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The sky got darker every minute as Loki was now walking through New York, very few people were out but all of the cars and taxis told him otherwise, he had to be careful entering New York again.
In fact, as he walked passed the gigantic welcome sign he caught eyes with an average man who was stepping into his car, as soon as that man was gone Loki had shifted himself into the man, his armour shifting into average jeans and a white shirt with a small grey horse pin on the right of his shoulder.
Loki could feel his hair shift exactly like the mans, short, and he knew that his face was now identical, his camouflage was perfect.
Fortunately no one had seen him unnaturally shift shape into someone else, he blinked through the cold air and began to walk about, the man that Loki had became was shorter and he could feel it, and he highly disliked it, but Loki couldn't care about the height now, all he cared about was getting to you before they kill you...
Heimdals voice rang in the Gods ears, repeating the directions as he walked through the city.
Damage from when he was last here was still visible, wholes in the ground, smashed pieces of rubble lying on the pavement , and Stark Tower still currently re-building after the damage that he and his army had caused.
He felt more relaxed in a way walking through New York without getting tracked down, but now wasn't the time to relax, every minute was closer to you dying.
Loki knee that thousands of people now knew that someone had entered earth from the major waves that confused the system's of every scientist in New York, a great magnetic wave was sent through the Earth as soon as he arrived, in two ways he enjoyed the feeling, he loved the feeling of how people were threatened as he cane into Midgard and yet he felt powerful, unstoppable.
In his disguise as another man, he pushed himself through the strong crisp wind of the winters air, he felt it begin to spit from the sky's as the water dropped onto his neck, spreading across his skin.
Already he saw another police car race passed him, the engine roaring and the bright blue and red lights flashing rapidly, the loud siren making the people look.
Loki knee that he was nearly towards the address that Heimdall gave him, he was walking through a sketchy part of New York, there were no longer pretty building with a fresh coat of paint, or the tall tall skyscrapers that shined with their crystal clear glass, but instead.. breaking down building that were normally dark and dull, the painting that was once new was now molding and crumbling to the damp cold floor.
It made him feel worse about you, about how they had been treating you, a place like this would never treat a beautiful lady with respect, but instead like meat, like a bone thrown to the dogs...
He looked up from zoning out and he realized he was close, it got colder by the minuet but that didn't affect him, he was so determined to find you, and bring you to Asgard, whether you liked it or not, he missed you. He missed your touch, he missed your voice, he missed how clumsy you were, he missed how strong you were.
Loki wasn't sure what to expect when he would find you, but he told himself that he had to be strong and try to keep his cover.
He jogged down the stairs down to an ally way, as he did so a hard figure smashed into his shoulder, it brought him back by surprised so he looked up and it was a man.. a big man, much bigger than the man Loki was shape shifted into.
"I apologize." Loki pretended to stutter to the man, pushing the glasses further up the bridge of his nose.
The man flared down with a snarl, the smell of sweat and blood was not a smell that was pleasant.
"Can't you read? This area is restricted!" The bald man yelled, sniffing through his nose and a huff, the man was taller than Loki and it was not something he particularly liked, even if he knew he was taller without his disguise of the first man he met in New York.
"Oh you are right, i- i apologize again..-" Loki's disguise stuttered again, putting a hand through his hair, his eyes shyly looking up to him.
The man carried on walking back up the stairs to exit the sketc alleyway.
"Nerd..." The bald man grunted under his breath.
Loki rolled his eyes with a clenched jaw, "Asshole." he whispered.
As soon as he left Loki then shifted into that man, the bald tall man, with a big stomach, the green flash vanished so Loki began to walk to the end of the stairs..
He came across another man, which had long silver hair and a small mustache, he wasn't as tall but he looked more intimidating than the last, he stood by the door, a strap with his name tag around his neck, his arms were crossed and his back up against the wall.
With confidence Loki walked passed him, the man give him a simple nod, as he showed the name tag that was hung around his neck, Loki pressed it up again the scanner beside the door, and soon enough it pinged green and the door opened....
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"Ugh I told David to come back tomorrow!" Nick growled you himself as he watched the tall bald man walk back through the opening door, it air locked behind him.
Nick turned back again to you with a sarcastic smile, he realized that your palms and body temperature was rising dramasically on the monitor that you were wired up to, so, he moved your body to another chair.
The chair was a freezing metal which you sat forward in, your legs draped around the seat and you arms tied around the back, cuffed to another bit of metal, you face rested in a face hole, you faced the floor, feeling new blood drip down your skin as you could feel a cold liquid enter your body from the back.
You struggled even though you knew it was no use, you gritted your teeth and ripped against the chains, nothing.
You felt Nicks cold hand stroke up your back, traveling up your ripped patients apron, you closed your eyes in disgust, but your mind was still fixed on what he told you earlier.
