Amora got to work as soon as she woke for she had to help him even if she was in considerably more pain. Her potion kept the pain from him but not from her as she hadn't made the potion for herself.
The potion didn't stop the blood loss though and that was something she could do nothing about, the potion would heal him effortlessly removing all traces of injury from his body but it wouldn't replenish his blood. Knowing that time was of the essence, she had to act quickly and before her humble abode could be sullied by Einjerjar warriors who would no doubt drag her back to Asgard once they found her and what she had done to Jay.
She approached the sleeping motionless prince, who was sweating almost as much as he was bleeding, he was notably drenched. It was apparent that his body was struggling with the foreign objects still embedded for he couldn't heal whilst they remained in place.
Jay was hanging limply in his restraints with his head forward, his longish auburn hair obscured his face and his closed eyes. His shoulders were taking the weight of his upper body as he remained in that same position he had collapsed in a few hours previous. Luckily the position he was in had stopped the blades from being dislodged and in a sick way the restraints had saved his life as he would have bled to death if one blade had been removed considering Amora had collapsed too.
He was kneeling in his unconscious position and typically where his knees were in contact with the mattress there were now pools of blood accumulating around his knees where it had nowhere else to go. Amora sighed she had much work to do before she could leave in the morning which was only mere hours away, the first of which was to help the prince survive, his health was a priority because if he died she would follow and then there was the room which had enough of both his and her own blood on the walls to redecorate and not forgetting her bed was also drenched in his blood.
The blades were removed carefully but with haste, she watched as his blood flowed freely from all the wounds, next were the shackles they had to go before she could even attempt to revive him. She was actually feeling his pain as her own as she had withdrawn the blades and she was scared of the unknown having overstepped the mark of a royal contract. She was unsure of what would happen if Loki sent all the Einherjar to kill her considering she had no one to protect her not since Skurge the executioner was destroyed.
Maybe he wouldn't go to those extremes but she had just stabbed the youngest in line to the throne of Asgard, a crime of treason carried severe punishment as decreed by the King and the punishment would be decided by the same. ..Loki wasn't exactly prime King material for he could be cruel.
Jay had flopped forwards onto the bed once the shackles had been removed so she could repair the wounds on his back, she had used the same black potion which removed pain and healed the wounds removing all traces that they had ever existed.
He couldn't remember much after that the odd conversation with Loki, except for what had transpired. She had tried to kill him yet even that memory was being forcibly removed like the rest which had transpired over the same evening, almost as if Amora was starting from scratch, erasing it if it were a bad error of judgement.
But just as soon as he remembered what had happened including his weird conversation with Loki everything had gone from his head including the fight and the image of those two golden blades.
He simply woke up a few hours later on the bed as the sun was rising, the Enchantress was sitting next to him holding a goblet of wine to his lips as he woke which in itself was odd, who gives wine at breakfast? Amora apparently!
The taste was too strong for Jay at this ungodly hour and he felt like he hadn't slept at all. The feeling took him back to his younger years for he felt like he had been out all night on a drinking binge with Cole and Kai just before this whole new change of circumstances had happened with Loki.
"It was just a dream Jayson, don't worry yourself." She lied hoping her magic would be enough to hide the sheer amount of blood he had lost, she tipped it into his mouth and his eyes widened as the strong wine coated his tongue again before warming his throat on its journey to his stomach.
She had cleaned the blood from the prince before he had woken, he was covered in it for it trailed from his chest down toward his knees where it had pooled and congealed….and all from the hours previous. Amora had been busy, she hadn't slept. She had made a great deal of effort to rid her room and bed of the sheer amount of said blood that had been sprayed across it from the bloody battle of which both had been injured as was expected for this was no play fight, this was a battle of willpower and determination and dirty tactics…Amora had won that battle, that round was hers.
But her emotions had gotten the better of her which made her snap and she used her magic against him giving him the distinct disadvantage, the evil in her didn't see how cruel she was being, because all she saw was red when he uttered those words.
