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IronHidesconnonlover

RougeReaper

The Power of Goodbye

It's been a rough few months but now that finals week is over, more chapters! I'm so sorry about the long wait! Only this and one more chapter of dark times before we go into meeting familiar faces. It's gonna be hard but we'll get through it. Thank you guys so much!

Disclaimer: I do not owe anything except my OC's.

Warning! This chapter does mention torture and some sexual content. If you cannot read it, skip this chapter!

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I was going to hell.

A hell made up of dark damp stone where the sun never breaks through the thick dust that's caked onto the windows as I'm dragged past them. The day I arrived, the last day I would ever see the sun, is the day they took everything away. My clothes were traded for a white thick nightgown, my necklace was torn away from neck, and I was no longer allowed to wear shoes. The cold floor made me shiver as two large men dressed all in white walked, more like dragged me once again, to my room. Tears rained down my eyes as I was forced into my room, teeth chattering as I sunk to the cold ground. There was just a bed and a toilet in the room. No pillow, just a thin blanket was all I got on a comfort level.

I'm in hell...

I tried to keep track of time but after a week, maybe two, the days began to blur. There were the occasional screams and muttering but I was only greeted with silence when I called out. I wanted my friends, I wanted my Uncle. I shouted and shouted but no one answered. I was brought small meals three times a day but when I started to feel less scared, when they knew I my guard was down did they pounce on me like a cat to a mouse.

"Hello Miss Swan." I turned my head to see a tall doctor with sandy blond hair, gray eyes, and a wicked smile standing in the doorway with a small nurse behind him. She seemed scared and so out of place that I questioned in my head why she was in this place like this.

"Hello sir." I spoke, my voice rough from a mix of not talking and screaming myself to sleep after nightmares kept waking me up. No visitors, not friends, nothing but the silence.

"My name is Doctor Mark if you've forgotten. I'll be seeing your recovery process." he said and sat besides me on the bed. I didn't want him near me. He looked different and the voice inside of me was screaming to get away.

"But there is nothing wrong with me. There's a mistake, my friends are real, I got hurt protecting them." I said to him and he started to laugh. He got up to stand in front of me.

"My girl, you have no friends and you became suicidal when you fell into depression once you realized that no one wants a silly girl like you. You're a freak, that's what you are." He said with a smile that I hated.

"No! You're wrong!" I shouted, only to receive a slap.

A slap that made my lip bleed.

I looked at the doctor, whose face was like stone. He slapped me again, and again, and again.

"You're in a delusion Miss Swan. We will break you of it and correct your mind." He reached to gently stroke my sore face as if his slaps meant nothing. He had this disgusting look in his eyes. "I will make you the perfect pet, so obedient and silent. I'll enjoy breaking you in anyway I want." With that he left, shutting the down to my freedom, locking it behind him.

I collapsed on the bed, crying myself to sleep that night.

"Thor...come save me...please."

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It was another day of torture.

Doctor Mark would take me everyday to this door stained in blood and water of the other people living in this hell along with me. We are prisoners to his amusement and I am his greatest prize. He would strap me to a metal chair, leather straps dug into my skin as they held me down. His fingers would roam then. Pinching, caressing, slapping, gripping tightly where bruises would form I learned not to cry in front of him. Some days I would just sit in the chair for hours on end, forcing me to wet myself.

Some days I would never leave my room, only I would only get one meal for the rest of the day. I would stare at the walls, imagine I was somewhere else with Thor and Loki, playing in the sun. But Doctor Mark knows what I'm thinking. If I think about my friends or family he would come marching in, dragging me down the hall so that I would be once again strapped to the chair only to be shocked over and over again.

"What friends do you have?" He would scream at my face.

"Thor and Loki!" I would answer him only to be shocked at a higher voltage.

"You have no friends!" He would scream back at me.

I will not break.

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"Well, then, it appears that we will be your very first friends. We will never allow anything to happen to you." Thor said.

"We're friends now. Trust us." Loki said.

"Promise?" I asked them.

"Promise."

They lied. They said they would always protect me but where are they now?

"I'll protect you Odette I swear. Nothing bad will happen to you. We'll stay together I promise." He said and he looked at me. He took my chin and looked me in the eyes. "Can I asked for one birthday present early though? Just one?"

"But I only made you one gift though." I asked to him and he laughed releasing my chin to rest his hand on my cheek. He leaned in getting closer to my face.

"This gift, you don't have to make it. Just close your eyes." He said and when I did I could feel something press up against my lips. Our joined hands tightened even more and when Thor moved away he rested his forehead against mine with a smile on his face.

Oh Thor...

How I wish you were here with me.

I'm so sorry...

"You're the only one I want too." I said and my coughing got worse as did the pain. "I'm so sorry." I said and I felt my legs go numb and it got harder to breathe.

"Stay with me Odette! You hear me! You have to stay here with me! You can't leave me now that I've told you how much I love you!" He cried and I used what was left of my strength to rise myself up to kiss him on the lips. It was quick and sweet but I did it.

"I love you too." With that I felt my eyes close and the world began to spin.

"Odette!" I heard Thor cry out and I felt myself slip away.

The memory of that day made tears burn in my eyes.

What are they doing now? They must think I'm dead. Probably heartbroken...

Or maybe they moved on...

Will no one come save me?

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"You must be strong little one." I snapped my head up to see the nurse that follows the doctor everywhere. Her golden eyes held sadness as she stood with her hands folded in front of her.

"Why are you so nice? Shouldn't you be dragging me from the room to torture me?" I asked her with narrowed eyes.

