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"Nice to be back, hmm?" You heard his voice waking you up, your head perked up with your body but only to be harshly dragged back.
You were cuffed to a chair, metal clamps locked over your wrists and ankles preventing you from moving, a bright light was in your face like if you were in a interrogation process.
The white light made you squint your eyes, your body felt numb, like it was tingling with the taser he had jammed into you.
You stayed quiet which made the man frown- unpleased, unsatisfied with your reaction, he crouched down in front of you, you didn't dare to look at him, instead you shifted your eyes away, looking out towards the door that you could see in front of yourself, it had bars going across the small box window in the top centre.
His fingers grabbed a hold of your jaw, forcing you to look at him, you did, your eyes automatically stared at his burnt skin, his right eye stained red and bloodshot, it made you slightly pleased as you smiled to yourself.
It happened so fast that you didn't get time to know what happened, he struck you in the face, his hand clenched in a tight fist, his skin stretching white, he smashed you round the face in anger and sudden rage, your head snapped back against the metal chair that you were cuffed to.
Crimson blood began to trickle from your nose, you held back a hiss of pain as you made yourself look at the man.
He breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling quickly, a deadly glare illuminated his dark eyes, his teeth were gritted tightly, swear forming on his burnt and pale skin.
You breathed shakily as you began to struggle in the restraints, the metal making your skin sore, the man in front of you then flashed a grin and chuckled to himself, he then launched forward and grabbed the top of your hair forcing you to look up.
"If you don't behave i'm gonna end up killin' ya." He spat, his breath smelt of alcohol, he then pushed back suddenly as the door burst open.
"Leave her now, Nick." Another man warned him, this man was older, his hair had turned grey he was taller than the man in front of you who you now know as Nick.
Nick stepped away from you frustratedly as pushes passed the man who had just entered, knocking his shoulder on purpose as he stormed off with heavy angry breaths.
The other man stood there for a moment like he was spectating you, his eyes lingering onto you a little too long as it began to make you uncomfortable.
"My name is Doctor Harold, we will be taking care of you from now on." He held a clipboard but your eyes were too focused on his hands.
They were stained in blood, crimson red dried blood.. your eyes flickered up to him hesitantly, your heart beginning to beat faster as your stomach felt like it was flipping in all directions...
You now slightly regretted your decision to come back to the Shield, handing yourself in....
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"Tell me the truth, Heimdall, you shall not lie." Loki grew impatient, it had at least been twenty minutes and he hadn't told him anything.
"I will tell you again, my prince, i was told by the king- your father, that i am not allowed to share information, considering the girl." Heimdall stood straight, his armour gleamed from the sunlight as his golden eyes explained to the Prince.
Loki stepped back frustratedly sighing harshly, he down for s moment only to perk his head back up towards the gate keeper.
"At least tell me this..." he started, turning on his heel to face Heimdall, Heimdall blinked as he stared at the Prince, waiting.
"How did she feel that night? What exactly did she feel? Tell me that." Loki swallowed thickly, picking at his hand trying to calm his nerves.
He already knew that Y/n was unwell as he knew that she couldn't hand going through the Bifröst feeling normal, the symptoms could be dizziness or nausea, so he was already worried for her.
Heimdall sighed, looking up to the Prince, "She felt anger, sadness, and heartbreak."
Loki perked his head up- heartbreak?
"Thank you, that it all." Loki nodded before walking out and back into the rainbow bridge...
time skip
A few days passed and Loki began to grow more anxious and upset about you being gone, he didn't question Heimdall anymore to try to pry some information out of him because he knew that he got what he could, and he was lucky for what he got in the end.
But he still didn't understand, why didn't Y/n come to him and tell him herself, he didn't want to believe it at first but he loves her, and misses her deeply, one way or another he was going to come to Earth and find you, he needed to, he couldn't have you in Midgard when the Shield is there too.
Wait..
The shield, in Midgard, Y/ns there..
Loki jumped off, picking himself up off the floor and running out from his chamber.
You are in danger.
He began to walk through the halls to try not to get attention drawn towards him, he kept it normal but inside he was shaking.
Once he got to the kings thrown Odin was their, alone, he had just dismissed a guard and the man was walking out and passed Loki, who walked towards his father.
Once Loki knew it was just him and his father, his true emotions showed and he ran towards the throne, his eyes glaring up towards Odin.
"Father, i need to get to Midgard, she is in danger, i know it, i can feel it.." his teeth gritted as he looked down towards the ground feeling tears form in his eyes, he couldn't cry, not in front of Odin, he needed to be strong, instead, he wiped his face clean and looked back up to Odin.
The king leaned in his throne, his neck stretched and he looked down at his son.
"No. My orders were made clear, you and everyone else including your brother, will stay in Asgard for the time being." His voice roared with annoyance and loss of patience, he looked angry and frustrated which wasn't good.
Out of pure anger Loki smashed his fist down onto one of the steps that lead up to the throne, the loud bang echoed and bounced off the walls, which made Odin leaned backwards, back into his throne.
"No! The shield! They will come for her, Father, you know what they will do to her!" Loki shouted, tightening his fists until they were white, he could never have a decent talk with his Father. Only if Frigga was still here..
Odin stood up, luring over the mad Prince, he stared him in the eyes clearly.