When he had uttered the word 'No' she snapped and she struck him not once but twice. He couldn't defend himself or fight back he just simply hung there in his shackles as she drove both blades into him until she realised for herself what she had done. He of course knew as soon as she took his blade from him what she was going to do because she had changed in an instant, she wanted to inflict pain and she had at a cost to herself and Jay was right…..he knew that this would happen sooner rather than later despite Loki being so blind to her true intentions.
"You realise this would have been over so much quicker in your own realm…..but I saw past his deception and chose this place….the one place other than Vanaheim that stretches the length of a day and a week into months and years respectively." Amora teased but Jay didn't respond again.
Jay closed his eyes and rolled onto his side groaning into the large round pillow for all he felt was extreme tiredness. He heard her approaching and took the bottle from her before she prompted him. He just wanted to get this last day over with and he wanted to go back to sleep so as to sleep the day away whilst she was gallivanting around as him.
The time was almost nearing for her to go again for hours on end. He took the last smaller sip wondering where it had gone considering there was more in the bottle yesterday, he passed the now empty bottle back before laying down again pulling the wolf skin fur over him. His hands weren't shackled at all both were free and undamaged having fine bandages covered where the shackles would have been meaning he could choose to move away from her.
"Oh I admit it would have been fun in your own realm but times flies too quickly and, you're enjoying this right?"
"After all, a week, is a week is a week wherever you go, it's just a case of bending the rules, to even the playing field as they say on Midgard." Amora taunted again feeling remorse at her actions the night before for Jay still hadn't responded, he seemed broken and incredibly weak.
But something had irked him, she said something that annoyed him and biting his tongue wouldn't cut it. Jay sat bolt upright spinning his head in her general direction locking his eyes onto her blue orbs.
"Bending the rules!….is this how you normally treat royalty? No Amora…I'm not enjoying it….I'm just doing it to get it out of the way because what you two both agreed without even telling me first…speaks volumes about respect." Jay growled and turned his back to her.
She saw how ill he looked, his eyes were dull and the edges were pale and almost lifeless. "Well, had you not ran away we would have told you that same day…but alas you were no-where to be found. Leaving Loki in my hands, I admit he was easy to corrupt without you nearby, but you were so selfish to even see that you left him vulnerable and that my dear is where I excelled…..I took him too on that night, physically and mentally."
"Well that explains the…change in persona then." Jay muttered under his breath turning slowly.
"The complete psycho's you both became." He mumbled again aware that she was frowning at him.
"So you admit, you changed him…..just to get at me?" He leaned against the headboard of the large old dark wood bed staring up with difficulty at the ceiling timbers which were largely hidden by her four poster bed and the various drapes hanging from it.
"Yes…..the perfect setup." Amora sneered at Jay and he could tell she was blaming him and him alone. He looked away because he had done exactly that, he had just left for his own reasons and Amora had used her magic on the King of Asgard without him even realising, she had wrapped him around her finger and all because Jay wasn't there to protect him.
"You left him." She added before digging the knife in metaphorically. "You shouldn't be with him because you obviously don't care about him."
"You don't deserve your title, you don't deserve the life you have been given or the one I have improved, you don't deserve the elements you possess and you don't deserve to live." She finished with a deep breath in looking at Jay as her words had cut deep.
The young prince just smiled and shook his head refusing to show how much she was hurting him, he could take taunting and friendly banter but this was more like high school bullying. Extreme and unnecessary torment and all because he said 'no' to staying with her, a decision he would make again and again.
Amora seemed annoyed that her jibes weren't having the desired effect. "Typically as I thought, since being with you, Loki is now just as vulnerable as you are….he used to be more difficult to sway though..."
She looked at him but he had a smile on his face, he was looking at her ceiling focussing on one spot taking in all the details of the type of wood, the knots on the beams, the wood worm holes everything he could focus on to distract him from her cruel words because he knew he had done wrong by leaving Asgard.
