Many unproductive hours had passed since Loki arrived on the S.H.I.E.L.D helicarrier. His magic was still drained as more injuries had been inflicted on him by S.H.I.E.L.D agents. Loki gave nothing away that could be any use to them. He had cuts on his face and dried blood on his cheeks. A group of scientists came and took blood from the Asgardian after the brutal interrogations. They hadn't realised that Loki wasn't even truly Asgardian and that they had taken frost giant blood by accident. Loki hadn't a clue why they wanted his blood; he was puzzled and couldn't see what results would come from the tests. Guards patrolled around Loki nonstop, at least one eye was on him at all times. Loki's hands were shaking with fear, he knew he was vulnerable. He felt he couldn't face another beating. The suit which Sarah had bought him still seemed intact but had a few tears and marks on it. Loki closed his eyes and concentrated on the suit, he tried to fix it but there was no such luck.
Agent Coulson re-appeared with more S.H.I.E.L.D agents, "Shall we try this again? How did you bring those men back to life?" Loki remained silent. "I thought so," Coulson smirked as the agents surrounded Loki, fists at the ready. It was going to be a long night.
Loki awoke in a blinding, white room. It turned out that Loki had been knocked out cold, accidently, by one of the agents. This room was different. He was laid on a bed with had a bedside table with a lamp on it. They must have pitied the weakened God and wanted to give him time to recover. Loki believed their new hospitality wasn't from the good in hearts but from the fact they wanted to harness Loki's power. Mortals were obsessed the idea of growth and change but Loki did not approve, he had always been taught to stick with tradition. After locating the hidden camera behind the tine mirror, Loki decided to try and stand up and move about. He looked into mirror with a painfully blank facial expression and realised he had a bandage around his head. Some part of material had blood stains from Loki's latest wounds. S.H.I.E.L.D seemed to be getting more irritated by Loki's ignorance which made them more violent. They had not yet realised that Loki was never going to speak.
There was a table accompanied by a chair in the corner, diagonally across from Loki. The table had a book placed upon it which was named 'Tales and legends: Norse mythology'. Loki scoffed as he opened the first page; there was a post-it note which read 'Thought this might keep you entertained for a few hours until we figure out what to do with you, Agent Coulson'. "How thoughtful," muttered Loki, sarcastically of course. He flicked through the first few pages and noticed a few Names and events that he recognized. Surprisingly intrigued, Loki sat on the extremely uncomfortable bed and decided to read about himself. Most of the accounts were false although a minority were true, which scared the Asgardian slightly.
The warriors followed the tire tracks until they reached a dead end. The tracks seemed to vanish randomly in the middle of nowhere. "There must have been some sort of flying vehicle around to pick them up," Hogun claimed as Volstagg and Fandral were wandering around confused.
"We must be close. We need to be. If my guesses are correct, these people who have taken Loki won't take no for an answer. I believe that I've dealt with them before, they seem to specialise in our kind," Thor was pacing up and down trying to think of what to do next.
"Well if they're in the sky, you are the only one who can find him, Thor," Sif tried hurry the mission along, "You are the only one who can fly out of us."
"Yes, of course. I will search the skies and if I am not back by the hour then you must not worry as I doubt any mortal technology can defeat Mjolnir," Thor swung his hammer around and sped into the clouds. Thor believed he could find Loki very soon, he could feel it in his bones. Now that Thor was alone, it gave him time to think to himself. Jane could be anywhere on the ground right now and he would never know. Knowing Jane, she would have heard about the incident at the bank and would know it to be something in-human. He believed in her and that she wouldn't give up. Thor glanced around the clouds but couldn't find anything. They couldn't have gone that far when something, presumably very large, was in the sky.
Thor decided to go above the clouds to get a better look. As the air became thinner and the sky clearer, Thor noticed something in the distance. Squinting, Thor became aware that the object was very big. Without thinking, Thor zoomed towards the object. A glimmer of Hope arose within the God of Thunder as he believed he was one step closer to finding his little brother.
As Loki sat reading he felt a sharp pain in his side. Clenching onto his ribs, he placed the book on the table next to him and lifted up the side of his shirt to see black and blue bruising. Sighing, he sat against a wall and examined his cuts and bruises. Loki put his hand over his mouth as he coughed; he looked at his hand to see specks of blood. His wounds seemed to be getting worse as the day progressed. He clenched his fist to hide the blood from sight and bowed his head waiting for Coulson to come back.
Suddenly a siren blared from all the speakers and an orange light flashed in all angles. "Finally, something interesting," Loki stood up and watched the guards look at each other in confusion. Something unanticipated by S.H.I.E.L.D was occurring and Loki was dying to know what, but it might not have been what he had once expected.