Wonder's Thunder ϟ 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐫 | 1

۩ - Chapter 12

"Who the fuck are you?" Hallie asked with a slight southern drawl, with a confused expression as she felt herself being picked up around the waist, off of her feet and into the air.

Once she felt her feet were firmly placed on the ground again, the grey-eyed girl turned to face the attacker, who was a tall man, with greasy black hair and eyes with blue irises, too wide for any normal human's eyes.  He stared at the blonde, "I am Loki, and you are?"

"Why the hell should I tell you!?" She shot back sassily, giving him a challenging stare. 

"You are a prisoner! Tell me your name." He growled back, meeting her gaze with a slightly deranged look.

"Fine, my name's Hallie, Hallie Greenwood." The blonde girl whined loudly, flailing her arms wildly and pouting as she tried to escape the stranger's grip. "This is rape!"

"Silence! You retched woman!" Loki snarled at her while placing the sceptre lightly against her neck.

"No. And what the hell are you gonna do to me?" Hallie questioned in a harsh yell, scowling up at the god of mischief, who smirked at her. "No, seriously what the hell are you gonna do?" She snapped, "Pussy."

"You're going to regret ever saying that, mortal." Loki threatened glaring down at her, pressing the sceptre into her neck threateningly, causing her to gasp slightly as the steel is almost cutting into her throat.

Inhaling softly, Hallie stepped backwards, into the god's chest to avoid having her throat sliced, "I'm cute, so I get away with it." She shot back in a soft tone, her blue-grey eyes showing a look of hatred. "What are you doing on earth anyways?"

"Because your people need to be ruled." He replied

She turned to face the god, and felt like she was staring into a tortured soul, the look of hate soon turned to one of interest, oh it was something she loved for some reason when she got to figure out the problems of others, "Aren't you a like a magical God, up in Assburg or something?"

"It's Asgard," He corrected, rolling his eyes. He seemed to have more patience for this girl than he originally thought, but was torn between killing her for being so intrusive or leaving her as a hostage, his tone became slightly harsher, "but I'm not Asgardian."

"Don't interrupt me." She growled harshly, slowly turning her head to squint and glare at Loki. His ruthless shell cracked easily under her dark look, it could stop heartbeats dead, cold with one glance. His moment of weakness went unnoticed by Hal as she began to wonder what she was going on about it. "Fuck you, I lost my train of thought."