He was beside himself with guilt even more so because now she had confirmed that Loki had been altered by her and it was inevitably Jay's fault, in effect the whole wedding weekend had been his fault. Kai having sex with a complete stranger, Cole too, setting his brothers up for a few months of fighting crime…it was all his fault. It wouldn't have happened if he had just stayed in Asgard as he was ordered to but he had other plans. His pride and bravado had refused to tell Loki until he had been caught red handed by the God who he was meant to be protecting, he had to explain then and there that he had promised to be a best man.
Everything that had happened that weekend was mostly because of Amora, she had manipulated the God as Jay had first though but the God was blind to it. That whole weekend had been painful to say the least none more so than the experience of hitting a wall at the speed of a fast moving car or when she took him down on her own in an attempt to make the God see Jay as a weakling and not protector material.
"You need to sleep 'your majesty' for you look like death." Amora fought back a smirk but quickly got onto the bed and offered him the wine again.
"Drink, I don't like to think of the young prince starving…" she said tipping the goblet of wine to his mouth slowly allowing him to swallow it, quenching his thirst, he ripped it from her grasp annoyed at her treatment of him.
"Wouldn't water be better?" He asked with his eyebrow raised, he was outwardly questioning her trying to divert the conversation away from the previous demoralising tone.
She didn't answer him though and she recognised the diversion tactics he was using, her taunts were evidently having an effect even if Jay refused to admit it was his fault but he was being quiet…a sure sign!
Again she grasped hold of the goblet and offered it to him but he swatted it away careful to avoid spilling it on her bed. She, of course needed him to drink the entire goblet as it had replenishing potions in it, giving him energy and stamina, replacing much of his lost fluids from a few hours before and hopefully it would put more colour back in his face.
The prince was so pale now he was similar to Loki's natural hue of almost chalk white, his healthy glow had vanished completely even his lips and gums verging on pinky white, the whole look was aghast against his pure white teeth, Jay looked ghoulish similar to the dead as they passed over to Hel or Valhalla.
Loki would kill her for sure if he saw how much damage she had inflicted onto the prince, but now she needed a plan for the end of the day so Loki would not see him at least until he had recovered sufficiently.
"Wine? First thing in the morning…..celebration?" He mumbled between sips, she was persistent he had to give her that for she had taken the goblet of him again and made him drink a large gulp.
"A bit early don't ya think? Sheesh." he looked confused, normally wine came with dinner not breakfast. He quickly grabbed the goblet of her again before putting it down on the ornate tray next to him, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and started to detest the taste of wine. He was so close to throwing the goblet against the wall and redecorating her room with the colour of oak aged burgundy.
"You d-didn't a-answer m-my earlier question?" he said with difficulty after the wine had gone down sufficiently, he felt a little tipsy due to having no food before drinking alcohol.
"Which question? Boy! Pray do tell…seeing as you talk incessantly."
Jay frowned at her remark which he considered a huge insult and decidedly below the belt coming from the woman who loved the sound of her own voice almost as much as Loki.
"You spoke about Nya last night before I…..well I don't remember what happened." Jay shook his fuzzy head. "I said I didn't want you because I had her….."
"Ah yes, if memory serves me correctly I remember saying along the lines of 'DO YOU HAVE HER ANYMORE' was that about right?" she spoke louder making him cringe in response.
"What did you do?" Jay asked with trepidation, unsure he wanted to hear what she had been doing as his doppelganger, she had kept that part mostly secret from him but he knew she had been doing it as she had occasionally changed in front of him just to torment him further especially during the first few days. Jay was completely outmatched and unable to stop her from doing it on a day to day basis he just watched and shook his head; believing his brothers and girlfriend would notice soon enough.
"Well you have been gone for ooh how long now? Hmm let me think." Amora looked up to the ceiling stroking her cheek with her sharpened nails.
