Monstrous (Avengers Fanfic)

Chapter 19

When Loki and Lila re-materialised, far from where they were before, he finally released his iron grip on her arm.

Lila looked up at him, and for the first time in what seemed to be an age, she felt fear.

Deep, sharp, bone chilling fear.

She was no longer alone, she had her brother back, and was well on her way to making her first friends. Now, she could no longer refuse the control of others, because dying wasn't the worst thing that could be done for disobedience, now he could use the ones she cared for - and wasn't that a novelty, finally, someone to care for, only for them to be used against her.

Now, her choices had become pivotal to the fate of planet Earth.

Resist whatever it was that had control of her Loki, and watch as he hurt those she cared for as a punishment, or... or allow him to use her for the sake of those whom she loved. Allow him to use the power that she wielded, the extent of which not even she could tell, never wanting to know the power which she held, that which only made her more monstrous, for all the good that it did.

Lila had to choose the lesser of two evils. It came down to earth, or her friends.

As Lila began to lose hope at the futility of her decision, something occurred to her.

Not-Loki (as she had begun to refer to him within the confines of her mind) could only use her friends against her if he caught them. Her friends and her brother where the greatest heroes this little planet had ever seen; if she could not believe in them, then how could they believe in themselves.

Just as Lila had made up her mind to play along for now, and resist when he tried to use her to hurt her friends, even at the threat of death (she was dying anyway, resisting would only speed up her demise), Not-Loki turned his piercing gaze upon her.

"You are mine now, little dragon. Kneel before me and cement the oath."

Lila hissed, eyes flashing red. "Never, I belong to no man."

She cried out as pain like no other came upon her. Not-Loki smirked down at her. "Loki's magic made your promise tangible and true, you will keep feeling the pain until you obey me. If you actively go against an order, you will die. "May my word be my life". " He mocked.

Lila growled and snarled, clawing at her head. A pressure was there, like someone was slowly and painfully trying to crush her skull. The longer she disobeyed and resisted his order, the more the pain spread and heightened.

Lila knew pain, oh did she know it, but this this was unlike anything she had felt before. The torture she was subjected to for most of her life was agony, to be sure, but it was physical. This feeling... it was as if someone was trying to unmake her, break her apart from the inside out, and she could not handle it.

Finally, her legs gave out until she was kneeling before him.

A hand came into her field of vision, surprisingly gentle as it lifted her head to look up into wrong eyes, set in the face of her Loki, eyes full of a sadistic glee. There was a flash of light as her oath cemented.

She could feel all fight leave her body and her eyes go dull and unfocused. Lila's body spoke without her mind's consent, but it was the words that made her silently weep.

"I am yours, master."

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A/N If you cannot see the picture at the top, but want to, here is the link:

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