"I'm here hidden from his eyes. Please little one, my lady knows your pain but she is too weak. You must be strong and resist." She said.

"Who are you talking about?" I paused. "You're here to trick me! Not going to work, I'm on to you now! I'll never give up!" I shouted at her and she smiled.

"That is what my lady wishes. Please, trust me when I say you are a very important person Odette." She came and sat next to me. She gave off this feeling that I could trust her. This strange warmth made me miss the times where I would sleep in-between Thor and Loki.

"Who do you keep talking about?" I asked her. She then explained her lady, Queen Serenity whose at war with her brother. One of his generals runs this place and it was meant for a trap for me. They attacked me in Asgard, to force my parents to send me here, making everyone believe I was dead or crazy. She told me that I was needed, along with three others so I needed to keep fighting.

"You are not alone Odette. I will be watching and will try all I can to keep you safe as possible." She said and hugged me close to her. She stayed a while longer before she left. Even though I had a friend within these walls. I only hope she's enough to keep the shadows away.

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They were plucking feathers today.

My beautiful feathers that made up my wings, were being plucked like a chicken ready to be skinned and chopped into bits and pieces. I was strapped to a chair face down this time as Doctor Mark sat on top of me, his disgusting hands plucking my feathers with laughter filling the room.

I begged.

I begged him to stop, screaming as he ripped them off, tossing them them in the air like confetti.

After all my beautiful feathers lay on the dirty ground I was helpless under him to his groping, and dirty whispers in my ear. All the things he would do to me, break me until I was nothing but a shell. He would then slip his hands under my gown so he could feel my skin. I wanted to throw up and I was surprised that I had tears to shed still. He would then lick me, pull my hair back and just humiliate me for hours until he got bored.

My wings were ugly now.

Of course they would grow back, tougher to pull out and even more painful when he would.

I try so hard to keep my wings in but it's so hard when they want to come out. Whenever they did, no matter, what time it was I would be dragged from my room to be strapped into that damn chair. My blood from my wings would splatter everywhere when he would pull too hard or if he was impatient he would take a scalpel and just cut them off.

My wings would be naked and bloody before the go back...

When he does he just leaves me there, smiling and he would lick the blood off his hands before he would have his zombie boys come and drag me back to my room. Some days I would have no energy to walk so the zombie boys, as I call the doctors henchmen, that drag me back with my feet dragging the floor as they hold me up before throw me inside my room.

I felt like a used rag.

To be used and abused whose only bright light is the nurse that comes in to tend to my wounds only for the doctor to reopen them again later. She would come in softly, telling me to be strong and that I only had to wait a little bit longer because my uncle is fighting for the right to set me free. I've been here a year now and each days feels like eternity.

"Things will be better. I promise you." She said and I closed my eyes, crying softly till I fell asleep.

She's wrong though...

She can't make any promises...

Promises is what get's you hurt or killed...

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Two years...

I've been here two years and my luck has officially run out.

The nurse I've called friend in hell has disappeared.

She's been gone a week and my fear is at an all time high.

And today is the day I'm shown the truth behind all of the masks, shadows, and pain in this place. Everyone here has been fooled by the shadow general that runs this place. The patients have been hurt and experimented on all because of a hidden war that I'm involved in. And I can feel myself weakened by the darkness of this place. My will is thin and I cannot fight anymore.

This is the day I lose the battle.

My uncle needs to hurry but I fear it's too late to save me.

I was dragged out of my cell at an unusual time by the zombie boys.

I was once again strapped into the chair forced to look forward as I waited. After what seemed like forever the door burst open, the doctor dragging someone in with rage with his eyes. The person whose being dragged by the hair; skin bloody and bruised with tears streaming down their face.

The nurse who've I called friend was on her knees; held hostage by the mad shadow doctor.

"You little snake." He hissed and tugged at the nurses hair. "Just when I think I've got you just right I find out that this little bitch is not who she says to be. She is nothing but a snake hiding in the grass." He backhanded her so she landed on the floor hard before pulling her back up again. "She's been feeding you hope and lies. I will not allow this to continue!" He looked at me, his eyes black as night. "I will break you." He said.

Next thing I knew there was blood everywhere.

And I was screaming.

The doctor drew out a knife and even though the nurse told me to be strong, to keeping fighting, the moment her her neck was sliced open I knew there was no escaping. She was only only hope but as I bathe in her blood as it splatter all over me my luck ran out. He threw her dead body to the floor and approached me, calling to someone who waited outside.

"I'm done waiting. She disappears now." He said and the person stepped forward. It was a women with the same black eyes and sinister smile. "Take over her mind and make sure she never sees the light of day ever again. The master wants to use her so don't kill her." He ordered and some dark black flame out of his hand.

"It will be done." She said and rested her hand on my head.

"Good-bye Odette Swan." He said and placed his flaming hand on my head. I screamed in pain; it felt like my head was on fire, splitting in half at the same time. I felt something slip in and start screwing around in my head. Tears ran down my face as I heard laughter, not my laughter but someone else.

"I love my new home. I'm so going to enjoy this new body." Then I was gone.

I could no longer control my body, I was placed behind a glass, forced to watch everything that was happening. I screamed and pounded on the glass with what strength I had left but it was for nothing. I lost.

I lost the battle and the war and I can't do anything about it.

"I'm sorry Queen Serenity. I'm sorry Thor and Loki. I've failed you." I said as the laughter continued to echo in my own mind. I was trapped in my own mind.

No escape.

Nothing but the darkness around me.

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Sorry for the delay! Hope you like it! One more chapter and we'll see our princes again! Review and let me know what you think!