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Loki knew something was wrong. He felt it, but he didn't knew what it was. There was just this subtle feeling of danger in his chest, and he didn't knew what to do. Shaking the trickster sat on the hospital bed and stared at the wall. The plate with the sandwich was still next to him, untouched. Never again he would eat something, even if that would mean his death.

The God had to find out what was happening out there, but leaving the hospital room was no option.
Out of nothing an idea formed in his head..
"Um... Jarvis?" he said and felt like a complete idiot talking with an empty room.
"Yes, sir?"
"I... I am not sure, but I think there is something happening out there... I feel tension forming. What are the Avengers doing?"
"They are currently talking to Mr. Fury. He arrived a few minutes ago -"
Loki's face froze. Fury? He was here?
"What are they talking about?", Loki whispered with a raspy voice.
"Currently they are discussing what they should do with you, sir. Mr. Fury isn't very fond of you being here."

The worst scenarios showed up in this mind. They could decide to kill him, or worse, bring him back to Asgard.
The weakened God buried his face in his hands and tried to avoid the upcoming memories...

Metal splinters

No, he had to think of other things... nice things... There had to be some good memories somewhere in his mind...

Razor blades

A shaky scream left Loki's mouth and tears ran down his boney cheeks. Desperation filled his heart, and almost frantic he stood up and ran to the door.

Locked. They locked the door.
They never planned to help him, they just wanted to capture him, pretended to be nice, but all they wanted was to bring him back to Asgard. Back to Odin.

"NEVER! Can you hear me? Never am I going back to this place. Never!" he shouted manic and ran his long fingers through his black hair. There had to be another way...

Loki's green eyes wandered through the room and scanned everything for something to open the door. But nothing.. Only some syringes, scalpels...
Well, then he had to go for the only alternative.

***

"Did you hear that?" Tony asked.
They sat in the meeting room and were still discussing as the sound of someone shouting interrupted them. Now they sat there listening. But silence was everything they heard.

"That was Loki", Thor whispered and stood up. "We have to check if everything is alright."
Nat frowned and asked: "And why? Surely he just wants some atten-"
A loud bang coming from the hospital room interrupted her.
Sighing Fury stood up as well and said: "I wanted to talk to him anyways."

No one spoke a word as they walked down the hallway, until they arrived at the hospital room door.
Bruce pulled out the keys to the room and unlocked the door. Slowly he pushed open the white door and was the first one who looked inside the room.
"Oh my god..." he said shocked and ran up to the God, who was sitting in a corner surrounded by blood and a scalpel, laying in front of him.

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