A Changed Man (A Loki fan fiction)

The Prison

Loki's POV:

The glass cage did nothing to protect me. I couldnt get out, but the guards could very well get in and beat me up. Powerless and frustrated, all I could do was sit in the corner and hope they wouldnt find the little bit of strenght I had left. 

It was becoming a sport now. 

"Are you hurt?" A girl asked. Painfully aware of every muscle in my body I required to look up, I saw her. Her cell was opposite mine. How come I didnt see her before!? 

Fighting every will to reply sarcastically, i simply said. "Yes."

"Will they not provide a healer?"

I laughed. "Not to me."

She kept staring at me and I felt uncomfortable. "What is your name?" I asked. 

"Sigyn." she smiled. "Murder." 

"Excuse me!?"

"Im in prison for murdering my brother."

"Oh..." 

A long pause followed. 

"Why are you here!?" she asked. 

"I.. dont want to talk about it..." she looked as if I just slapped her. "Please dont take it personally. I wish to be left alone."

She smiled again and turned and walked to the other corner and sat down. She seemed pleasant for someone staying in prison. I laid my head back on the wall and closed my eyes, somehow willing away the pain that ate at me. Every bone felt heavy. Was Danielle even in Jotunheim!?

The question made me bolt upright and ignore the ache... What if she wasn't here!? Didnt she once mention that Jord was exiled? Where was she exiled!? 

"Midgard." 

Sigyn looked up from a book. "Áhkkà, Midgard. Exiled after giving birth to a half-Asgardian."

"How do you know that!?"

"I know lots of things." she said coyly. 

"I dont suppose you know how I can get out." 

She shook her head. 

I sighed and sat back. Great, now I felt even worse. What if they were in trouble!? Thor and Danielle could take care of each other, no doubt... But the nagging feeling remained. I closed my eyes once more and tried willing away the pain. It was so quiet... so peaceful. I could hear myself breathe, the air move... the pain going away.... 

And a sudden crash. I couldnt bring myself to remotely care. I continued to lay back, but I could no longer do anything about the pain... it was all back. The anticipation of more Jotuns coming in to beat me up made the effort seem worthless. 

More noise, more curses.. I prepared myself for what was to come and opened my eyes. 

"FATHER!" 

Chris was pounding on the glass door.