"I-I don't know…..b-but let me guess y-you're gonna g-get off on t-telling me just how l-long it's been…right?" Jay replied dryly leaning back on the bed allowing himself to freefall onto the bolsters.
"Now, now Jayson, patience is a virtue." Amora scolded before thinking carefully at just how long she had been living her double life as him, she stood up and busied herself as she thought.
Jay rolled his eyes hiding a smirk from her face, 'she had the gall to say I speak incessantly….pffft bitch please….you love your voice more than anyone.'
"So if memory serves me correctly, two weeks with Loki, the self-proclaimed leader and King of all….hahahah in his dreams the fool and, seven days with me so far, so in total I would say in your realm that equates to twenty one weeks. I guess a lot happens in that time….almost half a year if I'm not mistaken!"
"Fuck!….." Jay whispered to himself quietly for he was shocked at just how much time had passed. His anger was mostly subdued by his heavy eyes but he couldn't help but feel regret at giving in so easily on Kai's wedding night.
If he had only fought back he could have stopped her then and there and maybe none of this impersonating would have happened. His brothers would still be the same, his life back in Ninjago untarnished…..but yeah, there was still that wretched contract!...And of course if he hadn't ran away in the first instance none of this would have happened at all.
But….
Loki had still agreed to her terms though and that was his fault alone, being unable to read her and unable to see past her lies and deceit was an error of judgement on the God's part.
"Of course, it wasn't all bad, it seems that you are quite the popular warrior down there…..your brothers seemed to enjoy your company and her…..Nya was it?"
"What d-did you do t-to her?"
"Well…as you know I took your place, you have been missing after all so I simply took the form of you." Amora smiled staring at her impressive untarnished nails
"But you already know this…..don't you?"
"What else?" Jay replied calmly yet his eyes were burning with hatred around the edges giving him the appearance of a vampire in dire need of blood, which wasn't too far from the truth!
"You never told me that those friends of hers were so hungry to make your acquaintance, so jealous of her! Because of…you!" Amora smiled noting his pallor, he was now so weak he couldn't even fight back if he wanted to…..it was perfect, her plan was working and on the last day too.
"I never a-actually met th-them d-did I…..just a b-brief introduction a-at the wedding, h-how was I to know they f-felt that way?"
"She told them you were a prince so as you would imagine they wanted to get to know you better…guessing some women can be almost as shallow as me." She laughed loudly.
" …..I obliged of course, took it on myself as a burden for you. Of course she was heartbroken but what do you expect, she is of course on the warpath with you now, well with me I should add and maybe Kai too when he finds out what you've done…"
"What! B-burden? Warpath? Are you s-serious…..ugh god w-what did you do?" Jay rolled his eyes at just how despicable she was but kept his tone low, trying to maintain a level of calm.
"I simply took them one by one sometimes two or three at a time and pleasured them as that was all they wanted from you…..I take it you're not pleased?" Amora teased knowing full well that Jay was furious at finding out about it but he wasn't showing any emotions.
"When did this happen?..." He asked calmly, his stronger mind set was winning over her continued attempts at breaking him.
"Yesterday mostly, the day before that and the day before in fact the last five days in truth…so very tiring, keeping this body of yours working to peak performance and especially so in the presence of females."
"What about my brothers?" Jay asked without showing too much emotion for he didn't want her to know that he was actually disgusted with her admission. Of course, having thought about it for seven days; he now knew her to be worse than Loki, the Overlord and even Garmadon…To Jay, this woman was pure evil on two legs, she had no heart and possibly no soul. For the amount of personal destruction she was causing to Jay, Loki, Kai, Nya and Cole was simply inhuman….no wonder she was alone, she was destined to be like that with her attitude.
"Haha Yes hmm, the green one, he thanks you sincerely for introducing him to his new fiancé, apparently they plan to marry sometime next year….."
