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 then though his eyes changed and Thor snorted. "What am I talking about. You wouldn't let go. You don't have the guts."
Loki sneered. Oh so Thor didn't think he had it in him? He was just a cowardly little Jotunn was he? Then let me show you Thor, show you what I am truly made off. And with that Loki let go, allowing the darkness to consume him.
Loki sneered as he curled together in his cell… Thor… Thor!
This was all Thors fault! Loki was stuck in this hell hole because of stupid Thor!
The blue light of the sceptre kept disturbing Loki, the bloody thing was giving him a head ache. Would someone turn that stupid thing off?!
Not far from them, a blue alien was looking towards the blue light along her white skinned brother.
Nebula snorted annoyed. "He hasn't even cried out yet!" she complained. "It's not working!"
"Patience, dear sister. We are dealing with a god." Ebony reminded Nebula. "And not just a god, a god whom has power over the mind himself. It will take time. How-ever, even if you only move a single inch with each step. All those inches together will eventually become a mile. We'll get there." he assured.
Loki hissed, he tried to sleep. Wanted to sleep, but the images wouldn't leave him. The memories.
Thor was looking nonchalant as he was holding Gungnir, his eyes dull as if he couldn't even care less. "You can stop this game now." he sighed deeply. "It's not like you have the guts to let go."
Loki hissed as he held unto Gungnir. So you think I am weak Thor? Look at you, hoping you can just be rid of me.
"Maybe I'll should just let you hang for a little longer till you learn your lesson. What do you say Loki?" Thor asked.
Loki hissed. Don't toy with me Thor! I am not what you think I am. Not weak and I will no longer be under your booth!
Then let me show you Thor, show you what I am truly made off. And with that Loki let go, allowing the darkness to consume him.