Le back! I was at a friends birthday party so I couldn't update, sorry! Also so soRRy about rushing the story so much if I am, I'm trying to make it slower and fit in more details, which I'm not always the best at... xD I have to say this chapter is quite creepy, hehehe.
~~~~~Darcy~~~~~
Darcy withered around, doing her best to scoot her way over the the metal barrel again. Once the man had left, he hadn't come back for a good few hours so she decided to try on see if there was anything to her use. The dark, dank air smelled terrible as well as the dirty rag around stuffed into her mouth. At least when he ripped off her blindfold, he didn't replace it. She presumed she was in the desert since it was very hot which there was an even worse chance of getting rescued. Darcy dearly hoped Loki would come soon. She finally reached the dull red painted barrel and stood up with the use of the wall again. She nudged the lid to the side to get a look in it without making too much noise. Nothing, of course there was nothing. Darcy slid back against the wall and sat down, sighing. There had to be something! How was she supposed to get out of this? No matter how much she cared about Loki, she didn't want to be known as the weak girl who always has to be saved, why can't she save herself? That was when she saw the glinting silver in the darkness. How could she be so stupid?! She stood up quickly and made her way back to the barrel again. Darcy had completely missed the jagged edge of the lid. She turned around and grappled for the edge of the bin. A sharp pain shot through her hand and she snatched it away, trying to look over her shoulder at the cut. Just great, now it might get infected. She returned back to it and grabbed the heavy tin lid and began to cut the rope. She could start to feel the grip of the harsh rope lessen and she worked faster. There was a light snap and the rope gave way, releasing her. She instantly brought her hands up to the dirty rag clutched in her mouth. She began to work on the ropes binding her feet together and once she was done, she stood up, taking in the room for any weak points. Of course there was none, only the metal door in the corner. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head, though a dangerous idea, but it was still an idea. Darcy grabbed for the lid again and started to bang on the door. She heard the loud impatient foot steps echoing through the hallway, making their way to her cell. She readied herself in a position by the door and tensed up, lifting the lid, ready to attack.
"What are you doing?!" He voice bellowed though the whole building. The door slammed open, hitting backwards against the wall as he barged in. Darcy took her chance and whacked the metal lid against his face. The man's head jerked to the side but quickly followed after her as she darted out of the room. She ran down multiple hallways and turning corners, not knowing where to go. But there were no other doors! There where few she tried, metal of course and locked. She met a corridor that went four ways and she paused glancing around. Footsteps were following after her, thundering down the hallways when the all of a sudden they stopped. She ripped her head from side to side, trying to find where he was so she could run in the opposite direction. She felt a freezing cold hand grip her neck from behind and she was yanked backwards into him.
"No need for that, my dear." His chilling voice crept under her skin, covering it with goosebumps. He began to drag her with him back along the winding hallways and entered a different room this time. It was still very familiar room, concrete walls and floors though it was slightly bigger. The main difference was the single chair in the middle and a video recorder standing on a tripod. Dread filled Darcy's limbs as she was shoved into the the wooden chair.
"Sit." He commanded and Darcy did so with a glare at the man. He started to tie her up again, though it was much worse. Chains were shackled to her legs against the chair and also her arms though there was no blindfold or dirty rag muffling her mouth. He circled around Darcy, his leader boots making a soft thumping noise. All of a sudden he lashed out, slapping her across the face leaving a burning red mark. Darcy, trembled as he made his way over to the recorder and turning it on indicated by the small red light. He stalked back over to Darcy and placed his chin on her shoulder, smiling cruelly at the camera.
"Why don't you say hello, Darcy?" He mocked a sad expression which only sent chills through her bones, and the fact that he knew her name without her telling him it.
"Anyways, let's cut to the chase," His smile dropped. "You need to bring Loki to us. It's a simple trade, really. He failed his try at ruling Midgard, destroying and killing millions and now he shall pay. It's for the best, of course. Just bring him at the marking spot of where the Asgardians came from. Oh! And the longer it takes, the more she will suffer." He then removed a glittering silver knife from his boot and brought it to her neck. he continued to cut through to her cheek where blood began to dribble out. Darcy could only clench her teeth, not wanting to scream. She looked into the camera desperately, shaking her head slightly. She didn't want Loki to have to sacrifice himself for her need. The recording shut off and the man left, leaving her tied up still. Darcy let out a slight whimper but kept her cool, glancing around again. She would never admit this to anyone, but she was completely terrified. Of course she wanted to be saved but... for the life of Loki? They hadn't even been together that long but she could just tell he was the one. Darcy had hoped that one day, he could return to Asgard and show her the beautiful spires according to Thor. After all she was dating a prince. She couldn't help but give a small smile despite the whole situation and she could almost laugh at it. She felt stupid for opening the window and looking out, she should have just ignored it. For now, all she could do was think of of happier thoughts and wait because she was for sure not able to get out of the chains.
Yaaay, finished! xD Sorry, I only did this one point of view with Darcy cause I still need to figure out the components of the plot and what Loki does and blah blah blah. Next chapter will be up within the next to days, I think. C: