A Tale of Mischief and Mutants

My Little Mutie

—-Sam—-

Things are going well I'm quite good at stealth. I make my way through the facility with no problems taking out anyone who spots me in complete silence. I'm doing great and I'm almost done I have a headcount of about sixty agents in this section. Then I turn a corner and I freeze in terror. It's him. One of the men who had kept me for all those years stands before me. I see recognition cross his face.

"Well if it isn't my little mutie."

He steps forward and I flinch away from him dropping Mjölnir on the ground I'm fully expecting to be hit.

"What's wrong mutie? You been missing me?"

I look at him too afraid to move I suddenly feel very small.

"Come here!"

I'm too scared not to comply I step forward. He grabs me and forcefully pushes himself onto me forcing me into a kiss. I can't fight back I can hardly even draw in a breath as I'm frozen in complete and horrible terror.

"Looks like you haven't forgotten who owns you."

I stay silent. Speaking has never ended well with him even if he asks a direct question.

"Or have you?"

He's met with more silence I don't know what to do I'm once again in this unwinable situation I know it will only end in pain regardless of what I do. He grabs me by the neck and pushes me down crouching over me. I feel his other hand reach for my belt.

I let out wimpers of dread and terror and feel warm tears roll down my face. I want to fight him but it's like I'm frozen my abilities won't listen to me my limbs won't listen to me the muscles instead shaking uncontrollably in fear. He gets his face up close to me.

"I'll have to remind you."

I feel the buckle on my belt come loose and I close my eyes not wanting to watch what he'll do to me next. Then I hear something happen. I'm relieved at the voice I hear next.

"Mortal what happened?"

I open my eyes to see the wretched man lying dead on the floor one of Loki's daggers lodged through his back into his heart. Loki scoops me off the floor. I can't find my voice. I just sob I know it will attract unwanted attention but I can't hold them back.

"Shhh it's alright mortal, I'm going to get us out of here."

I manage to control my sobbing back into small whimpers. He gets me out and calls for an immediate extraction.

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We sit in the helicarrier now waiting for the fight to be over. I'm still shaking in fear. I never even knew the name of the man who had violated me so many times. Loki looks at me in worry.

"Please Sam tell me what happened."

I manage to get myself to speak my voice is shaky and every word is a battle as I feel like I'm choking on nothing.

"He... he was one of them."

"Did he do anything to you?"

I shake my head knowing what he means by this. I'm thankful that Loki had gotten there in time to stop him. Loki needs no further explanation. He tells an agent in the room to let Fury know what happened and that there could be more people from that human trafficking ring in the building.

I'm done for today. I let Loki hold me feeling protected by him. I don't care how weak I look. I'm done. Too many memories had just been dragged up it was too much to deal with. I suddenly realize I need help I'm drowning in them and I don't know how to come up for air.