My greatest hero

chapter 37

Loki heard the sound of the dungeon door open, he had been in there, chained up, unable to move, for several hours now, but When he heard someone enter his fear crept back in, he didn't really know what to expect, but he had no magic, he was chained up, and now someone else was in the room with him. He could hear what sounded like chains clinking against each other. he prepared himself to be beaten with them, and was caught off guard when he felt a hot sting strike across his back, he bit his lip trying not to make a sound. The torturer kept whipping him, Loki thought it would never end till finally it did, he started to breath again, but soon found what the chains were for; they were now beating his open cuts with them. One of the torturers came in front of him and beat him with a metal rod. Across his face, his chest, his arms, even his legs. He didn't think he could take it anymore, it just seemed to keep going, and they seemed to keep coming up with new ways to torture him, he wanted to collapse on the floor, but was being held upright by the shackles around his wrists.
"Why don't you scream?!" The leader hissed at Loki, he came over and hit him in the stomach. He turned to the other.
"You, go get me the other whip" he commanded. He stepped behind Loki and ran his fingers through his open wounds, Loki was screaming inside, but wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of hearing him. The other came back with the other whip. The leader started beating Loki with it, it had small pieces of hot, sharp metal on the end of each of the seven tails, burning Loki every time they hit him. The torturer didn't limit himself to Loki's back this time, he started striking him across his chest and arms, and some times they would flick around and hit his face. He couldn't take it anymore, he decided to give them what they wanted, he let himself yell out in pain, finally the torture stopped. They both put down whatever they were using, one of them unlocked the chains that were holding him up, letting him fall to the ground

they dragged him over to the corner of the room, his cuts and bruises scraping on the rough stone floor, they chained his hands to the wall above him, forcing him to sit upright. "I'll see you again later today" the torturer said as they both left the dungeon. Right after they left Loki let out several loud screams, trying to express his pain. It was cold, he was bleeding, and he was covered in cuts and bruises. He was trying not to lean on the stone wall, but his arms were chained above his head, pulling him against it. He tried to think about Eira to take his mind off his pain, he thought about her comforting smile and sweet laugh, but it only made him miss her more. He closed his eyes and tried to rest a bit, after a long time, he was able to fall asleep.
The torturer kept his promise, he came back later, Loki shuddered when he heard the door open. He was half asleep, and didn't open his eyes soon enough, he felt a splash of freezing cold water, the salt in the water stung in every cut. He woke up quickly, to see the torturer standing there, not with weapons, but with a plate of food. Loki hadn't eaten since he was brought there, and he was starving.
The torturer set the plate down, right next to Loki, he tried to reach for it, but his hands were chained to the wall and he couldn't get to it. The torturer grinned.
"I hope you enjoy it" he said mockingly as left the room, leaving Loki to watch the rats and mice feast on the food that he couldn't reach.