Chapter 4: I woke up in a small room with a little light, and was sitting down in the middle of it, tied to a chair, with the friction of the rope burning my wrists. My weapon was taken away, and my mask was gone, too. I guess Loki discovered the hidden pictures and videos. As I used all of my strength to try to break free, Loki opened the door, and walked towards me. My muscles relaxed from the pulling; I wasn't going to get out of the trap. "Hello, Liv." He began. "What do you want with me?" I asked. He sneered, as if he knew that I knew what he was thinking. "You took me for a purpose, what was it?" I paused, but he still didn't say anything. "Tell me!" I finally yelled. Those words somehow reminded him of something, like a painful memory of some sort, because I saw the affliction in his facial expressions. He finally snapped out of it, and spoke. "I want to convince you." He replied. "Convince me? About what?" I questioned. "That I'm not who you think I am." He answered. "That's complete bullshit right there. I heard about your plan: to release the Chutari, and enslave the human race. From prior knowledge, you despised everyone in the kingdom, wanted to kill the Frost Giants civilization and be king of Asgard-" "I never wanted the throne!" He shrieked. "Then what did you want? Why did you leave your family? You know they still miss you. Hell, why did you do all those actions?" I asked. He hung his head down. "Let me explain please." He requested. I kept my mouth shut. "My brother Thor, who you already know and I grew up together; we played, we fought, and no matter what, we still bonded. Our father, Odin, said that both of us were destined to be king. Thor obtained that position before me, which made me feel unwanted. On the day of his crowning, I secretly commanded the Frost Giants to attack, and they did, so Thor and I traveled to their kingdom to battle with them. Nobody knew what I did. One Frost Giant touched me, and I turned blue, just like them. I was different, and pressured my father about the occurrence. He finally confessed that I was adopted, and took me in because he had a vision that one day, the two kingdoms would join together. It made me realize that he loved Thor more than me all these years, because he never wanted a Frost Giant to sit on the throne of Asgard." I started to tear up, but he ignored me. "I wanted to please my 'father' by destroying the Frost Giants myself, because I double-crossed them by killing their king, Laufey, but the plan never went through. I wanted control, but he refused, which made me upset and here I am now craving real power." I was whimpering at this point. We had so much in common, and it was so easy to relate to his problems. "Why cry mortal? You never suffered the pain I went through." "I've been through the same damn thing!" I cried. "Impossible." He assumed. "No, it's possible. I was adopted, like you, and it wasn't after my adoptive parents' death that I found out. They took that secret to their grave, and if my 'sister' never confessed about the adoption, I would've never discovered the truth about myself. It was the reason why she was praised by them all those years. She's dead, and now, I have no family, but Hawkeye, and thank G-d you didn't kill him, yet if you were planning to. He's my pride and joy, and if I lose him, then I'm a goner myself. I know your feelings. I've been through as much as you, and in that position where I wanted to know what it was like to be on top, but I could never experience it." I sobbed.
Heart-breaking stories were discovered in this personal conversation between Loki and Liv. How will this conversation end? Will it end with happiness or sadness? Read on in Chapter 4 cont., to find out! :]