Games with a God

Chapter Five

"Fury, I want to hear him beg for mercy!"
"Sapphire! Stop and listen to yourself for a minute! If you want him tortured then you'll be the one doing it, but remember who and what you are because this isn't you." Fury said shaking my shoulders a little while I stared up at him bored. Natasha rushed into the room and dragged me off before I could even protest and before I knew it I was in a lab staring at a man I'd never seen before. "Who's he?" Natasha sat me down and the man approached cautiously while I looked him over; he seemed a little edgy and he seemed to be holding back so much pent up anger.
"Sapphire, this is Doctor Bruce Banner, you fell out of a plane so I want him to give you a check up; make sure you're all right."
"But I'm fine, Natasha!" I yelled after her as she vanished making me sigh while sinking down into the chair further. "So Doctor banner, what we going to start with?" He smiled a little and pulled a seat up in front of me and sat down looking me over quickly before frowning. "What's up?"
"You fell out of a plane, but there's no injuries the way Natasha described it I was expecting you to be broken up a bit."
"You and me both Doc." I laughed a little and he got up wandering over to a desk which he beckoned me over to. Sighing I pulled myself up and joined him at the white desk and he picked up a scalpel so I jumped back. "Err, Doc sharp things and me don't mix." I told him and he smiled warmly, he wasn't a threat to me so I took the scalpel and he held up a small glass dish. I cut my finger open and let the blood drip into the dish before Bruce poured some clear liquid in with it and used a swab to mix it up a little. He placed the dish under a microscope and peered down the scope.
"That's new..." I knocked him away from the scope and looked at it myself, my blood cells were reacting to the clear liquid and glowing purple so I pulled the dish out and looked at it seeing a purple liquid inside. "Are you human?" Bruce asked so I looked over at him and opened my mouth to answer then closed it frowning.
"I... I don't know. I've never thought about it but..." There was no was possible way that I could be human. I read minds if I wish to, I can control the mind, I fell from a plane and I'm still alive, I can heal at an unimaginable rate and then there's the flames, "I can't be human." I said aloud and fell down into a chair resting my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands. It was really only hitting me now, obviously I knew I wasn't human I just never ever admitted it out loud, but now I had it felt like a death sentence. I was condemning myself to a fate I couldn't possibly predict.

Bruce had been talking me through how he was trying to find the Tesseract and I was trying to keep up. It seemed though that I was failing to keep up. He kept talking to me and then answering any questions I asked while I sat on one of the white desks reading through something on Astrophysics, I was trying to learn. Bruce stopped and looked out of the window watching something so I sighed. "Is it Loki?"
"Yeah, think he was expecting you to turn around."
"Why would a waste energy on him?" I asked returning to the spread sheet and he shrugged returning to his work. "They'll be putting him in the cage; I have to see this." I muttered throwing the paper sheets up into the air and taking a short cut to the room where the glass cell was. I jumped up into the rafters and watched as they brought Loki in and contained him.

Nick had a long talk with Loki who took a dig at Bruce which made me want to jump down and kick his butt, but I kept it cool and waited for them to finish. It was difficult to keep myself from laughing as Fury made a few remarks that were comical so I held my breath for a while until he left. "So your name is Loki? God of Mischief." I dropped down behind the glass cell and he turned to face me smiling. "I used to be well acquainted with someone who idolized Norse mythology; I picked up a few things from him." I walked around the cage a bit before sitting down in a chair. "I hated him, and his love for Norse Gods; you in particular. He was infatuated with you." I glared at Loki, his expression was blank; what was he thinking? I can read his mind, but his nightmares what if they were worse than my own? Then it would be a refreshing change, dream another's nightmares for once instead of living my own. Closing my eyes I took in a breath and let my mind clear before I found his.