Find The Light ✯ Loki Odinson

chapter one

Y/n point of view

I sat in the cage, knowing my bed was in the corner, I chose to sit on the floor.

The cage was perfectly made just for me, I'd be flattered, but, I'm not.

36,000 feet in the air, and one button could send me falling to my death, just like that.

One button.

So to summarise to how on Earth I'm in a cage on a ship, 36,000 feet in the air;

I'm not like any other human on Earth, no.
What my mother used to say, god made me differently than the rest, she said.

That I have a gift, I'm not sure why or how.
But the gift isn't like drawing or acting or singing, no, no I wouldn't call it a gift. I'd call it a curse.
This 'gift' has ruined my life, took away everything that I had loved, my home, my family, my freedom.
With this ... 'gift' it aloud me to control magic, such as fire, i can cast it quicker than a heartbeat.

People told me I was a witch, I believed them.

My emotional state had stuck me so hard that I rarely feel emotion at all, well I do, but I don't show it, I won't let myself show it. I can't..

I've been pulled around since the..incident happened, everyday was torture, i was sent to SHIELD , they tested on me like a guinea pig, tried new things on me, they hurt me there..

And now, I'm sitting in a ship that Furry himself had put me in, threatening to drop me if I acted up.

He brought me here from SHIELD, shoved me in this cage, and told me i had to help.

So I stayed silent.

Haven't communicated with anyone since I got here.
Apparently I am going to fight for whom seems to be called the, 'Avengers'.

I've recognised some of the famous names like: Tony Stark and Bruce Banner, and I guess I've been in the shadows because there's a couple more that I'm not aware of.

I don't know what I'm exactly fighting for, but I heard that it was to do with the tesseract, and an army, and someone called Loki?

But I'm not so sure, and not so overly fond of fighting if I'm honest.
Once people found out who I really was from years of lies and lies to pretend I was normal, I wouldn't fight, after a horrific event I swore to myself that I wouldn't hurt anyone, I don't like hurting people, well only the ones that truly deserved it.

My back was leaned up against the glass, my eyes not looking anywhere in particular, all I saw was my thoughts in this very moment.
I leaned my head back closing my eyes, as I realised it was silent.

Completely quiet.

I took in the moment, savouring the silence as best as I could, not letting any go to waste.
It was rarely quiet, the notices of people, talking, jets going off, walking.
Everything you could imagine echoed into the lonely room.