A gush of water landed on Seph's face the coldness jolted her nervous system.
"What the hell!" she screamed the ground below her shaking and beginning to crack.
This room wasn't the same room she had been in a night ago. For one there were no windows and she was on a ground floor, dirt laid below her now bare feet. She was still in the same torn black cocktail dress. Her body sore from the electric shocks administrated on her. From the corner of her eye she saw him observing her.
"Good again," said the blonde man. The same vacant ice blue eyes stared at her.
She knew only two outcomes could come from this situation, she could keep trying to defy the man in front of her who would either kill her for her unwillingness to cooperate or she could show him how useless she was how out of control her abilities (if you could call them that )were.
His hand turned on the metal rod and she heard the crackling. Widening her stance she pushed her palms upward willing the ground to break.
A groan left her mouth and sweat began to drip down her forehead. Much to her surprise and dismay the ground began to open, ridges started from where she stood to a few feet past the man. She steadied herself against a wall.
He gave her a strange smile sending shivers down her spine.
"Loki will be pleased with the progress, I've made in this short time. You're energy has increased 80% of what it was before, "He pointed to monitor in the room.
Her eyes shifted nervously. "After you passed out I implanted a microchip into your skin," he rolled his shoulders looking at the screen again before turning back to the brunette. She began to palm at any visible skin. "I would not touch it if I was you."
A knock came to the door. Another man this one younger with the same blue eyes stepped in with bundle of what seemed to be clothes under his arm.
"This should be your size, plus you can't keep training in this attire," said the older man.
Training she thought with an arched brow, he had to be kidding. Before Seph could say another word her torturer/mad scientist stiffened and began to turn towards the door.
"Wait is that all, all I get?" questioned Seph her voice filled with annoyance and exhaustion.
"A meal will come later," he answered out of the room as the door shut behind him.
"Fuck a meal I need a shower," she muttered before changing into what might look like regular workout clothes. But the material was much more durable still it felt light on her skin.
She began to panic she felt helpless what was she going to do? What did Loki want with her? Did he mean to use her in his plan to enslave the human race? She would die before helping him become dictator of the whole planet. Her mind churned for another hour more questions flashed before her.
Would he kill her family if she denied him? Could she do anything to stop him? Where was he?
Sleep overtook her once more, this time her awakening was not as crude as the last two but just as terrifying.
"Apologies for the less than civilized accommodations dove," came a voice she had heard a few times but would now remember for the rest of her life.
"Yes, well a shower would be a nice, my freedom if you could," she said in a bitter voice.
"Freedom?" he scoffed, "None of you will be free" he traced the edge of her face a cynical smile on his face. She pushed his hand away from her face while he added, "All in due time I suppose."
"You think I'll be calling you master like the rest of your zombies?" she spit out, "You'll be waiting a long time."
"Such spirit and fire" he chuckled, "I'm impressed," she could hear the mocking nature of his compliment.
"Nonetheless that's not what I need or want" his eyes bored into hers.
"My brother has joined forces with others like yourself," he circled around the young woman, "Well similar in some aspects I would say. Now my questions to you would be how many more are there like you?"
Noticing the confusion on her face he grabbed her shoulders pushing her against the wall, "I would not lie, or play the fool."
"I didn't know there were others like me. I swear!" she said feeling his fingers dig into her shoulders. She pondered using her abilities but decided against it.
Pushing her back with a bit more force he released her looking at her face for any signs of a ruse.
With a click of his tongue he relaxed, "That buffoon, won't best me this time. I swear it Thor won't win, not with who I have backing me. Now with you, the humans will realize who their God is."
Seph rubbed her shoulders and bit her tongue she wanted to scream out delusional monster.
Her eyes furrowed in thought before she could stop herself she asked, "Thor? Norse mythology hammer wielding God of thunder?" How had she not made any connection especially when she had learned his name that night. Though at the time she thought he was a crazy mortal man not the trickster immortal from her mythology books.
"Of course you mortals love your tales of Thor," he scoffed before a scowl settled on his face. Wow she could practically feel the tension rolling off him. She shut her mouth, she was not opening whatever the hell that was.
"Sephone, you will do this" he said with no hint of emotion.
"My parents?" she questioned.
"For now they're safe, later depends on you, sweet girl" he smiled. His mood swings were giving her whiplash. Well what did she expect he was a charming, elitist, psychopathic immortal with a chip on his shoulder; a chip that no doubt had something to do with that brother of his.
She nodded she was no match for him, at least not physically but perhaps she could use that ego of his against him.
"A few hours and I'll be back. Then we'll see what you can really do," he said glancing at her like one would do new toy.
"Wait, you'll be assessing me?" panic was evident in her voice. "What about the blonde man?" She shuddered at the thought of being alone with Loki while he pushed her to her limit.
"Selvig is indisposed with a more pressing manner, besides I'm the one you serve." He transformed once more with a wave of his hand the scepter coming to his right hand.
"Don't miss me too much dove," he smirked at her. A small blush dusted her face, while she waved a hand at him dismissively.
Disappearing before her, she fell back onto the floor. The door opened once more revealing the young man from earlier.
"Loki, has instructed I bring you to your room, follow me" said the man in a monotone voice.
Standing up she looked out the door into the hall, the man had come to stand in middle of the hall way.
"Oy c'mon I don't have all day," he said annoyed this time. With no acknowledgement of his comment she followed him. From what she could gather they were in some sort of warehouse or bunker. A small door opened, the room was modest but Seph was happy to see a bed and adjoined bathroom. A smile grazed her face but she quickly willed it away there was no way she was going to feel any gratitude to Loki it was his fault she was filthy and tired.
The hazel eyed woman stripped down and entered the shower and began wipe all the grime off her. Tomorrow was an important day; she had to prove her worth to Loki. She had to find his weakness. No matter how much he wanted to convince everyone and himself that he was a God she knew he wasn't. The glimpse she had seen told a different story. She suddenly felt guilty of her intentions; pushing that emotion aside she wielded herself to remember his intentions, his cruel sadistic intentions.
She fell asleep a bit more at peace at least now she had a plan. Reckless and stupid she told herself but it was all she had and that gave her hope.
A/N I have messed a bit with the speed of some of the events. For one Loki is captured but has a few days in between before the battle in New York City. Some other elements may be changed but not much. Some scenes may be cut due to the fact that I can't cover every single thing. But just fill in the blank with the general plot of the two films. I will try to remember to do a small recap when a scene is skipped but I am including in order keeping the reader in the loop. Hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it J
