Ch.15

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(Sky's POV)

With that Loki left the room. Leave it to Loki to ruin a perfectly good moment I was sharing with Tom. He finished bathing, unhappy, of course.

Tom sat across from me in silence lost, blankly gazing at his untouched food.

"Interested in your food at all?"

"No," he said, shoving the plate away. It's like a nightmare I can't wake up from. How can you think you know someone, and not know them at all? He isn't suppose to even be real."

A single tear fell down Tom's cheek. Without thinking, I stood up, walked over to him, and wiped the tears away as I watched him fall apart and cry. Which in turn made me cry.

"I'm going to get you out of this Tom, if it's the last think I do.  I don't know how, but I will. You can count on me."

"I'm scared now Sky. This "talk" can't end up good for me. Just know that if I don't make it, tell, hell broadcast to the world, I cared for my family, friends, and my fans."

"I will, but I won't let it come to-    I was cut off by..."Sky! Out now!" Loki screamed at me. I gulped. My heart beating fast. I can only imagine how fast Tom's is. I gave Tom one last hug, then left the room. Guards slamming the huge wooden doors behind me.

(Loki's POV)

"Stupid mortal!" I shout, as I made my way back to my chambers. I was beyond gracious, giving him a chance to rule beside me, almost like a brother.

I need to calm down, and start to think clearly. It's true I am upset with Tom for mocking me, but on the other hand, he looks similar to me, and is the complete opposite of me, which is why I'm so drawn in by him the first place. He's what I could be. Putting that aside for now, he must be punished, and even though I admired him, I also couldn't wait to show him his place, and how our relationship will stay.

Making my way back toward his cell, I heard Sky talking to him, as I screamed at her to remove herself from the room. I was finally alone with him. Rubbing my hands against one another, I said, "My my this is going to be fun."

(Tom's POV)

Oh no, this is the end of me. This is going to be fun for who? Certainly not for me. He stalked towards me as though I was his prey, as I stood in the middle of the room, watching him carefully to counter act whatever blows that may come my way.

"Kneel," he stated plainly.

I could have have predicted he'd say that at some point. Only I couldn't predict what I would do, and so I defied him remaining in my standing postion.

He grinned a malicious grin, all while walking up to me. I stood my ground, straight faced. He gently and carefully placed his hand around my throat not pressing hard, then without so much as a warning, I felt myself hit the wall hard behind me. You know, I might have actually blacked out a second. Stumbling, I try to make myself stand, when I hear Loki speak.

"Thomas, 6'2, actor, and yet I can make you fly like a rag doll. Interesting, puny mortal, so weak. I must say I quite enjoy a good fight, even it it's not.... even, so fight me...peasant."

Again I force myself to my feet. I run at him with all my strength, knocking him to the ground. Feeling pleased with myself, and forgetting what I'm doing Loki gets in a quick punch to my face, takes hold of me by my hair, and drags me to the wall. I kick, and throw punches at the air, while he just laughs. I eventually give up. Now focusing on catching my breath, and slowing my heart rate.

"You gave a good try Tom. Though I'm not impressed. I've won. Now it's time for this to end."

"No, I say breathlessly. You'll never win."

Ignoring me, "Kneel!'

Having no choice, he sets me up onto my knees. I feel helpless and drained.

"Didn't take long for you to cave in, did it Tom?"

I feel him wrap his arms under my arms, pulling me back to the wall behind me. He then calls for his guards. I see two Asgardian men walk in. Loki whispers something in there ears. They begin to walk forward. Once they reach me, they each take a hold of one of my wrists, as I watch them place the, not so missed, chains back on me. I struggle against them, screaming no, but to no avail. Next thing I know I'm drowning in my own sea of tears, crying.

"Sky please help! Sky help me!"

The guards leave, and Loki comes back into my view. Holding my chin in his hand, looking me over. I'm angry with myself for letting all this happen, feeling like less of a man, playing this character in the first place. I'm regretting it all.

"Tom look at me."

"That's the last thing I want to do!! I shout and sob.

"I know, just listen then. You'll be nothing without me when I take over. I'll see to it. You'll rott in here for as long as it takes. I have powers you've only heard about. Noone is going to save you. So save yourself. Join me."

"Is this really a choice, rott here, or join you? What's the catch?"

"No catch, but they're are rules. You must obey me at all times, or there will be punishments. On the other hand, you will get your own room. No more shackles, more freedom, and over time, my trust. Deal?"

"Sigh...anything's better than this I guess, deal."

"I know you're not happy about his now, but you will be. You've made the right choice. We'll talk more soon."

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