AN: One person, Foxchick1, wanted to see this, so here it is! A look at Bloom's time as Valtor's prisoner. Read for yourself, hope you all like it.
Bloom is sitting on the stone she picked out to make her escape route, half her attention completely focused on breaking the spells keeping her here and the other half listening for the Trix - or worse, Valtor himself.
She's had only a few visits from that monster, but each of them reminds her exactly why she needs to get out of this hellhole. As if the hundreds of suppression spells weren't a constant reminder, a crushing weight she can't shake off, Valtor's occasional visits to try and break her fighting spirit are absolute torture.
She thinks she's figured out the underlying reason for her kidnapping, underneath the fact that she's got the best chance at stopping him: revenge against her birth parents. They beat him once, they were the reason he was locked away for so long in Omega, so now he's taking his revenge out on her in lieu of them.
They should have killed him when they had the chance.
The thought bursts into Bloom's head abruptly, but she doesn't try to argue or deny it - Valtor's a monster in the shape of a man, she'd kill him herself if she could. She's never killed anyone before, but this guy has done far too much to get a shred of pity or hesitation from her.
She's heard stories on Asgard of captives bonding with their captors - no such luck here, she's stuck in this dingy little cell with so much magical weight on her that she can hardly breathe, the only thing she feels for Valtor is a burning hatred that keeps her warm even when her magic can't come to her fingers.
She hears clicking footsteps, and immediately hunches over - only the Trix come down here every day, planning new ways to torment her out loud or arguing about Valtor. On the bright side, it gives her plenty of warning as to their approach.
"Did you see the way he blasted that sucker through two walls on the last planet we raided? He's so strong!" Darcy, she's got a voice as smooth as silk and her lies are equally as hard to detect.
"Yeah, but how about the fact that he shot lightning from his hands and electrocuted four guards? That was amazing!" Stormy, with her vicious love of hurting others.
"Yes, well, we're stuck down here babysitting one beaten fairy who just won't give up. What a shame I can't show Valtor how strong I am." Icy, a voice as cold as Jotunheim and powers to match.
Bloom rolls her eyes, but doesn't say anything - listening to them bicker and argue has been one of the few things that's kept her sane all this time. Icy's face appears in the tiny windows, and she says "Well, looks like she's still alive, sisters. Ready to just give up yet, Bloom?"
"Mm, no. Ready to accept that he'll never want any of you?"
Darcy and Stormy crowd around Icy at that, and Darcy says "Really? What would you know about it?"
"Well, he keeps sending you down to keep a prisoner who can't get out from getting out. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he was getting you out of the way. Or maybe he's keeping me entertained, because listening to you three bicker and squabble over a monster like him is actually very funny." Stormy growls and shoots arcs of lightning at her, but the magic in the door sends them flying right back to her. "Oh, and that. I just love when that happens. But, say I'm wrong and Valtor does want one of you. Who?"
They all look at one another, and Darcy scoffs and says "Nice try Bloom, we're not falling for that again."
"Really, which one of you does he favor the most? Icy, the girl with a heart to match her name and powers? Darcy, the girl who lies as much as him? Or Stormy, the girl with a temper that ends up making a mess of everything? He sends you all down here to guard the most powerful person in existence, the one who shares the same source of power as him, to what? Prevent her from getting out? Keep himself from coming down here?" She knows she's got them right where she wants them, she knows exactly which buttons to press to drive the Trix up to Valtor for a few hours.
Stormy growls and says "Your bluffing. You don't know any-"
"I know he's power-hungry. I know you three only want him because he's stronger than you. I know he offered me the chance to join him back on Andros. I know I've still got the Dragon Flame, and I know it makes me far stronger than you three combined. So, what do you three think a power-hungry wizard like Valtor would like better? Three witches of average power, or one fairy who has the power that created this universe?"
Icy screams "SHUT UP! YOUR LYING!"
Bloom smirks, and says "Unlike you three, and Valtor, I don't lie. But, if you're so sure I'm deceiving you, ask him about the conversation we had on Andros, after you hit me in the back with that icicle and knocked me out. Ask him why he pulled up that shrine from the bottom of the ocean instead of letting me drown." Like Bloom figured, that sets all three off, and they immediately storm off to find Valtor. Bloom snickers, then goes back to working on the stone she never actually left.
Two hours later, she senses Valtor coming down into the dungeons and immediately stops her work - she lays on the wooden bench, pretending to be asleep. She doesn't even have to open her eyes when Valtor gets in front of the door, she can sense him even through the millions of suppression spells.
"I know your awake, Bloom." He sounds furious, right along with frustrated and annoyed - looks like she picked a perfect time to interrupt his plans then.
She's got one arm under her head, and turns so her nose is buries in her upper arm to look innocently at him. "What? Something wrong? Did a spell raid finally fail and someone take you down a few pegs?"
She doesn't sound at all concerned though, and Valtor says "No, you got the Trix worked up. Again."
"Well, then stop sending them down here. What, you expected me to be a good little fairy when you had my heart ground to dust three times over, kidnapped me, and have shoved me in this tiny little cell? Sorry, but playing nice with my captors isn't even on my priority list." She sees the look of pure fury on his face, but the one good thing about all these spells keeping her in is that they're keeping him out. "What? You want to do something? Why don't you come on in and try something? Oh, wait, that would involve opening the door and deactivating all these spells keeping me here."
She starts singing 'Stronger' - which she knows will make him madder than he already is, and she's absolutely right. She doesn't turn to look when he starts up some ridiculous speech about how she's trapped here forever; how the last heir to Domino will die, snuffed out like a candle; she just moves on to 'Waking up in Vegas' and keeps singing until he finally gives up and angrily leaves.
Thank you, Loki. You're the one that taught me how to play with people's heads - if only indirectly taught me. Now it's coming to good use.
Bloom smirks up at the ceiling as she keeps singing, feeling a spark of hope in herself for the first time in a very long time.