Find The Light ✯ Loki Odinson

chapter thirty one

"She is not my problem anymore."

With that said Loki launched forward in an instance, attempting to grab his father out of rage, but instead Odin raised his scepter and swung it as his own Sons face as he stood.

Loki was instantly knocked back and down the golden stairs, crashing onto the floor, knocking his head on one or two of the stairs, he groaned in pain with his eyes squeezed shut.

"Forget about her, Loki!"

Odin sat himself back down into his throne, gripping the scepter more tightly, keeping an eye on the fallen Prince who now attempted to stand up.

"She wont be coming back!" He spat harshly.

With a loud growl Loki sprung up, his eyes glaring intensely into his Fathers, he breathed out heavily, already feeling bruises form on his face...

Odin glared back down at the Prince, with gritted teeth.

"You could never be a king. Learn to protect what's yours! She made the right choice! We are no longer living in fear if those Midgardians could come back!" Odin shouted loudly, before walking down the golden stairs and passed Loki.

Making sure to brush harshly passed his shoulder, as the Prince heave din angry breaths.

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"God it just feels too good to do this, again." Nick gave a strained chuckle of laughter as he looked at you after hours, and hours or torturing- mentally and physically, his goal, or what he told his co-workers, was to test at what point you would break, to see how strong your mind and body was since he last saw you.

Your head slumped forward, one of your eyes had forcefully shut closed from the harsh beating that you received yesterday for once again..mocking his burnt face.

You had compared it to a burned piece of ham, and that caused you to have blood spill from your lips and forehead- it was worth it though.

You were breathless, worn out for trying to stay awake, you hadn't slept since you've been here, he wouldn't let you, if Nick caught you with shut eyes he put on ear piecing clip audio of either metal screeching together, or forcefully making you stay awake, once he had hosed you over with freezing water, that had lowered your inside body temperature.

Nick was nearly fired for that action by nearly killing you, which Doctor Harold could not have, he could not have his subject being killed, you have previously guessed that Doctor Harold was the leader of your progress, the owner and boss of you.

But now, you felt you've just about had it, and now you massively regretted coming back.

Nighttime was the worst, if you were lucky you were left on your own, but that too was horrific, because you were left with your thoughts, and every thought you had was about Loki.

You were still so heartbroken when he said he didn't love you; that he didn't want you, you couldn't understand why, you thought you could have a happily ever after with the Prince, evidently not, life is not that easy, not for you anyway.

The horrible taste of metallic crimson blood, dropped from your open mouth, you must of blacked out only for a few minuets as Nicks hand grabbed your throat forcing your head upwards, your open eye saw him with gritted teeth, his other hand gripping onto your hair, making you stay awake.

You hissed in pain, as you scalp felt like it was ripping, it was already sore and bloody from all the times he had pulled your hair before.

Without thinking of the dangerous, even fatal consequences, you spat out your own blood into his face, it splattered into his eyes and suddenly he stepped back, allowing your head to fall limp again, facing towards your lap, you chuckled with a strong painful cough as you heard the man growl like an animal as you pictured him desperately wiped his eyes in disgust.

But then, you heard him pause, his movement was still, and you could hear him breath, you waiting for the worst as you body suddenly clenched itself in fear of being beaten again, in fear of him hitting you, especially near your head area, which you couldn't protect, as your wrists were clamped down on the arms of the metal chair.

"You think it's funny do you? Mm?" His voice grew angry and he had slight sarcasm inbred into it.

With the little strength you had, too forced your head up to look at him in the eyes.

"I do." You strained out your voice, your throat was killing you, because when you got the nights alone, without him or anyone else looking at you to make sure you weren't doing anything you shouldn't, you cried, no one saw it, you couldn't let anyone see it, but you did, you cried even screamed into the palms of your hands.

You carried out your heartbreak into the cried and screams that you voiced, you were in hell, you just wanted peace, you wanted to feel peace, warmth, love.

With that Nick took another punch to your bruised face, and it had only been a couple of days since you've been here, probably about a week or more?

You head smashed upwards feeling the pain rush to your jaw, and then, you cried out in pain, a loud sudden yelp that you didn't mean to let out, and that, left Nick satisfied, with a smile on his half burnt lips he walked away from you, before shutting the lights off and closing the door, keeping you in isolation for another night.

Hours passed and you were still awake, half alive as you waited for the time to pass, it was horrible and excruciating, and you couldn't do anything about it, you couldn't wipe the blood that frustrated you as it dripped onto your lap, as you hands were tied, you couldn't do anything to stop the pain.

You had to live through it, and in this moment you didn't want you, you just wanted him, Loki.

You now didn't care when he said all the heartbreaking things he said, you don't care that he doesn't want you, you just want him, because you need him, right now, you need him, when you don't even want to, when you don't even know it.

Even breathing was painful, it felt like your lungs were being squeezed, your chest heaved as it struggled to inhale oxygen, your body ached so much, and your head was pounding with pain.

You tried to use your fire but everyday since you willingly and stupidly have yourself over tit he shield, they had injected a serum into both your hands, it lowered your body temperature of the area by your hands which froze the cells that allowed you to cast flames, it made you your weakest.

But the side effects were the worst, it gave you nausea, hallucinations and mussel contractions, also seizures that mostly occurred during the night.

You felt like you were dying, slowly and painfully with no mercy given, you needed Loki.

And this night, you cried to yourself till dawn, just like all the other painful nights...