"The red one, his child is due to be born in the next few weeks. They both remain happily married despite what I had made him do on his last night. The black one hasn't changed really all that much but occasionally I do have my fun with him. And the metal man well, he is simply lonely…..nothing I need to do there…..you are now quite the popular one, it seems everyone wants to spend time with you…..save for Nya of course…because she hates you, as does her brother!"
"You're ruining my life,…..why are you doing this?" He replied as calmly as possibly seeing the anger in her face as her taunts and jibes were still failing to elicit an emotional reaction from him, he had for the moment locked away any and all emotions, he was just battling her word for word to see who would fall first.
"Am I ruining it? I see it as improving it tenfold, you are so much more valued now…..well I guess you won't be for long…..that is when the real you goes back there."
"They don't even know I've been gone…so in effect you're ruining my life cos when I get back they'll simply disown me…." Jay said without any emotion, looking around himself like he didn't care what she had just said or the conclusion he had come to himself.
"Yesterday you were more than willing to kill them if I didn't fight you, yet you still can't stay away from them." Jay licked his teeth ridding them of the strong taste of wine, his body was crying out for actual food now.
"But it worked…you fought for them." Amora looked at him with narrowed eyes, her unease growing because he wasn't retaliating verbally…..at all, he was doing the polar opposite, he was calm and collected, each response he gave was well thought out and free of any raised tones.
"Thanks…and yet you still won't leave them alone…" Jay said quietly because the rest was said in his head. The round of expletives that were circling his internal monologue were close to being verbalised as she turned into his doppelganger before his eyes, something she hadn't don't for five days or so.
"Ah disappointment all round right!…damn shame that you're expecting me to shout and flip out because of what you're doing now…hahahahah." Jay leaned back on the bed and played with a small ball of purple lightning now his hands were free.
Amora simply turned around and looked at him incredulously whilst he repeatedly singed her bed drapes with his lightning element, he was playing with the electrical sphere tossing it upwards like a rubber ball before catching it.
"Petulant imp…..I loved destroying your life and everything you held dear….." she sneered.
"Hmmmm and how did that work out for you? You never ruined it Amora, not even close…..I probably made you feel like that but it can be repaired, everything can! Hel I'm an inventor I could probably invent something to repair it hahaha." Jay ignored her anger and played it cool, he chuckled to himself and tossed the elemental ball up high enough that it singed her green drapes leaving a perfect hole.
"I'm sure I could find other ways….."
"Oooh I bet you could…." Jay replied dryly without looking at her. He could tell she was getting annoyed with him but the longer she stayed here the less damage she could do in his home world, so they carried on insulting each other.
"Even though my insults don't seem to work I still enjoy making you feel like this Jayson." Amora said, watching as Jay cringed at her using his full name again.
"Feeling like what…small? Ha like that would ever happen, for one I just know how cruel and evil you are and two I hope to God you aren't pregnant because you'd be a terrible mother."
"How's that for starters…..does it burn that all you want is a child yet your body betrays you…you're probably barren just like Jotunheim…" Jay replied and looked sideways at her watching her face drop.
"Don't be so quick to think that, my young prince; for none of us know what the future holds." She said rubbing her stomach gently, the action of which made Jay feel sick.
"Anyway it is time for me to leave and as per the contract….. it expires upon my return, you are free to go at midnight and no sooner." She said closing the bedrrom door directly behind her back. She stood and stared at Jay who was still half sitting half lying on her bed aghast at seeing a duplicate of himself with his back to the bedroom door.
She created her portal in her own bedroom preferring to taunt him further, she wpuld be leaving him with no food or drink except for the wine she had left.
"And for now, I have a previous engagement to attend on your realm, I believe the metal man is expecting my help with something oh so important…..but likely incredibly droll."
"What you mean Zane! He has a name ya know." Jay replied "If you're gonna attempt to imitate me, at least do it properly…..what are you doing with him anyway?"
