Hi guys, I know, a short chapter, again. But a put some stuff in it that had to be wrote. ENJOY!
"Who the hell are you?" Tony said, taking a defensive step in front of Loki, who was unsuccessfully trying to stand up.
The man took another step forward, now he was standing in the bright light he even looked more horrifying. "And they say you are so smart."
"You don't get it," Tony said stiffening his jaw, "Your name. What's your name,"
"Just call me Master." He said grinning. Tony quickly shot back "I don't think so. No offence dude, but I'm not gonna call you that." The grin on the man's face disappeared slightly, but Tony kept on rambling . "What do you think of, uhm let me thing... Ugly Face, or... Psycho, Scar-y or Scar-Chopath, I mean if you don't like it I always think of another one but -"
He was cut off by a clinging sound and a gasp. He looked at Scar-Chopaths hands, he had a silver box, with green letters on it, in a language Tony couldn't read. He grinned like a lunatic past Tony. Loki gasped again, as Scar-Chopath made some symbols on the silver box.
Tony's eyes widened, "What are you doing?!" Scar-Chopath gave a mentally deranged giggle. "Teaching you a lesson. Lesson number one : just don't open your mouth, and don't contradict the master." Tony got angry " I am not calling you master, Scar-Chopath!" he knew it was a mistake as the words left his lips. The man began to make more symbols on the silver box. Tony turned around. Loki wheezed and clutched his chest, trying to stifle a whimper, and failing miserably.
"Just call me master and your friend will feel no pain anymore," Tony wanted to say no more than anything, but when he heard Loki whimper again, he knew that it would be useless and selfish to do nothing.
He snarled and said "My master, you're a major asshole." Tony suddenly got slammed into the wall, with such a strength that he felt something bruise. He slowly slid down the wall, fighting the black spots that formed in his vision.
"I am a man of my word," He heard the man say. And were Loki's laboured breathing was, just moments ago, he now heard nothing. "But do not think I'll be that nice next time," He heard Scar-Chopath leaving and shakily sighed. He let unconsciousness win this battle, but next time he would beat him.
The last thing he heard was Loki shaky voice "To... ny *cough* y-you ok-kay?" He mentally slapped the God for being so idiotic self-sacrificing , and then everything got black.
There is going to be a lot more Tony whump in the end i promise but i am starting with Loki whump cuz i can.
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