Again- took me long to update. For this I am sorry! But the action is only beginning!
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Little Loki had fallen asleep now, curled in his corner with a sad limp pillow, sleeping away. He had no nightmares- but no dreams either… so sleeping wasn't exactly a blessing for him. But with all the stress that recently happened, his body finally caved. It was like that strange feeling of blacking out then waking up again- only to find you've slept for 5 hours… even if it felt like 5 seconds. But this time he slept- he saw flashes of things. No noise, just pictures. He was running- running in the cold and tundra looking place.
Blue people chasing him now- cursing awful words that he didn't understand. Arrows shot near him- and he was… wailing? Again, no noise. But-
His leg twitched at the sound of his glass door sliding open- only to reveal a familiar face. Natasha. So sitting up immediately, he cried out, tugging on his chains to run to her.
"ShShhhh," she soothed, putting a finger over her mouth. "Shh." With her noises, the little god went quiet, wondering why he needed to be. He would splurt out that he had a first dream since… well, since he came out of the water, but no one would understand but him. "Natasha?" He asked, watching her tangle in his chains and unlock them with shaky hands. She said nothing, working hard. He felt weight lift off once the final ankle was freed, and he smiled. But before he could thank the lovely woman- he was a bundle in her arms, being covered by a blanket.
Something now scared him about this.
He felt her running, breaths covered by her tensed mouth and sturdy appearance. This wasn't Natasha, was it? He whimpered, clinging to her chest and keeping silent as they wobbled through what felt like a maze. And strangely, the blanket over him calmed the boy ever so slightly. His sight, and a bit of sound now blocked, he didn't know what to be scared of. He was also being cradled by Tasha… which was nice.
He… he couldn't remember being cradled like this… not like this. Never like this.
Whenever he was cradled- he… they…
"Get off me!" Lock screamed, kicking and wailing as he felt an entrance no child should ever feel. A burning sensation and rippng feel came to his little body, and he was stunned- only shutting up lightly as a great weight pressed forward.
"There There, sweet boy. You have to get use to this otherwise no one will buy you." The larger man stroked his cheek, forcing Lock to look into his eyes. "You have a nice body, y'know?" he started, shifting slightly to make the crying boy use to his thickness. "Very soft and sweet."
Lock wailed more, wiggling around and trying to move away. "P-please!" He started. "Please! Oh god- please… please !"
It was no use.
Lock finally subsided and his body became numb as the man bucked into the little boy's entrance. He heard soft shushing noises and gentle cooes, but they never registered.
Loki didn't even realize he wet himself until he felt the woman place him down, using some of the blanket to quickly wipe him. "There There, it's okay." She promised, sounding unsure though.
They were outside now, the cold damp ground finally registering in Loki's mind. It was raining- raining hard. He peaked out of his blanket protection to feel the water on his face. It felt so wonderful… because he hadn't even been properly cleaned from his past yet.
"N-Natasha?" He started, only to see a speedy looking car pull up very close to them. He also heard muffled yelling in the backround. "Natasha?" He whimpered, clinging to her arm as a bearded man in sunglasses and a silver suit came out, opening the door and not even looking at the kid. Natasha said nothing, and lifted the boy to the car. "Natasha!" Loki cried, scared of where he was going.
"It's alright, we're taking you away from your cell. This place." She promised, buckling him in. Loki violently shook his head, because he could see Natasha wasn't coming. "Natasha!" he wailed, only to have the door shut in his face. "Natasha! Natasha!" The man in the silver suit quickly jumped to the driver seat, accelerating as they drove off. Loki screamed and kicked the seat infront of him, but found no real strength to put up more of a fight or an escape tactic. He turned his head, watching as Natasha disappeared into the rainy night with a blurred blue and blonde figure.
"Natshaaa…" He moaned, slumping down and now just sobbing with some hiccups.
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Tony cursed in his head, not knowing what to do. This kid- no… Loki was seated in his car, crying his eyes out because the black widow didn't say a proper goodbye. How times changed so quickly.
Finally realizing the squirt wasn't going t stop until he threw up or passed out from hyperventilation, Ironman finally spoke. "Hey, I know this is scary. But Natasha is actually going to join us soon. So you can wipe your face now, okay?"
Loki stopped sniffling and just stared at the man, tensing up.
"See? No more crying. Because we're almost to your new home."...
…. "Home." Loki repeated in a whisper, gulping as he actually got a hold of himself. Home… He repeated the word over and over again in his mind. Trying to understand such a vocab.
But it couldn't register properly.
"Yeah- that's right! Home. Where your brother-" Tony hacked, catching himself. But it was too late.
"Brother…?"
"Uh."
"I have a brother?" Loki asked, gasping at the thought. He had a brother!? That- that could help him! Maybe his brother knew why he was in a river…
"I-"
"Yes or No!" Loki screamed, demanding to know. But the car slowed and he quickly forgot as they pulled into a garage. Dark and grey looking… just like the building he was rescued from. Hunching down as they parked, he whimpered again. Tony was a bit thankful for this… but then again, Loki could now put up a fight. They couldn't risk anything more. The plan was being done too good to be true.
"Okay, Lock, we're here." Tony announced, getting out of the car. Loki shook his head, not wanting to be anywhere right now. Even if just a second ago he was excited to see someone belonging to him. "I-I want Natasha."
"Natasha is going to come later." Tony spoke, opening Loki's door. "Now, let's go inside okay? We have food waiting for you."
"But I want her now…" Loki began to shook, his little eyes filling with tears. He was so scared. They'd take him- they'd take him to an awful place where he'd be trained to do more awful things. "Please!" He sobbed, only to be pulled and unbuckled from his seat. And this time- he did all he could to get away. Tony was scratched in the cheek and nose- snarling as he was then kicked in the groin.
Being released, little Loki fled down the garage and out with such speed. Tony laid on the floor in fetal position, cursing and wondering how such a child could have the strength of a grown man.
Shit.
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Loki ran with a hawks speed, galloping across streets only to be almost hit by cars. This city- even if he lived so long in it now- scared him more. He had never seen all these glaring lights and never heard these raging sounds of people and cars… He wept as he ran, rain trickling down his face as he made his way to wherever he saw peaceful or comforting.
Home.
He wanted one right now. He desperately wanted to be held without being touched so lewdly. He wanted to be embraced by a woman- a woman like Natasha. She had promised.
She had promised!
But now he was running like a coward to nowhere.
But the kid never stopped- until finally he collapsed into an alley and trash can, gasping for air. He was hungry and dirty and wet and so… so scared. He was also realizing what a stupid decision he made now. He ran from people who had not done anything yet… but promised so much already.
Where does he go now? He can't remember which directions he took to get to this sad and somber looking alley…. He's lost. He's alone.
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