A/N: So, this is a preview of a fic based on a nightmare I had. It's an interrogation/torture session with Loki as the torturer and a girl as the captive. The girl in the dream was of course me, but I'm not going to make this about me. So, this girl will remain nameless, therefore, she can be whoever you like!
Enjoy the preview, and I hope to upload the full story soon. To be truthful, I don't even know WHY I even started writing it in the first place, the dream was awful!
"Loki." He stopped laughing, raising her eyebrows at her.
"Yes?" She tugged at her bounds as hard as she could.
"Let me go." He shook his head.
"Oh, I'm afraid I cannot do that."
"Why?" He flashed his signature smirk, making her insides flutter.
"I need something from you." He began to walk, circling her slowly. "And I am not going to let you go, until I get it." She didn't follow him. She kept her gaze straight above her. His presence was intimidating enough, the circling only added to the uncomfortable feelings.
"What do you want?" She tugged again. He turned his attention to her, chuckling.
"It is no use trying to escape, my dear. It is not going to work in your favour." He continued his walk. "I need you, to tell me something very important. Something that will help me." She broke her gaze to frown at him.
"Why would I, help YOU?" He didn't respond to her question. He stood still, watching her tug at her bounds.
"My my. You are desperate, aren't you?" She shot him a Look, making him chuckle. He began to walk again. "I need you to tell me, what The Avengers plans are." Plans? She hadn't been told anything about any plans.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He grinned, walking closer to her.
"Oh, I think you do."
"I DON'T." The sudden rise of her voice stopped him in his tracks, before he walked over and stood over her. Her breathing quickened as he reached down and covered her mouth with his hand. She began to struggle, letting out muffled cries and screams of terror and frustration.
"No no. There will be none of that." She fell silent, breathing heavily as he removed his hand, watching him begin to circle her again. "You may be wondering why I have bound you. Why I have rendered you helpless in this way. In such a way, that you cannot even defend yourself." He looked at her as he walked. "This is part of my method of extracting my information from you." She struggled again, knowing how useless it would be to do so, but it was all that she could think to do.