"Nothing…really, just sending him on a worthless mission…..on his own to find nothing, may take a few months for him to realise maybe less, regardless he won't be happy with you." Amora performed a rather over the top curtsy before she left. "See you later…..your majesty."
"WHATEVER…see ya then….." Jay hissed, getting the full impact of her venomous glare as he gave her the finger before she left through the portal.
Her form now resembled a near perfect copy of Jay, the only difference in him that would have been noticeable was his eyes; they were bright blue and his scar, being the exact mirror image but being on the other side. Everything else she emulated exceptionally well. The outfit and working armour matched perfectly yet the weapons were none existent just a glamour or hidden magic that would only be revealed if her true form was.
A portal of her own making was conjured at her bedroom door, a large green tinged circular hole with a perfect picture of Ninjago on the other side, she simply walked through it as it if were a realistic oil painting and that was as simple as it was.
He stared after her watching as she walked through the newly conjured portal, seeing the all too familiar colours of his home world on the other side. It looked so welcoming the sun was shining brightly and the trees were all covered in a beautiful array of fall colours, leaves were scattered on the floor some even blew into Amora's room whilst the portal was open.
She walked through it and closed the portal behind her leaving Jay to stare at her as she disappeared. For the young prince had chosen, he wanted no part of Amora's plan, she was cruel and manipulative more so than that of Loki, she was worse. He didn't give her what she wanted and sometime through the night he figured it had ended badly, for that would explain why he felt like he'd had a battle and lost.
Amora had forgotten to replace his shackles sometime during the early morning so Jay was technically free to roam the house that Amora lived in. Jay steadied himself and stood up at the side of the bed, he knelt down to pick up the leaves that had floated to the side of the bed. He grasped them and looked at the fall colours, he realised he had missed his birthday again that was twice now since being in Loki's servitude. He would have been about 26 now if he wasn't immortal but now he would remain 24 for ever, not a bad age per se but better than being a teenager for all eternity.
Jay stood again and spent a good amount of time looking around her room, staring at the potions again, none of which were labelled.
"Hahaha good job Zane's not here, he'd been labelling like mad….OCD much tinman." Jay smiled and put down the bottle he held carefully.
He left the bedroom and walked out into the stark bare walls of the hallway venturing further down towards the main unpainted front door but it was locked solid, he tried to pull it open by the solid black iron handle to see outside but the door wouldn't budge, he used his element and even that didn't touch it, the door had been enchanted it was almost as if Amora knew he might try to escape at some point.
A last ditch attempt he tried the front room window, the room only had a dark wooden rocking chair covered in a thick layer of dust and a worn red rug on the floor in front of a heavily sooted empty fireplace similar to the bedroom he'd been held prisoner in for a whole week.
"Really don't think this place is suitable for a baby, Amora." Jay said to himself chuckling at the building which was falling apart rock by rock, even the floor was missing in some parts of the room making the journey from one side to another slightly treacherous.
Jay carefully walked across the creaky wooden floor avoiding the cracked floorboards before approaching the window frame. He pulled the faded red drapes across, again careful not to rip them considering the age and state of the material. A musty smell caught his nose, these curtained drapes seemed to be that old that they were stiff with dust and mildew but Jay wanted to feel the breeze on his face; to feel fresh air however all he could smell was mould and a hideous musty smell along with a mass of dust and cobwebs now floating through the air. His element needed to be free not locked away in a house made of rocks, of course if it were Cole he would have enjoyed it to a certain extent maybe not the potions or the fight but everything in between.
"No TV, no games console or radio, Hel there's not even cards to play with….gahh what does she do here for all this time?" he shouted out loud and continued to look around the room careful to avoid the missing sections of floor.
Jay was getting desperate, the windows were again solid, the window levers which looked incredibly simple to use were as solid as the door. No give, in them at all even as strong as Jay was he couldn't open the window….none of them would open. He slinked down the wall and sat on the floor in defeat, he had to wait for her to get back but that could be anything up to fourteen hours away depending upon the sunset in Asgard.
