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You gasped hearing the gunshot, you instantly knew that it was the Midgardians, as people in Asgard don't have hand guns.
You took a deep breath running over to the guards that roared with passion as they ran in, attacking, their golden weapons raised forwards, against the midgardian intruders.
The beats of your heart had sped up, you were now behind the small battle, your eyes darted around, trying to spot your eyes for Loki, even trying to see the top of his horned helmet.
The back of your throat was sore as you breathed in the cold air, then your eyes widened as a pair of eyes fixed on you.
It was him.
"Ya know, if you talk and tell us, we won't have to hurt you." The man chuckled, wiping off dust that laid in his shoulder, he looked up to you, a grin making way to his lips.
"Actually, no.. where's the fun in that." He smirked tapping on the glass of your cell, your bruised bloody eyes flickered up to him slowly.
It was him; that was the man that taunted you everyday, he was in charge of the tests, of torturing you..testing out your weaknesses and strengths.
"There you are.." He whispered to himself as he held his gun in his hand, a smart black suit with a black tie was clean.
You were still trying to look for Loki, but you couldn't see him, everything was going too quick, you could t see him..
"I've grown!" You shouted at him, your hands turning into a ball, making a fist, you glared him in the eyes, which you had never really done before.
The man in black looked up and down at you, with a smirk.
"aye, i can see.." he slowly raised the gun towards you, walking slowly, walking through the battle that was going on around you both.
You panicked and stepped back only to trip over, you looked down quickly, your eyes widening.
You had tripped over Lokis helmet.
He was in front of you now, standing over you, the gun pointed at your head.
"Get away from me!" You shouted towards him, gritting your teeth, he only chuckled, reloading his pistol.
"Hm, lets see how well you can take a bullet shall we?" He hummed looking at the barrel of the gun and pointing it to you, you stared him in the eyes, glaring at him.
He put the gun down hesitantly, he was so used to you being a coward towards him, hiding and crying, but not now.
Just as he was thinking you screamed, a sword was plunged through his back and came out of his chest, he dropped the gun onto the floor.
Loki stood behind him, breathless, his shoulder bleeding, it bled through the small gaps of his armor, he looked down to you, relived but annoyed.
He stepped over the man, who breathed slowly and coughed, blood slowly dripping from his lips.
"Did you not listen to me?" He was annoyed, but he gave you his hand, you slipped yours into his and he pulled you up quickly, walking you away from the ending battle.
"I was worried. I didn't want you to get hurt-" Your eyes slowly moved down to his shoulder seeing the blood, you looked back up to him, with sorrow filled eyes. He had been shot..
"We're fine here." Loki insisted, swallowing harshly, he picked up his helmet that had fallen off and placed it back on his hand, taking out another small sword.
"Go back, Y/n, you nearly got killed here, i- we can't risk it."
He turned away from you and ran back into the battle, armored soldiers of earth were here, Loki helped a guard of his own, as two intruders were attempting to kill the guard, smashing the guard with their fits.
You stood there for a moment or two, still catching your breath, your eyes flickering through the violence.
The shouting of men fighting made your eyes wide, then suddenly you felt being hit in the side of the head, immediately it knocked you down, your head crashing to the ground.
Ringing, you could hear ringing, no shouting or yelling, or the sound of swords going together, just ringing, it was like everything was in slow motion.
You could hear the faint sounds of your breaths, your fingertips traced the gravel as you tried to recover what happened, you blinked slowly, then everything suddenly came back, too quickly.
A fist of your hair was grabbed and pulled you at to your feet suddenly, the ringing had stopped and now shouting bursted through your ears, a pain in the side of your head was now aching, you winced at the harsh grip.
It was him.. it was the Boss that you just had watched be stabbed through the chest.. he was bleeding but he had got up, bleeding from his mouth and nose, he was a muscular man, tall but scary.
He dragged you through the battle, a few people stopping and looking.
He stumbled every now and then, groaning from the pain.
"S-stop!" you screamed, dashing about, trying to get your body loose, but he gripped harder, his nails digging into your scalp.
"We own you!"He shouted at you, bringing your face to his, his eyes dangerously glaring at you- closely.
"Let her go!" The familiar voice growled, he turned around brining you with him, you gripped onto his hands trying to pry him off, your eyes flickered up and saw Loki, his lip was bleeding and a small cute above his eyebrow, his helmet had come off again, probably being knocked off.
He stood in front of you, far away enough for the Boss to do something stupid.
He did.
He rearranged you, so he held your throat with his arm as your back was harshly pressed up against his chest, a bloody gun pointed- resting on your temple.
You whimpered, gritting your teeth, slightly chocking already.
Loki hurried forward with a quick step, but that made the Boss step back, pressing his arm harder into your throat, you gasped, using your nails to try to scrap his off, it didn't work.
"She. It, belongs with us." He chuckled with a cough, you could feel the blood from his wound soak into your bare skin in your back, you cringed.
Loki stayed still, his eyes never leaving the mans? he breathed quietly and carefully, loosening his grip on his small blades...
