Loki heard the metal grate sliding open and he turned. He expected to see a guard, or maybe Thor, his brother. But his eyebrows raised when a Platinum haired woman wearing asgardian tight-fitting clothes strided in, closing the gate behind her. Loki still had the mouth-clasp on, but he sat up against the wall, pulling at the black chains around his wrists. She had dark grey eyes, and alabaster skin that matched her pale hair. Lokis eyes flicked down to her bodice. It had been a long time since he had felt anything along the lines of desire. But he had been in the prison for two months - too long for little to no contact with anyone.
"Loki." She said, checking around the cell for anyone around. He expected her to beat him, to question him or taunt him, but she turned, walked over to him, leant down and slid the panel on his mouth guard, clicking it open. She pulled it off tenderly.
Loki gasped for air when it clattered to the floor, closing his eyes and relishing in this marginal increase of freedom. When he looked back down, the woman was on her knees in front of him, her head lowered. She raised her eyes to his. "My lord." She said.
Loki frowned for a second. She was submitting herself to him - unusual in his position, tied up in prison.
"Untie me. We have not much time." Loki commanded, and she obliged, with quick fingers, slipping a small iron nail out of one of her bracelets and using it to lockpick his shackles. Once he pulled off the chains, Loki stood, angling his face up to the sky, inhaling deeply. He looked down to where the girl was kneeling on one knee, her head bowed to him. He admired the way her spine arched, her neck curved up to her perfect hair.
"What is your name, servant?" Loki asked.
"Lolita." She replied, looking up to him, licking her plump lips.
"Who are you? What business is it for you to unchain me?"
"I am an admirer." She said simply. Loki smirked, and looked around him, smiling. "Stand." He commanded. She did, bringing herself up to full height. His eyes roamed down her body, then back to her face. She had a malicious glimmer in her eyes. Loki liked that. She reached over her shoulder, and pulled out a large blue blade and handed it to Loki.
"I could not go after the sceptre. I am not allowed back on earth." She said, drawing out her own identical blade. Loki felt the cold metal in his hand, and grinned.
"You are not allowed on mortal earth? Why?"
"Reasons I assure you would appreciate." She smiled. Loki grinned, deciding he could trust her. He walked over to the gate and threw it open, ordering her to follow. The first guards that came around the corner were immediately impaled through the chest, one, two, three asgardian bodies dropped to the ground. Loki relished the violence, the feeling of freeness. People were going to pay for locking him up.
Too soon, though, the prison alarm began to ring. More guards hurried round - oblivious to their impending death. Loki was particularly impressed by Lolitas killing - she quickly ended five guards and cut the keys from around one of their necks. There were shouts, rising above the piercing alarm. Lolita told him to duck behind the corner, and they both stood still as a troop of guards ran the other way, not seeing them.
"This way, my lord."
Loki strided after her, blade in hand, until they reached a large glass door. Outside the door was a large open-roof warehouse, filled with row upon row of small spaceplanes. Lolita tossed him the keys and hid by the wall again as more guards passed, obviously heading to Lokis empty cell. Loki took the largest key and shoved it in the door. There were shouts behind them, one of which Loki swore was his brother, Thor. electrical pulses flowed through the door as it recognised the key, and the glass melted away, letting Loki run through it - Lolita following after. The nearest plane was only 100m away, but there were around 10 guards running after them.
"Loki!" Lolita shouted. Loki turned, and saw they were almost behind him. She threw him her blade, and he caught it with ease. "Get to the ship!"
He turned, the ship not 50m away now. As he leapt into the seat and jammed a puzzle-shaped key into the surface, he looked out the front to see the guards converging on Lolita. They pulled her arms behind her back roughly and clamped on a mouth guard, just like he had worn. She was looking into his eyes, and they kept eye contact until they hauled her away violently, shoving her back inside. Two other figures, one his brother, Thor, sprinted up to the ship. Loki had just enough time to start the plane and hover off.