Hunger pangs eventually got him standing again as he went on a search for food, he hadn't even been in the kitchen since being here because he'd been kept in her room. But gurgling stomach noises moved him on in his quest for food, he walked down the narrow and winding hallway opening each internal door as he passed it.
So far he had only found the one bedroom, the front room, a study of sorts again with a thick layer of dust, a potions mixing room, a small spell casting room with a spell book on a raised pedestal; the candles were still lit which was eerie and then finally a well-used door.
Typically the last door he came across led into the kitchen and once in there he was able to grab some bread, a cooked leg of some flightless bird and some milk refusing point blank to drink anymore wine. He walked back into the bedroom and ate quietly, noting how warm the room felt, it seemed to be mid-afternoon, lunchtime to be exact a time when Jay was usually sleeping but he wasn't overly tired at the moment, all that wine he had drunk this morning was keeping him awake which in itself was peculiar as alcohol usually had the opposite effect for everyone else and him included.
"So she slipped me a potion again…..figures." Jay fumed picking up the goblet of half-finished wine, even the colour looked too dark for wine, it was purple mostly not the usual burgundy associated with fermented red grapes, he poured the remaining half onto the floor and watched as it sank through the floor boards to the dark terra firma below.
It would appear that Jay was becoming a wine connoisseur since being with Asgard for it was expected of the young prince to join in with relevant celebrations when he wasn't out decimating those unsuspecting realms. Occasionally he was given a flagon of wine as a gift or token of appreciation from the wives of the Einherjar for bringing them home safely.
And he had also enjoyed a hearty amount back in Loki's palace before they had to leave abruptly because of the dangers that Hydra were posing. Wine was served at most of the meals except for breakfast, it was meant to be reviving for the blood and none more so than Asgardian wine.
But as Jay sat on the bed he thought about his brothers and frowned for she was right, Amora had ruined his life and they had accepted her as him. To make matters worse he had been away for over five months and they hadn't even noticed that it wasn't him. Was he really that forgettable, had they not noticed at all, had Nya?
Fear gripped at him for he felt alone again, there she was living his life for him and he didn't ask her to and all in the name of weakness, all because she desired a child and protector, he had been treated like her slave for the whole week, a well fed slave but still a slave…..royalty should never have to put up with such humiliation and degradation, such baseline treatment of a person would be frowned upon but a prince would be a considered heinous and Jay had now had enough with both Loki and Amora.
And he cried, he lay on his side and sobbed loudly for no one could hear him. His wishes had been ignored by both the God Loki and the Enchantress Amora, they both chose this plan, they interfered and tested him both mentally and physically over three Asgardian weeks. His pain intensified and the tears weren't helping, the same feeling was coming back and that pain was one he knew all too well….it was his hidden element wanting release because of pent up anger, sadness and betrayal.
Jay realised now that after Amora had so kindly told him that he was a weapon; pure and simple he was a tool for complete chaos and destruction on a catastrophic scale but he was a weapon with a title, he was also an Asgardian prince because Loki wanted him to have purpose to make him feel more important.
Looking at his now purple fingers he willed the day to pass, he prayed to the Gods; all of them that he believed in and others that he didn't for the day to hurry as he lay and cradled his stomach, breathing the throbbing pain away but it was no good the colour had already spread to his hands.
Of course there wasn't much he could do because he was locked in but he would try to keep it in until later when he could leave, holding on to the hope she would let him go as agreed because if she didn't keep to her agreement there would be no house anymore and potentially no surrounding houses either, potentially no castle on the furthest hill dependant on how powerful the weapon would be.
He closed his eyes and tried to focus on sleeping and it took a while to calm down but sleep did eventually come, the colour transformation slowed down and remained on his hands for Jay had fallen into a deep dream filled sleep.
