The fourth part of this story. Hope everything comes across ok. Bit concerned.
Chapter 4 (Odin'd)
It was the sound of voices over him that first caused him to stir from his blessed unconsciousness. "... move him soon... Yes, of course...Heimdall, I am your...". He tried to ignore the pounding of his head and sit up, something wasn't right. "No Loki, stay down. You need to rest now" a deep voice, that was more than familiar to him, rumbled above him as a hand came to his shoulder to keep him lying down. Loki's thoughts moved slowly through his brain. Things were wrong. Something was wrong. As he tried to grasp at the thoughts that alluded him he didn't feel himself slip back into sleep or the continued weight of the firm comforting hand on his shoulder.
Loki awoke again, he slowly blinked his eyes open, letting them adjust slowly to the dim light of the room he was in. He didn't recognise the room or indeed the view from the window. He could tell however that he was no longer in Asgard, nowhere in Asgard was as dark or as dismal as this place. He still had trouble putting his thoughts in order and was more than a little confused. Half remembered conversations that had taken place as he lay semi unconsciousness fluttered through his mind. Maybe he was really dead and he had not even been allowed entry into Hel's domain, it wouldn't have surprised him. He didn't feel dead though, his head caused him too much pain for him to actually be dead surely. He struggled to sit up and rise from the bed. His breath came in harsh gasps as he took a moment to recover, his head threatening to make him regret his movements. He persevered and made his way to the only door in the room, he tried to open it but found it locked, he still felt the emptiness of his lack of magic so he didn't even try to form a spell to help him escape. Exhausted he gave up, he moved back to the bed and was thankful that now at least his thoughts were coming to him more easily. He wanted to know where he was but couldn't bring himself to care overly at this point. He lay down and fell into a light sleep, who knew being dead could be so exhausting.
Large hands shook him awake, he startled and his eyes found the face of the being that had awoken him and he was overtaken with blind panic. "No, no, no,no...not you... no" He babbled a litany of incoherent words as he struggled out of the beings grip and promptly fell off the bed in his haste to get away. He stilled on the floor, vainly and childishly hoping that the being would just go away. The deep noxious laughter of the creature was loud in Loki's ears as the being walked around the bed and bodily picked him up and placed him once again on top of the bed. By this time the fight had gone out of Loki, he let himself be manoeuvred, staying limp and placid as the creature brought itself a chair over and sat at his bedside. Loki forced himself to look in the face of 'The Other', the being that he had communicated through during his invasion of Midgard. It was a long moment before 'The Other' spoke "I did promise you little God, He will make you long for something as sweet as pain before this ends" 'The Other' sat back in his chair seemingly relishing in the horror and confusion that crossed over his prisoner's face. "Why are you confused? You knew the price of failure and your father found out the price of keeping you safe in Asgard. He thought an invasion of his realm too costly a price for the protection of the likes of you" 'The Other' sneered, knowing what he was about to reveal would destroy his prisoner and he could hardly contain himself. "We contacted your father, offering a deal. The tesserect will be ours in time anyway and it is hardly the only power source in the universe... but you little God. You were to be kept from us, under the protection of Asgard. Avoiding His punishment. We couldn't allow that could we little Godling"
Loki listened with growing horror as 'The Other' described the Chitauri plans to invade Asgard to get to him and how they would have succeeded. 'The Other' described in detail, with a growing pleasure that was obvious, how the All-father had allowed the man he called a son to be given over to the enemy, bound for, as yet unknown, tortures and pain. Loki for his part sat in silence and listened to the words that spilled from the creatures lips and was surprised that he agreed with the All-father on his decision, Loki knew he was not worth protecting, especially if price was the destruction of all of Asgard, there are not many that were worth that, Thor might be one of them but that mattered little now. Loki was still convinced that if the Chitauri ever invaded Asgard, the Asgardians would not be on the winning side. "You understand then Loki, nobody wants you. You will be but a distant memory in Asgard soon, unmourned by the masses and easily forgotten, but our great leader and Master wants you here Loki. You are wanted here. Do you understand?" 'The Other' asked while reaching a hand out and caressing Loki's cheek, the being looked out at him from under his hood awaiting Loki's answer. Trying not to flinch away from the touch, Loki answered quietly with a voice full of all the resignation and disappointment he couldn't stop himself from feeling, "I understand."
A horrible smile, that boded no good for Loki, passed over the beings lips as 'The Other' nodded and removed his hand before saying, "Good, He wishes to see you as soon as possible. Come then, follow me".
Just to make sure, 'The Other' was the name given to the Chitauri guy that was Loki's contact on IMDB so that was the name I used for him. Thanks for reading.