I know the chapter is small, but they will get longer. Please R&R. This is the first fanfiction with Loki as OC, so please give me a chance. Hope you like it.

WARNINGS: (torture in future chapters, i will tell you which chapter)

Chapter 1

Loki wondered the streets of New York. Blood dripped down his face and onto the pavement. Blood covered his hands and he winced in pain from the burns that scared all of his body everything he stepped forward. It was night, 3:46am to be correct. There won't many people around, and most of them were drunk so they didn't notice him. He lifted his left foot up and put it in front of his right foot. Then he lifted his right foot and put it in front of his left foot. He did this over and over again. trying to keep going and not stop. It would be bad to pass out in the middle of the street in New York. When you're the mad god that tried to take over the world last year, not many people liked you. He winced in pain and another wave of fire licked over him body.

Thanos

Thanos was doing this. Loki was in so much pain, but he kept walking, dragging his feet as he walked. He knew that he was going to pass out soon from the pain and he wished that it would end, the pain. Too much pain. It hurt so badly. Thanos had tortured him and had burned him to no ends. He was blue, his frostgaint colour, showing, around the burns. Loki snarled under his breath, not being able to snarl any louder. He grabbed hold of his stomach. The pain. He wanted to curl up and die, the torture wouldn't stop though. Slowly and surely, Loki knew the pain would stop and he would hopeful die and go to hell of some sort. Loki needed help. He was broken and in pain. No-one around not, no-one was there to help him. Not even his brother, Thor.

He wondered down the street and not looking where he was going, ran head on into a brown haired women. She gasped when she saw him, and the she recognised him from last year as the mad man that wanted to take over the world and screamed. She ran away from him. Loki winced in pin from the women banging into him.

THE PAIN!

Loki fell to the ground on his knees and was on all fours, he panted. He needed to breath, but his throat and lungs protested against it. Loki grabbed his neck wanting nothing more than the cool release of death to take over him. His body burned, he felt like someone had thrown him into a fire…

Loki… of Asgard. Beaten and tortured until he wanted to die. He took in a deep breath only to stop half way through because of the roaring pain in his throat and lungs. Loki pressed one hand against his stomach. It killed. He started to shake more violently and his arms and knees couldn't hold him anymore.

He curled up into a ball and shut his eyes tightly. He was choking.

He couldn't breathe…

Darkness haunted him and he wanted nothing more than to welcome it, to take over him. He heard footsteps and flinched away from the loud noise of the footsteps. He felt someone bend down next to him. A hand touched his shoulder and he flinched away, and yelled in pain. His throat hurt and his voice cracked and he felt silence.

'Loki?'

The voice came from far away, in the distance. Loki couldn't grab hold of the voice. He tried to listen to it but the pain was too much.

'Loki? Can you hear me?'

The voice echoed in his head. Bouncing off the walls in his head. He flung his arms up in front of him trying to grab hold of something anything. Nothing that would show him that he wasn't going to be trapped in the darkness forever, never dying, only seeing darkness every day and night. Never seeing the sun again.

Burning.

Some pressed a hand against his forehead and he winced away from it.

'Sshhh… Loki? It's going to be fine,'

The voice told him, but Loki didn't believe it. He felt his arms fall back to the ground and he felt the darkness take him again…

He slipped over the edge and passed out.