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I opened my eyes tiredly, and almost instantly shut them, pulling soft, fluffy sheets over my head as I curled into a warm, tight ball. And then I remembered.
I haven't gotten to sleep in a comfy bed for the last week! Instead, I was in a large room that contained the California King sized bed that I was laying in, a fireplace that held the raging warmth in it, a door that I supposed lead to a bathroom, double doors to a closet, and three couches that surrounded the fire. Finally, on the left side of the room was a mirror that took up an entire wall of the room. And everything was decorated in green, black, and gold. Loki's colors.
"I see you're up."
My head quickly turned to look at one of the couches, and sitting on it was the god of lies himself. My eyes narrowed,
"You," I hissed through clenched teeth, and with that I used my strength to leap out of the bed, across the room, and aiming to claw Loki. But when I was only a few feet away from him I bounced off some sort of force field, falling to the ground with a thud.
Loki sighed,
"Really?" And all of a sudden, he had pinned me against the wall with his hand on my throat.
Almost instantly I took my thumb and forefinger on both of my hands, pinching the muscle just below Loki's arms sharply while pulling them to my slightly. This instantly made Loki flinch in slight pain and he let go of me, and in no time at all I had shoved him away from me and bolted out the door.
Just like the helicarrier the halls were of grey metal, though these seemed older. And then, in a shimmer of gold light Loki was in front of me, though with the smallest twinge of my finger, feeling for his blood I knew that it was just another clone of his. I ran at it quickly, aiming to knock it down by leaping into the air, ready to attack it just like I did for the real Loki. This one also ran towards me, fist balled and ready to punch but right when I was about to claw that bastards face off, he disappeared and I suddenly felt something tight and cold wrap around my neck, zapping me as I fell to the floor.
"What the Hell?!" I shouted as I looked up at Loki-the real Loki (after only a short while, I had figured out when he was real or a clone).
I clenched my hand, reaching out for his blood and urging it to rush out of his chest, freezing and slitting his neck, only…nothing happened. I tried again, panicking now as his smirk grew at my emotions.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!" I screamed angrily at him as I lifted myself up of the ground.
He waved his hand, and instantly a floating mirror appeared in front of me so that I could see the gold choker necklace, a dark green emerald set in it, swirling with dark magic along with smaller black diamonds in place of charms.
"That," Loki said, "Is an object of my own creation, made just for you. It doesn't take away your magic, just blocks it up and cuts it off from your soul. I am of course the only one who can remove it."
I hissed at him, and even though now I might as well be mortal (with disturbingly sharp nails, teeth, and very accurate angry animal sounds) I still made a move at Loki, jumping to my feet and aiming a front rising kick at his face (I can still kick above my head! Sniff so proud!). But he, of course, dodged it and instead caught my ankle in mid-air, and pushed my foot back, making me do a split in mid-air before falling to the ground ungracefully.
"Grrr…" I growled, eye twitching in anger as I once again tried to attack Loki, but instead he just bent down slightly, wrapping an arm around my waist and throwing me over his shoulder. I beat his back with my small fists mercilessly, but he was a god and I was a demon without her powers and strength, so I bet that my punches felt like freaking butterfly kisses.
We reached the room that I woke up in, and Loki swiftly walked in and dropped me on the bed.
"I swear I will kill you and make a helmet out of your skull!" I yelled at him.
He didn't respond, only said,
"Dinner is in an hour. I suggest you clean yourself up. Quite unflattering when you're covered in blood."
I looked down to see that indeed, my once blue shirt was now crimson before I glared at him,
"What, so you're just gonna leave me here?!" I shouted angrily as he began to walk out the door.
He smirked,
"What is it darling, would you rather prefer the dungeons?"
I scoffed,
"You have dungeons?"
Loki smiled as slowly shut the door,
"We'll talk about it over dinner."
