So my story was all messed up because I tried uploading it on my phone, BIG MISTAKE. Also I re-uploaded chapter 3 thanks to the amazing Blueguju, who also edited this chapter. Thank you so much!

Anyway, on with the show!

Bella
I was running. My pace was quickening and quickening. All I could think about was freedom.
My freedom. I needed to reach it but it was too far out of my grasp.

I ran past countless Doctors and Scientists. Engineers, and men wearing the acronym S.H.I.E.L.D across their backs.

I pushed and pulled and jumped and sprinted but it was no use. I collided with a solid body. One that wasn't even there a millisecond ago may I add.

Expecting to see a puppet of Loki's, I looked up with a glare. Only my eyes met a cold gaze. A cold gaze I was specifically running from.

"And where are you off too in such a hurry my pet?" He peered down at me and I immediately cowered away. Frantically, I began running in the opposite direction of my kidnapper.

I ran once more, not making it nearly as far as I had before. I found a secluded and damp hallway, and I bolted into the first room I found, which by luck was abandoned and dark.

It was a crowded storage room that held many empty boxes of files. My back was against the door for a few moments as I waited for my breathing to slow. I heard no one follow.

Relaxing slightly I began to wander the large room in search of an exit. Barely a minute later did I realize that I wasn't in fact, alone.

"Dearest Swan. Did you really think you could escape me so easily?" He asked from an unknown location. I panicked and yelped loudly as I frantically looked around.

"Pl-pl-ease. I-I h-a-" I never got to finish begging, because I found myself face to face with the god of mischief himself. He was approaching me slowly but with a hidden threat in his strides.

I cried out and ran in the opposite direction. As I rounded the corner, I came face to face with Loki once more, the same sadistic smile graced his thin lips. I turned to run again, but I was stopped by another Loki behind me. Two of them?

I managed to run around them but the second I found an open space, I was surrounded. Not by two Loki's, but at least 5. Their numbers grew as they chanted, "You're not going anywhere, my pet."

Their words didn't leave their lips, but rather they spoke in my mind. They were antagonizing me greatly, and I couldn't take it anymore.

Shrinking to my knees, I let out a loud howl and held my head tightly gripping my hair. "Please, Loki please." I repeated it over and over again, but the chanting continued. Tears fell from my eyes, and the pain in my head worsened. Then, I felt it. I felt myself break.

I let out a loud scream and held my palms out on either side of me. I thought about the pain and how much I just wanted them to stop. How much I wanted the manipulation to stop. And it did.

I felt this burning sensation rise in my very core. A knot in my stomach untied itself with fire. And my mind was cleared of all around me.

The next thing I knew, they were gone. The chanting ceased immediately and slowly I unwrapped my arms from their shielding state.

Only one stood before me. Loki. The true Loki. He lacked caution as he approached me. The prince proudly knelt down to my pathetic level and grasped my chin in his hand.

"All you needed was a push my pet." His smirk didn't falter when I snarled at him and removed my chin from his grasp. I felt wild, like an untamed beast. The fury was slowly taking over my very being.

"What did you do to me?" I growled, and pushed myself to my feet without his much needed help.

"I did nothing Isabella. It was you who pushed me out of your mind." He almost sounded proud, but I knew better. He wasn't exactly happy that I, and an amateur at that, could out-magic the god of mischief. As he rose, and towered over me once more he peered down at me. Studying me like an endangered species.

"You're lying." Was all I could muster. With eyes like that tearing into your soul, I couldn't bear to look at him. He had a power over me.

"Though lying is one of my...fortes...I did nothing to assist you. I provoked you and you responded much like I figured you would." He circled me slowly and examined me. "If it makes you feel any better, I can no longer hear your thoughts."

That did make me feel better. I could think freely. And I would start by calling him every name I possible could.

"I helped you, as I told you I would...Still though, dear Swan." Loki came around to face me once more, and I felt myself getting smaller as he leant down towards my solemn face. "You tried to run from me. Why is that? Did you not think me capable of assisting you with your abilities?" The god studied me as he waited for my answer. But I kept my best poker face on display.

"I was...I just...I panicked. I thought...I got overwhelmed is all." I watched him relax slightly, but tensed up again when I tore my gaze from his. His cruel laugh rang throughout the abandoned storage room.

"I am a god of lies and deception. You believe yourself so great that you can lie to the god of lies?" He questioned. I took a couple steps back.

"Please...I needed to... I can't do this...I left everyone-" I stopped there. Realizing my mistake I felt tears make their way to the surface. His expression became angry very quickly.

"And the truth comes out. You were going to leave and go back to your pitiful midgardian company." He spat the words with venom and spit. It made me realize just how truly frightening this man was.
I whimpered when he approached me, his glare cooled when he saw how scared I was. Still, cruelty had already overtaken his vessel.

"Perhaps I will pay them a visit myself." His words caught me off tears I desperately tried to hold back now were set loose. After all that I have been through, just trying to protect the ones I love he could take them away with just a snap of his finger. Ironically, I wonder if this is the pain Edward felt when he left me. He left to protect me. But now, I knew that I would have to do the same.

"You cant!" My knees gave out and I fell before the god. "I'll never attempt to leave again. I swear! Just please Loki, please don't-" I cut off because I could no longer speak. I tried to find my voice but it wouldn't return to me, hitched breathing and sobs were the only sounds I made. I closed my eyes and clenched my fists trying to calm myself, but all I felt was my skin breaking from my sharp nails.

I felt him hesitate, but after his internal conflict, he met me on the floor and forced me to face him. "Look at me." I did. I looked and let his green eyes and pale complexion hypnotize me. "Do you swear to abide by my every rule?" I nodded. "Do you swear to stay here unless I say otherwise?" Again I nodded.

His thumbs wiped my tears and he pulled me to my feet. "Agent Barton, take Isabella back to her room now." A muscular man wearing leather gear stepped out of the shadows. Had he been there the whole time?

He took my elbow and pulled me from Loki. I turned around to protest to the god, but he no longer stood behind me. As fast as lightening.

When Agent Barton released me, we were in front of my new bedroom doors. He turned to leave but I grabbed his arm and made him face me. I looked at him curiously.

His eyes were blue. Too blue. Just like everyone else's were. He pulled away and stumbled back, obviously taken aback with my sudden interest in his eyes. I muttered a quick sorry and opened my door, slamming it behind me.

Slowly and quietly, I slid down the door. I was the only one here who wasn't under Loki's spell. I was the only one with real eyes and a real personality that hadn't been overtaken by magic. If Loki had such abilities, why did he not use them on me? Why not make me his puppet too?

Nothing added up anymore.

I found myself stumbling to the bed in the center of the room, and like a burning candle I flickered and went out.