Forever. I Promise (Sequel to As one. Always)

Chapter 7

Loki’s P.O.V

The view outside my cell was the same as always. Dull. This was beginning to get tedious.

I sighed, glancing at the prisoners in the cells across from me. Miserable rogues, thieves and mercenaries. A fine collection of criminals were here, in these walls, until they succumbed to death or madness. Or managed to escape, something no one had ever done.

Yet.

I watched as they restlessly paced their cells. Odin had brought in new prisoners again, more dirty, poor creatures. Aimless lives they lived. I sighed again, before letting myself flop onto my bed. I bounced a bit, before settling.

I refused to spend the rest of my life here. Even if Noelle somehow proved my innocence, I doubt Odin would let me out into society so easily.

And there is no proof. That was the key problem. There was not one scrap of evidence to show that I was truly innocent. None could penetrate my mind when he took over. No one could see him taking my mind by force. Except Noelle. And she wouldn’t be taken seriously; she was biased.

And being manipulated to do a crime still made you a criminal, whether you wanted to kill 80 humans in two days or not.

Yes, I was definitely trapped here, whether I liked it or not.

I reached to the bedside table, finding a small cup. I examined the fine detailing, the glint of the gold in the light, and tossed it in the air. I watched it spin, before catching it again. Toss, observe, catch, repeat. Toss, observe, catch, repeat. This is a fine way to spend eternity.

This wasn’t what I wanted. What I had planned.

I had planned to propose to the woman I loved. I had planned to spend my life with her. But that dream was dead. It had been murdered, long ago, by Thanos and the ones keeping me from peace.

But, there was no point in dwelling on what could have been. What should have been.

I caught the cup once more, when the roar outside caught my ears…a riot? The light in my cell flickered. Sitting up, I looked out past the golden walls to see guards running one way, only to be killed by a malicious creature.

This. I thought. Can’t be good.

And then I felt it. The creeping sensation, the feeling of being watched. And when I turned to look into the icy stare of this demon, it wasn’t me looking back.

I felt my own mind shrinking back, and him sneaking forward.

“Didn’t we tell you?” The raspy, guttural voice said, mockingly. “There would be no place for you to hide. Resistance is futile. You cannot stay free forever.”

I needed Noelle. I needed her to bring me back. Keep me sane. But I found my mind immobilized. There was no way to reach for her…

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Noelle’s P.O.V

“Sif, come on. Jane seems really nice.” I said over my bowl of soup. I wasn’t really hungry, but Sif needed some company. For once though, I wished I didn’t have to hear this rant.

I didn’t know Jane that well, but Thor was in love with her. She made him happy. He practically glowed when she came out of the room, dressed like an Asgardian princess. She seemed really sweet, and I liked her already.

But not everyone felt the same.

“She is the reason we have so much trouble on our hands. She is carrying the Aether around!” Sif raged, her eyes blazing. “She should have never come here. She doesn’t belong in Asgard.”