Strife of Misfortune(Wattys2016)

What Lies Beneath

Previously on Strife Of Misfortune: After discovering Loki's true intentions Egypt had grown soft towards him, meanwhile planning to invade his personal studies for more information. Once caught red-handed, her emotions harden again when Loki decided to punish Fenrir for her wrong doings. And to top that off, Loki's creepy accomplice Thanos is hiding something, something that could change Egypt's life forever. 

Back on Midgard, the war on the accords has sliced a wedge into the Avengers, forcing them to pick sides. Thor remains on the outside as he scrambles to bring Egypt back to Earth. Another person that's shaken by Egypt's capture? Jane who was last seen grieving in her sister, Aqua's room. What happened to her kid sister?

"NO!" Egypt screamed, kicking and flailing in the soldiers' grasps. "Let go of me!" She swung her legs in the air as they hauled her down the stairs. It didn't matter how much she struggled, it did nothing to loosen their grip upon her.

She watched as the scenery diminished into a more dingy setting. From the surface to below, Egypt recognized these wretched halls, the leaking pipes and running mice. She was back in the dungeons. "STOP!" She huffed her cry once more, pushing and shoving the enormous men looming over her.

That's when they picked her up and tossed her into the dark room. No! No! She thought as she scurried towards the closing door. The light was thinning and the door was closing. With that the light ceased and she was completely thrown into darkness. "Open the door! I don't deserve to be in here!" She screamed, banging on the door. She continued to strike it, ignoring those cold bolts of pain shooting through her hands. It didn't matter that it hurt, her entire situation stung. What's more pain when she was already drowning in it?"OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR!" Egypt screeched, her shrill cries disturbing the quiet. With a final strike, her entire hand quaked with that excruciating pain. The girl swore. She couldn't continue this madness. She was so angry and humiliated! Those men dragged her down here as if she was a dog. They wanted her to rot down there like one.

So the girl slid down the cold door and balled her hands close to her stomach. She could feel those wretched tears again, threatening to spill from her eyes. "No..." Egypt refused to cry. She refused to wallow in her own defeat. That's what Loki wanted. Whatever he wanted, she wanted the exact opposite of. So she remained in that spot, curled up like a ball and feeling sorry for herself. She couldn't believe she was back in this hellhole. Egypt thought she saw the last of this place the moment she gave herself up to Loki. The girl grimaced. How pathetically clueless and trusting she was. Did she honestly think Loki, the very man who kidnapped her was a man of his word? She snorted at her own naivety. Who knew he would subject her to more obscenities the moment she left her cell? She should've know. Loki was terrible at concealing that fact. He wanted an acrobat in his circus and Egypt devolved into that role. Now she was wondering why her every path was encased in flames.

The day Loki said he would make her walk through fire, Egypt didn't realize he meant it. Now she was wobbling on a tightrope, watching as every terrible deed Loki has ever done to her come crashing down around her. Shattered images of their time together knocked into her. She felt herself falling back into that hole of her defeat. Everything Loki has done from hurting her feet to slapping her cheek, what were they all for? Did he just enjoy humiliating her? Abusing her and making her perform for him? Egypt balled her hand into a tight fist and could feel her nails stabbing into her flesh. She kept doing it despite the pain, even as something warm and wet swaddled her palms. At least this was something she could control. Her pain. Everything that happened beyond those prison walls she couldn't control. Just like in her 'normal' life. Egypt stepped out of a prison just to go into a new one. Only in here, there weren't any parties to drown out her sadness. No Aquas to stray away from her mind with. There was only darkness. Only madness.