this is a one shot I thought about...
Loki sat on the bench in his cell, looking in to a body length mirror. He was battling him self and he was loosing. he stared at the mirror lost in his battling thoughts.
" Am I cursed" Loki asked himself. and he could only think of one answer " Oh yes" the mirrored Loki had an evil grin. while Loki shed a single tear he spoke again to himself " So I am locked up hear until you might have any use of me" Loki blinked and cried some more. " until I open the door, until your force is mine to command you are but of two words to me" The Loki in the mirror made a fist. " but why" Loki buried his face in his palms.
" why not?"
" B-because I am the monster parents tell their children about at night?" More tears shed from his eyes.
"what?" Loki scowled at him self.
" Tell me!" his eyes were red and his pale skin blotched from crying.
" Well yes, can you wipe out that much red? Is there enough rain to wash out your sins? Could it be all blown away? NO! it can't"
Loki still crying. All the memories came back to him, all the people he hurt, their home destroyed because of some reckless child trying to prove himself a man.
"Do you see? Your failure? Its all humiliating and coming back. Slowly killing you until you are no more" Loki whipped his hand to the side for gesture.
one memory, one horrid memory came to his mind and he spoke those exact words " you know it all makes sense now, no matter how much you claimed to lov-" Loki was cut of by his own thought yet again.
" ENOUGH! this is a child's prayer PATHETIC! I remember you tossing me into abyss, your ledger is dripping, it's gushing red, and you think saving yourself will change anything? well...do you?" The mirrored Loki yelled. "N-no" Loki dropped to his knees in agony. In regret. In pain. "Please help" he whispered. And closed his eyes and buried his palms in to his face.
it hope it makes sense...please review!