Knowing Loki (FANFICTION)

Trapped

I awoke to see Fury on the other side of the glass cell I was now in, my hands cuffed and mouth muzzled. I teleported out of them and turned them to ash. "Fury, what have you..." It clicked. 'Why had I not seen this coming?'
That mead, mixed with my fixation on Loki, distracted me from what was obvious. I should have known I could not trust this man.

"Got it yet?" He asked smugly.

"You bastard of a whore!" I shouted, walking towards him.

"Ouch. That almost hurt my feelings. Now that I know you can't be trusted, you're never getting out of there."

"What are you speaking of? I have done no wrong!"

"You planned to help Loki take over earth another way and I will not allow that."

"You fool, have you no idea who you have made your enemy. I teleported to him, but only got as far as the glass wall in front of me. Great, they figured out how to keep me here.

"Oh, by the way, that box you're in is set to your teleportation wave length. You can't get out of there, so don't waste your energy. Actually, go ahead."

"When I get hold of you I shall slit your throat and feed your blood to those mongrels that wander the city streets."

"Good to know. I'll check up on you in a little while."

"BASTARD!" I screamed as he left.

"Loki!" I suddenly realised they had him in a similar box. I concentrated and appeared in front of him.

'I thought they captured you?' He thought loudly to allow us communication. Now that the mead had all but worn off, my abilities were returning to normal.

"I can apparently go between our two cells only."

'And here I was thinking you were intelligent.'

"Shut up! I do not require a lecture from you of all people on this matter. If you would allow sense into your mind once in a while, we would not be in this mess."

'How dare you speak to me in such a manner you mewling quim!'

"I shall speak to you how I please. You could not even take over one city."

'You do not even know your own name, you are the most pathetic, annoying little pest I have ever been forced to endure, and I beg the day when you would perish. I was using you, you blind fool. You are such a sad excuse for a mortal.'

I left for my room before he could see the effects. I threw up blood just as I appeared in my cell. My body burned, I watched as my skin began to peel.

"STOP IT! STOP IT! YOU ARE NOT WEAK!" I screamed at myself. "YOU ARE TO CEASE THIS CHILDISHNESS NOW!" I collapsed onto the floor.
"He did not mean that, for your words held no truth. We are both angered by these circumstances and had nowhere else to vent them." I whispered to myself.
My skin ceased peeling and the burning in my chest was no longer felt. "He was worried for you, you saw his thoughts. He enjoys your company, remember?" My stomach calmed and I removed the blood from the ground. Creating an illusion of me sitting on the floor. I then created a bed and layed down, trying for hours to sleep with no luck. I checked on Loki, he was pacing in his cell. I needed to apologise.

As I appeared in front of him, I created an illusion of him continuing to pace. The camera would only notice a slight glitch.
"I have come to apologise, I did not wish to upset nor anger you, I was merely angered by the betrayal that I was too distracted to foresee. Could you ever forgive this mistake I have made?"

'I believe we were both caught in the heat of the moment. Shall we call it a draw?'

I smiled and nodded.