In the darkness, beneath the surface of an asteroid. In what was basically a cell carved into the rock itself was a pity full looking create… A man.
A body looking white as the purest snow laying on the ground, marred by wounds and scars. Black greasy hair covering his bloodied face, green eyes dull.
Naked as the day he was born, the man was laying on the ground. Each gasp clearly painful. There was no need for chains, it wasn't like he could move anyway.
A blue woman, half machine stepped inside the cell. She crouched down and then grabbed Lokis chin, lifting his head so they were now facing each other. Green eyes filled with hate burning into the black ones.
"Father is fair, and he have need of you." Nebula spoke. "All of this will stop, just bow to him. Kneel… Swear your loyalty."
Loki sneered as he looked up, his green eyes as alive as ever even if the rest of his body was destroyed. "Never."
Nebula let go and Lokis head fell back on the ground as he gasped for air, Nebula standing as she looked down at him.
Another alien stepped in, white skin and stringy hair. Looking down at their abused victim. "Not much of a progress huh?" Ebony commented.
"He is stubborn and arrogant." Nebula replied. "Even now, he is to proud to do the sensible thing."
Ebony nodded.
"He is going to die before he bends." Nebula plainly stated. "I would like to continue, but father wont be pleased."
"Seems to me." Ebony commented as he glanced down. "Other means are required in this endeavour."
Slowly Nebula and Ebony turned their heads until they were looking at each other, and then the both of them smiled. Their teethe showing and their dark eyes glistening in the dark. Then Nebula stepped back gesturing for Ebony to step inside.
Loki gasped for air as Ebony glanced down at him. "Now then." he reached a hand towards Loki. Long white fingers, coming closer to Lokis face. "What terrors lurks in the mind of a god?" he asked putting his fingers on Lokis head.
Loki hissed, squinting his eyes but then he grinned as he looked up. His eyes triumphant. "You think you are the only one with mastery over the mind?" he asked. "Such cheap tricks wont work on me you fool."
"Ah, forgive me." Ebony retrieved his hand. "That was presumptuous of me." then he frowned. "Hmm… What to do, what to do?" he asked. "Ah, I might have an idea." he held up a finger. "Though I shall have to go consult with father."
Nebula shrugged. "If you think it will work."
"Oh it will work." Ebony grinned. "It will work." he stated as he stood up and started to walk away.
Loki hissed. He tried to stay awake, stay conscious. But it was slipping away from him.. He couldn't keep his eyes open and so they closed.
Loki groaned, an odd light disturbed him. Going through his eyelids… It was uncomfortable. Turn it off… Please.
No such luck, the light was constant yet somehow pulsing and Loki groaned as he finally managed to crack his eyes open to see a sick blue light, filling his little stony cell.
What… where… Loki glanced and saw, there. Just out of reach where he couldn't touch it was a strange looking sceptre.
The design alien and the light, coming from the tip which was shining that blue light.
It seemed wrong somehow, like someone had taken it and twisted it into a position the light didn't want to be in. Like this wasn't its natural form.
Loki hissed as he fortiefied his mental barriers. What-ever this thing was… It wouldn't get to him. He would resist.
Loki closed his eyes to allow unconscious to take him ones more though as it did… sounds could be heard in the depths of his mind… Voices.
"Loki stop! This madness!"
"I shall kill those Jotunns, every single last one of them!"
"You're not our king! I will never follow you!"
Loki hissed as he hang there, dangling across the abyss below him, the void. His hands trying to hold unto the spear. Looking up Loki saw him, the thunder god Thor, desperately holding unto Gungnir. Not just him, Odin was there to. Holding unto Thor so Thor wouldn't fall down.
Ah… Thor… That was it wasn't it? It was always about Thor. In that moment, everything became clear to Loki.
All his life, he had just been Odins little puppet to parade around. Nothing more. He was there to make Thor look good. A mindless drone. That was what he had been, and was always going to be as long as he remained at Asgard.
No… Not this time. This time these two fools would not have it their way. It was over, no longer would Loki be their puppet grovelling at their demand. Loki hissed as he looked up, what was left for him at this place anyway?
Thor gasped as he looked at him. " No... Loki please don't. " he asked.
Those were Thors words, but his eyes told another story… Do it Loki… Do it. Free me of the burden. That burden which is you.
Very well. I shall free you of the burden Thor. This untameable monster will be gone.
And Loki let go, allowing the darkness to consume him.