A Warm Hart Has A Cold Revival (sequel to A Cold God Found His Warm Hart)

chapter 11: sarcasm

"Roy, Roy wake up" I mumbled, rolling over in my sleeping bag to face him. I waited for a response while my eyes adjusted to the dim light of the moon from outside. I squinted my eyes to focus better on Roy's sleeping form and listened for breathing but was greeted with silence.
"Roy" I whispered again. His sleeping bag is empty. I sat up and looked around the now empty tent, the flap was unzipped and shuffled slightly in the wind. I grabbed my coat from beside me on the ground and slid on my boots. I sighed as I stepped out of the tent and into the chilly night air. I scanned the forest around me and Roy was nowhere to be seen. I crouched onto my heels and looked down at the dirt road, Roy's boot tracks can be seen perfectly from the moonlight. From the tracks it looks as though Roy wasn't alone, and judging by the scuffed dirt he struggled and was captured. Unfortunately Roy and I hadn't bonded with Cheen so I can't communicate with him. I stood and began to follow the marks left behind and headed directly into the dense forest. The dead leaves crunched beneath my boots and the wind stirred the bare branches causing a eerie feeling. Night animals called out to the full moon in hopes for a mate while bugs slept soundly underground. It could have been considered peaceful unless you've seen the things that I have that hide in  the night and that threaten your life.
Dammit Roy I don't understand how a giant oaf of a man like you could be captured so easily. And I don't understand how those men could have gotten you so quickly and quietly. I readjusted my coat and continued to follow the footsteps left in the wet dirt. The wind shifted slightly and the smell of burning wood and cooking meat danced across my nose. I stopped and faced the wind and quickly began running in the direction of the smell. Surely that's where Roy was taken too. But what's more is that if Damien's men are the ones who took Roy then him and his entire army will be taken into Asguardian custody and interrogated thoroughly. I stopped just outside of the camp and looked around the trunk of a tree.
"God's are so overrated. Did you see how easy it was to take that guy? Ha it's like he was begging to be taken"
"Oh I know. And that guy with the long girly hair, please what a laugh". Two men laughed beside the fire. I felt my anger rise and my hands clench to fists. I ignored the men and looked further into the camp. Besides two tents and a firepit there wasn't much of anything. These men were obviously the ones who captured Roy but where Roy is is another question. I ran across the edge of the camp and quietly towards the tents. I clouded myself with magic so I was invisible to the mortal eye and pushed into the tent, which was empty. I pursed my lips and quickly moved on to the next tent. Which was empty as well. I sighed in frustration and walked out of the tent.
"Loki" someone called quietly I turned towards the call and looked around
Who can see me?  
"Loki, over here!" He called again. I followed the sound and nearly tripped over a body.
"Ow" the body said dryly.
"Roy, what are you doing down there?" I whispered.
"Oh you know, just laying here and taking a nap" he said sarcastically. I chuckled and knelt to quickly remove his rope bindings.
"We need to get out of here" I whispered.
"Yea no shit"
I ignored his comment and helped him to his feet.
"Let's get back to our tent grab our equipment and get the hell out of here" I whispered to him. He nodded in agreement and I cloaked us both in invisibility and we ran back to our tent.

Hheeyysss well it's official. I am a high school graduate!!!!!!!! Whoooooooo party!!!!! Anyways I'm so about no updates I know I know you read my apologies in every chapter but just know I mean all of them! Anyways have a beautiful summer! Allons-y and stay fantastic :)