The door shut, and I automatically grabbed a pillow and screamed into it. Even with it's soft green cover muffling me, the pillow did little to stop my screams from being silenced.
I flopped onto the bed, clutching the pillow to my chest before my nails shredded it apart.
After five minutes of myself angrily punching and ripping a few pillows, I finally decided to just go take a shower or a bath or something because I felt…icky. Like a gooey salamander with rabies eating a pineapple.
The bathroom…was a bathroom. A bath. Room.
The room was made entirely of creamy white marble, and the sleek, cold floor felt nice on my feet. In the middle of the large room was the tub, though it was more like a big, square Jacuzzi that was two feet above the ground with steps leading to the water surrounding it all, and on each corner was a pillar that lead up to the ceiling, and tied to each one was sheer green curtains that could be lowered for privacy. Around the rim of the bath were fluffy green towels, glass bottles of shampoo and conditioner with no labels, soap, combs, perfume, and brushes.
On the far side of the room was a door with a gold knob, and I quickly ran over to it with curiosity, only to find that it was where the actual toilet was.
After five minutes of just starring at the water, and feeling the dirt on my body I ran out of the room to find the closet, and quickly opened it to see if there were any clothes that fit me in there. And yes, they were all smalls. The problem? They were all dresses. And green, black and gold.
I mean yes, attending all the meetings and parties in Hell, I had to wear I dress, but I always got to wear shorts under it, it's not like anyone noticed or cared. Demons always did crazy stuff! I mean, have you heard about the Yeti?
But there were no shorts in the wardrobe, and so I decided that I wouldn't give Loki the benefit of me wearing his colors.
I walked back to the bathroom, deciding to test my luck and locking the door.
In only a few seconds I was soaking in the cold water with my bloody clothes floating around me, turning the water red before it magically cleared its self (I guessed that Loki had put some cleaning spell thing on it or something). When the clothes were washed, I hoped out of the bath, quickly wrapping myself in one of the towels, grabbing my clothes and running back into my room and laying them out in front of the fire place before running back to the bathroom and hoping back into the bath. I swam a few laps (pretty easy, the bath was only about 15 feet my 15 feet).
I shampooed my hair with what smelled like cherries, making the bath fill with bubbles. I finally finished and dried myself with another towel, and combed through my hair quickly. I walked back out of the room, grabbed my clothes and went back to the bathroom to change back into them. Wow. That's a lot of 'backs'.
When I was changed, I sat back down on the bed, ready to ruin some more pillows but I didn't have a chance because the door was opened by two of the possessed guard dudes.
"Loki requests your presence now," one of them said in a monotone voice as he and the other grabbed my arms and hauled me up of the bed.
I wretched my arms from their grasps and glared at them,
"I can walk on my own! It's not like I'm going to try to escape or anything," At least not until I get more information…I thought with a small smirk.
The guards didn't do anything, only moved so that one was in front of me leading, and the other was behind so that they could catch me if I tried to escape.
We soon came to two double doors, grey, like the rest of this place that reminded me of the helicarrier's colors, but there wasn't any subtle hum that let me know that I was in a machine and moving so I guessed that I was on land.
The two guards opened up the doors where I found a large grey room with a black ebony table in its middle with Loki at one end with another chair at its other end.
Loki smiled when he saw me, but it faltered into a disappointed frown when he saw that I was still in my (now clean) clothes that I had arrived in.
"Please, sit," he said as he motioned to the empty chair.
I huffed and sat down, crossing my legs and arms as I glared at him,
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Well why am I here? And where's dinner?" I questioned.
Loki smiled,
"You're still wearing your old clothes."
I shrugged,
"So? You didn't say I couldn't, only that I should clean myself up."
He smirked at me mischievously, and lifted his arm so I could see he snap his fingers, and all of a sudden I was surrounded by a light golden glow. Loki snapped his fingers again and beside me appeared a full-length mirror and I stood up with a jolt, chair screeching against the ground as I looked at my reflection in horror.
