Stallion(LokixReader)

Chapter 3

It was all you could think about. It was the only thing in your mind that would present itself to you. You couldn't concentrate on anything else, because it engulfed your thoughts, and wouldn't let anything else come forward. It overwhelmed all of your other emotions, and made you only feel sorrow, pain, and regret. You thought that everything was going just flawlessly, and nothing could possibly happen to ruin this day.

But thoughts can often be wrong.

As you stood there, watching the truck drive away with Spike inside the trailer, you felt horrible. You felt that this was somehow entirely your fault. Even if it wasn't, you still felt as though you were responsible. He was under your care, you were the one who was supposed to watch him and make sure that an event like this didn't happen. When the truck was out of sight, having already disappered into the distance, you turned around and slowly trekked back to the stable. You found Drake on the ground, still recovering from being tazered, and walked over to him, offering him your hand to help him up. He took your hand, and you assisted him in getting to his feet.

"Are you alright?" You asked him.

"Yeah..." Drake replied. "I'm sorry... I tried to stop them but they-"

"It's not your fault, Drake." You interrupted him. "... You did all you could."

You looked around, and saw that Loki was still lying on the ground from when the policeman shoved him. Both you and Drake walked over to him, seeing a somewhat bewildered, surprised look in his eyes. You extended your hand, and helped him up.

"You okay?" You asked.

Loki stayed silence for a few moments, but then answered. "Yes... I am fine."

"Uh... [Name]." Drake said. "Could I... Speak to you for a moment?"

"What is it?"

"Uh... Privately..." He continued.

You sighed with annoyance. That unique horse was just forcefully seized from the property. What could Drake possibly want to talk about? You'd rather be thinking of a way to find those idiots who took Spike, and track them down, follow them and possibly recover the horse before it was too late. Who knows what "Research" they are going to do to him! Nevertheless, you reluctantly agreed and went outside the stable with your co-worker after telling Loki that you'd be back in a few moments.

"What, Drake?!" You almost shouted, clearly showing your frustration and impatience of the moment.

"Haven't you noticed how this all seems familiar?"

"What do you mean?" You questioned him.

"I mean think about it. An 8 legged horse, unknown species to even the most knowledgeable scientists, we don't know where he's from, or how he got here,-"

"Get to the point!"

"That guy's name is Loki. Ring any bells at all?"

"...no." You replied, not getting what he was saying.

"Didn't you ever listen in school when they taught mythology?!" Drake said.

"No. My school didn't offer it."

"Well your school was a piece of shit! Listen to me; you need to stay away from that guy. If he is who he says, then he is the God of Mischief from the Norse mythologies!"

"Why are you making such insane actuations?" You replied. "Maybe that's just his name?! Did ya ever think of that, Drake!?"

"Did you see how much he and that horse look alike?! The hair, the bright green eyes?"