A/N Hey peeps, So sorry for le delay, Writers block sucks and I got a new computer,
Enjoy the newest instalment of Eternal Connection
Warnings for: Blood, Torture, e.t.c
Blackness swarmed his vision as yet another strike was brought down onto his back, blood pooling underneath him. Long black hair clung to his face, damp with blood and sweat. The whip met his back causing him to convulse in pain, but he didn't scream, he didn't cry like they had thought him to do, no, he was better than that. He wouldn't be treated like a toy. A chitauri wrenched his hand away from his body, bending it until it was at an unnatural angle, matching his other hand…
The chitauri wrenched his head upwards, forcing him to look the soldier in the face. Dull, lifeless green eyes and thin face was all it would ever see, it would never see emotion in that thin face. "You will tell us the location of the Tesseract, You will retrieve it for us". Loki rose his chin, a gleam of defiance in the dull green eyes. The chitauri brandished a cruel looking knife coated in blue liquid, probably some kind of poison. Loki laughed, "your empty threats mean nothing to me, chitauri filth" defiance practically oozing out of him. The chitauri's face contorted with rage for a split second then morphed into a sick grin as it brought the knife to Loki's arm "so be it". The chitauri thrusted the knife into his arm and left the room as wildfire spread up Loki's body. His vision became distorted, and eventually he fell into the same unconsciousness that greeted him after every session.
*poke* Loki stirred only slightly, an impatient huff echoed around the room. "Are you even alive?" a young female voice bounced off his face, "I didn't want to do this, sleepy" the female put her hands on Loki's ribs - loki's breathing remained still - she leant over his body and traced her hands down his body.
From his hips, down his leg and his feet, she stopped there, hands caressing his foot. She pressed thin fingers against the soles of his feet, and scratched lightly with the tips of her nails.
Loki moaned and rolled over while the girl just had a bronze eyebrow raised "I see you're awake now" Loki was up on his feet in an instant, dull green eyes flitting around the room, searching for a threat.
The girl froze, hand still on his foot, "who are you… and why are your hands on my foot?" the girl blushed "um, you wouldn't wake up and I had to, uh, tickle your foot?"
The cell went awkwardly silent.
Loki huffed, looking around at anywhere but the girl, she tucked a bronze strand behind her elfish ear
"Are you an elf?" confused green eyes locked onto his face "Um… are you?" "No, I don't have elf ears, unlike you" "I have no idea what an elf is"
Loki raised his dark eyebrow then shook his head
"Never mind"
the girl snickered
"Do you have a name?"
Loki snorted "Of course I have a name do you?" she smirked "If you'll tell me yours" Loki's face receded into a blank mask
"what, don't like your name?" "Loki" he said without a seconds delay.
The girl frowned in thought "it's… been a long time since I've…. used my name…. it starts with an "E" though" Loki frowned and hummed with thought
"Emily?"
she thought for a second then shook her head
"Emerald?"
she shook her head
"... Emma?"
her face scrunched up and she shrugged
"It sounds right but… I'm not sure"
Loki rubbed his face with his hands, fatigue was taking its toll on him
"How about we stick with Emma, you do look like one."
she sighed in agreement, she might never know her real name, but it is better than having no name at all.
"Loki….?"
all she got was a mumbled reply
"What is it like…where you come from?"
Loki drew up, slowly "Why are you asking me this?" Emma's eyes locked onto his "Where do you come from?"
Loki's eyes grew slightly distant
"Where I come from there are nine realms all a part of Yggdrasil. Asgard is land of the Aesir, Vanaheim is land of the Vanir, Alfheim is land of the Light elves"
He gestured to Emma's ears, she raised a bronze eyebrow
"Midgard is the center realm, home of the Humans or Mortals, Jotunheim land of the Frost Giants, Svartalfheim land of the Dark elves, Nidavellir land of the Dwarfs, Niflheim which is cold and empty (A/N not really sure if Niflheim is empty or not) and under Niflheim is Helheim, land of the dead."
Loki's eyes grew misty at that, which confused Emma slightly
"And Muspelheim, land of the Fire Demons and Fire Giants, I come from Asgard."
Loki finished, steely eyes in her direction, waiting for her answer "I… don't know" She rushed the sentence out eyes darting around the cell.
Before he could question this, the door to the cell hissed open, revealing two chitauri, one holding a pair of metal arm bands and the other wielding two syringes. The first one (With the arm bands) approached Loki and wrenched his hand away from his body, slapping on one of the armbands.
A chilly sensation swam up from his right arm, Loki looked down at his fingertips in horror as the same cobalt skin he had grown up learning to despise, made its way up his arm spreading the cobalt across him like ink on paper.
Emma watched the blue race up Loki's arm, across his body, to his head turning his eyes blood red and leaving ridges on his forehead. Loki turned his head away and the chitauri with the syringes stalked over to Loki as the pale started to slowly creep down from his head.
"Jotun, the blue stays." the chitauri hissed and stabbed the syringe into his arm, effectively keeping him a Jot-thing. The chitauri turned to her, snatching the other armband from the other chitauri and walking over to her, oblivious to her racing heart and screaming thoughts.
They can't know, They can't! She pushed herself away from the offending presence "Keep that thing AWAY from me!" Loki cocked his blue head to the side, watching the spectacle with a bemused expression.
The chitauri cursed in its own foul language as Emma dodged another swing of his fist, while running through its legs.
She twisted away from the other chitauri as it tried to push her down.
She turned to see the cell door,
open and free of guards,
Not looking back she bolted past the pair of guards, and straight towards the door,not noticing the guard aiming a stun gun at her.
It pulled the trigger as she reached the frame, the bolt of energy knocking the wind out of her as she fell.
"Ow…."
the chitauri who shot her stalked over and grabbed a fistfull of her bronze hair and raised her to eye level, all funny moments were gone now "You are testing my patience… Skrull" her eyes widened oh no he didn't.
Loki on the other hand was sound asleep, fatigue had really taken its toll on him.
He had been watching, but then again, he hadn't slept for along time.
The chitauri reached down and roughly tugged her arm towards it, shoving the armband onto her arm and injecting the contents of the of the syringe into her arm before slamming her into the wall
- rudely awakening Loki from his nap -
and hissing a colourful threat at her then punching the door shut.
Loki stared as Emma's elf ears became actual elf ears
- Loki almost thought she was an elf -
until green flooded up her arms and her irises turned the same red as loki's eyes, but only the irises.
Her short brown rag of a dress stood out against her green features, it faintly reminded him of the Doctor's green beast. Loki realised that she was staring at him
"You're cold"
Loki glared at her, what was that Midgardian saying again, No shit sherlock or something, he didn't understand who this sherlock was.
It was freezing, and being cold-blooded didn't help
"Loki it's really cold"
"So?"
"Can you do something about it?"
"I don't know, can I?"
"I hate you"
"Doesn't everyone?"
"Hjasbkn!"
"That's not even english!"
"Maybe I'm not trying to speak english"
"It's not even a language!"
An Explosion rattled the cell "What was that?" they both said in unison
A/N Cliffhanger!
What do you think of my OC so far, It's practically me but younger, way younger
This is my first story, so I'm not as good as I could be
Again I'm sooooooo sorry for the delay
I only write for your entertainment, and my explosive imagination needs an outlet
VividPhox out! *scampers away*