Walking Nightmare

Chapter 10

"Leave me be Thor"

"Not until you speak with me" the girp on her arm tightened slightly "Thor, leave me" "not. Until. I speak. With. YOU!'' His abnormal behaviour was making her panic "you" he pushed her to the wall pinning his hand on either side of her head "listen. To me, you answer. Only to me, got that" she nodded her head vigorously 'sike' another thing she learnt about Midgard "does this hurt" "what-" she kneed him right where it all hurts the men.

She pushed herself away from him and ran, she let out a painful groan, the migrain coming back and the tightness in her chest returning ''oh no, not now, please" she fell to her knees and before she knew it, she was being teleported to Gods know where.

Swirling around the different mixtures of red, black and white she was thrown yet again into a another wall "what is it with these walls, Gods" she stood up being wary of her dress, not wanting to tear it she carefully lifted it up before placing it back down beside her.

Walking through the familiar halls a small smile crept on her face "yes" she whispered, she now had a huge smile on her face, one that was growing by the secound, until she saw light shining in one of the rooms "is it-" her eyes roamed the entire room, top to bottom as if she's never seen it before when indeed she has.

Her eyes scanned the room for a familar face yet she didn't find it, she stopped mid way glancing over inside the cage to where 'Loki' she covered her mouth with her hand, she saw his bare back covered in cuts and bruises, not old either they looked fresh maybe even a couple of hours old "Loki" her hands pressed against the glass "what have they done to you" her eyes started to water "leave me you mewling quim" her eyes widened "what" it only came out as a whisper, barely even audible "I said leave me" "I-" "what are you doing here?" She turned around a few gaurds were standing there armed with their weapons. Loki turned his gaze slightly, so he could 'just' see her "nothing, just came for an evening stroll, what about you what are you- oh thats right I never cared, now leave my sight before I have all of you beheaded" even in his heavily injured and abused state he couldn't help the smirk rising to his face "who are you to tell these orders, we only answer to our king" "answer to this" with a wave of her hand the gaurds armor starting melting off of them, burning there skin in the process. This is why the reason he finds her special she has this certain 'something' to her that he can't help but love, he mentally scoffed 'love'.

Their screams were probably heard from the outside, hence the loud yelling and shouting coming from a short distance "Loki" she placed a hand on the glass one more time while his back still faced her, a small frown appearing on her face before she turned herself invisible this time, wanting to know how to get here so she wouldn't have to endure so much pain herself just to get here.

She quietly laughed to herself as she watched the men scramble on their feet to help the two gaurds who's skin was burning, she knew that she had some evil in her, like who would laugh at someone who's basically on fire, 'me' she was trying so hard to contain her laughter but had some feeling that Loki knew she was there and was laughing because she turned her head and saw a smirk on Loki's lips.

Enchessa was proud of herself, maybe not for the right reasons but for current situation at hands it was 'totally worth it', another saying from Midgard the meaning when something is worth the time, effort and the meaning for it to be special, in this case Loki... She knew it in her heart that Loki had found an irreversible place in there.

'I will get you out of there'.

Stopping ever so often as more gaurds ran down the halls there weapons in their hands ready to attack if it was necessarily "Gods what have I done" she regreted saying that as one of the guards snapped their head towards her direction. "Who's there?" He was clutching his spear tightly, he was afraid. She only smirked 'oh the fun we're going to have' he walked up to her and she touched his temple pressing her fingers and withdrawing epochs from his past 'all pasts have hurt' she took out his most feared memory and played it like a movie inside his head, momentarily paralyzing him.

He was running and screaming, his seven year old self  not being able to do much against the attack from the other village over the western side. "Please! Someone help" he was carrying his baby brother as the men were chasing him with swords, torches and axes. He had tears running down his face as he tripped and rolled down the cliff-like hill, holding his brother in his chest, trying to stop him from getting hurt.

They came to a stop so the little boy clutched his brother closer to him and stood up, using his tired legs to push himself into a running pace "you there!" It was them, they wouldn't give up, whatever had they done to them to deserve this much pain, death and grief from others he doesn't know.

Running for what felt like hours on end, he finally came to a stop in front of a lake, peaceful, calm and mezmerising in all it's beauty "wow" but before he knew it a hydra appeared from the lake itself, swiping one of it's tails and hitting the little boy, sending him flying into a tree, his back turned to it trying to take as much of the blow up onto hiself instead of his baby brother "no'' he cried and after all the that his long lost savior came the gaurds of Asgard had arrived as well as the golden haired prince. But the hydra had taken his baby brother into his jaws, slicing him into pieces and chewing him up like a snack, then going for another-

She had enough of the memory, pulling her hand back and almost stumbling over herself before taking off in the direction he had come from "I'm sorry" she whispered, feeling bad to bring up a memory such as that.

Finally exiting the dungeon like place that was to what she assumed to be underneath the castle of Asgard, so essentially the prison for all the criminals brought here from other Realms.

"Is this how cruel he really is" she was fuming, how can such a man, a ruler of Asgard, a King! She couldn't believe it "neither can I" her head turned to- "Frigga" "yes my dear, I know none of what he does down in those cells, but I know that my Loki is down there suffering" "I want to help him" even Enchessa was surprised by her answer, Frigga was staring attentively at her "I want that too, maybe you could do just that" and with that she walked off "I could do just that?" She was confused 'do what exactly?'.

That's when she froze "wait, I forgot to thank him" she let out a very un-lady-like groan "whyyyyyy''.

[A/N: Little dramatic isn't she, well what can I do... If Loki were to Vs anyone including Sif, Hogun, Fandral and Thor who would win? I reckon Loki 'I wonder why hmmmmmmm'.