Dreams of being back in Ninjago, partying with his brothers, spending time with Nya, enjoying each other's company…..the normal everyday things he was missing out on but the things he used to enjoy which had been a huge part of his formative years was now nothing but a distant dream.
Amora's diary of care
I didn't even have to use potions or spells on the prince to get him to do my bidding, but I would for our last night if I needed to, besides it has been such a fun filled week. Lots of discoveries have been made and alas tonight is our last night, despite our little fight earlier I think it is going well. He was injured of course but he will heal. After all Loki says he is immortal, his position hampers his recovery but I will not let him free until he has calmed.
Because he is royalty the best practice is to make sure he is fed and watered as often as he needed, cleansing rituals are all important too, the prince needs to remain clean and well rested…he weakens though despite my care of him….his body seems to be struggling with something.
I know Loki had somehow mentioned my enchantments to him but I soon bypassed that little issue last night and I must say I was remarkably impressed with him. The prince has skills, I would go so far as to say a little too much of Loki's input here.
Day one, I managed to get him to take my potion, a simple draft meant to repair, replenish and allow for sleep to come quickly. I noticed he was extremely reluctant on our first night together but that was to be expected, he called me many names, I found it sweet and endearing…..he still fought because he was angry at being unable to fight back. The insults didn't aggrieve me at all they are somewhat childish though…maybe I will get used to them or tire…we'll see.
Day two, The second night was the same as the one before, with the incessant name calling and petulant behaviour but we still made love.
Day three, The third night was a little different, the shouting was none existent, it was like he had accepted what was happening was out of his control and just….simply rolled with it but seemed disgusted with himself afterwards, which was to be expected considering his body failed him and responded to me only…..he does taste good though, his essence is so young.
Day four, The fourth was different again, he started to take more control it would seem he interacts with me when he is nervous. I found out much about him and his previous life with the fake king in his life. This prince wasn't destined for anything except a life of pain, under the direction of a task master whom he referred to as a sensei, now it is apparent he is still destined for the same future but under the influence of Loki.
Day five, The fifth night was becoming better, he had actually chosen to return my kisses avoiding my lips again. Until I scared him with my blades bestowed to me by my sister Lorelei, I trapped the poor prince and he had no escape plan this time, I kissed him and he loved it….so much so that I felt his bodily responses. And we actually made love twice, he is quite the gentle man, not overly confident though and not as cruel as Loki. My heart still reaches for Thor but he no longer responds to my letters for his earth bound love keeps him close….perhaps I will be with child and then the loneliness will subside.
Day six, The prince and I made love before I left again, but he would not return my kiss it was almost as if my enchantment had run its course. Most perplexing I must admit but alas I should have strengthened them just for him. I vaguely remember Cole being similar, he was only smitten for a day, he did not attempt to seek me out the following day, nor the day after.
I asked Jayson of his decision, he could join me or stay with Loki but he chose against me. I was shocked but not surprised alas I was hurt by his words and we fought. It was a fitting final battle between two lovers, much blood was spilt, both mine and his and he apologised to me as I plunged both blades into him.
I may have broken the Asgardian royal contract, the magical bind is greatest for the current ruler and I now feel the pain, it is an intense burning pain, I momentarily forgot but he is recovering now. His blood loss was great, but he appears otherwise fine in person, albeit considerably paler.
The pain slows me down even my magiks are faltering slightly but this is a mere side effect and they will improve as he improves…as long as he drinks the wine he should recover much quicker and Loki will be none the wiser, he isn't that wise anyway….the arrogant fool.
Day seven, I cleansed his wounds, the bed and my bed chambers, the blood seemed to stray far from the bed.
He of course woke up eventually alas he is almost unrecognisable to me but I know he is still in there somewhere for he remains feisty at all times and fights my words with his own. Yet it is apparent that Loki has strengthened his mind and my methods do not rile him nay more. I don't seem to tire of him as I thought I would which troubles me for I seek to ruin them both if I'm not with child but now I doubt my own mind for I fear it betrays me.