First of all, my hair had been curled and over my lips was a glossy lipstick. Making me at least four inches taller were strappy gold wedges, and my tank top and shorts had been replaced by a green dress with a tight bodice sprinkled with diamonds that flew out into a slightly poofy skirt made of layers of darker green sheer.
"Change it back!" I yelled angrily at him, but he only waved his hand, making plates and dishes covered in seafood and bread items appear on the table,
"I think not," said Loki, "Lets just eat, shall we?" he picked up his knife and fork and began cutting through a small slice of salmon so that it would become tinnier, bite-sized pieces.
My eye twitched in anger, and I trembled and squeezed my hand into a fist, making my razor nails cut into my skin, but I didn't care. In the blink of an eye, I reached to the silverware on my napkin, taking the butter knife and throwing it directly at Loki's eye. But just as fast as me, without even blink, Loki simply raised his hand sharply and used his magic to make the knife freeze in midair. It then slowly turned around so it was facing me, and shot forward with rapid speed giving me only just enough time to quickly move my head. Instead of hitting my eye, it only grazed my cheek, but that was still enough to make bleed.
"What the Hell…" I muttered as I felt a the blood on my cheek, "WHAT THE HELL?!" I screamed at Loki who was only staring keenly at mt cheek, "YOU COULD HAVE BLINDED ME!" I yelled, slamming my fist to that table.
The god sighed,
"Calm yourself darling, it was only a test," he told me as his placed a small bit of the salmon in his mouth.
"A test?" I repeated, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT WAS A TEST?!"
He chuckled,
"You're angered."
"Obviously!"
"I only wanted to see what else you could do. You're obviously some kind of dark creature, a very little known one. Even with that necklace I placed on you, some of your magic managed to leak through, that's how your cheek is already healed. And you possess the power to control blood and have a very specific food pallet, so all of that information should displace some variables," he told me.
I laughed. He thought he was so smart, but each and every royal demon is unique, there is no other that possesses the same traits. Different abilities, different magic, and of course there are different souls. Unless you did some major digging, you could almost never find a demon unless they told you what they were.
"Why are you laughing?" Loki asked.
I sat down in my chair, taking a slice of bread and slowly nibbling at it,
"Oh, no reason. But you should know that no matter what, you aren't going to figure out what I am, or win."
Loki smirked,
"And why is that?"
I looked up at him, my twisted, shark-toothed smile crawling up my face as my pupils dilated like a cats,
"I am one of the most powerful creatures in the universe and all of its dimension. You have one army? I have billions, all willing to fight for whatever I want. And it looks like you pulled the short stick on this one, because I would have helped you take over this place any other day, but when your best friend is on the opposite side, you have no other option but to join her and shatter the enemy. And that enemy is you, Loki. I would wish you good luck, but I believe it's pointless."
Loki chuckled,
"That is a bold thing to say, darling, when you have none of your powers and I am quite sure that you have no chance of escape. You see, even if you managed to break all the bullet-proof glass that was installed in the windows, we are in the alps, a place that used to be called 'HYDRA' back in a war that I believe the soldier was in and also where the Tesseract was kept. So outside it is all snow and ice, and if you didn't freeze to death there is a force-field that I created surrounding this place. So there is no escape, none at all."
I smirked. At first my little giggle was small, but it soon turned into raging, maniacal laughter,
"You'd be surprised," I spoke between laughs, "What I can, and will do when I set my mind to it. I have destroyed cities, nations, continents, worlds, galaxies, universes and dimension. And I promise you, Loki, that you will be destroyed as well."
OMG TODAY IS TODAY! HOLY CRAP IT'S THE THOR THE DARK WORLD PREMIRE NIGHT AND I GET TO GO SEE IT OMG I AM SOOOOOOOO EXCITED! MORE LOKI OMG I CAN'T FREAKIN WAIT OMGOMGOMGOMG!
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