Dreams May Lead Us Toward Our Future Chapter 6
Blood
Pain
Hunger
Agony
Darkness
Laughter
Loki groaned as he tossed and turned on the stone slab masquerading as a table, his throat to raw and sore from screaming to make much noise.
A Knife with barbed edges ran down his bare chest, catching on his skin every in as it ran down to his hip. he whimpered, then hissed through his teeth as he was struck across the face for making a noise.
He had forgot to be silent.
"You forget your place, son of Laufey, Loki Of Asgard."
"Please..." Loki whimpered, then hissed as he was stuck even harder, a tear making its way down his cheek, then dripped down his chin before falling on the rocky floor.
"You do not deserve to talk son of Laufey. You failed your Father your brother, your mother, your whole family. But wait! They aren't really your Family are they? You're Not even Asgardian are you?"
Loki trembled , tears pouring freely down his face.
"P-Please, No-Don't..."
He was Harshly Slapped across the face, but this time he was Stabbed with a knife, this one having barbs on each side that pointed different ways on each side. a button was pressed on the knife that sent a flair of agonizing pain through him as it sent wave after wave of some kind of searing hot magic that stabbed at his insides.
Despite his earlier sentiment, Loki screamed so loud that he wondered if Valhalla heard, ripping his throat apart even more, causing blood to drip down his chin and splash on the floor.
"Odin Allfather stole you as a Spoil of war, a relic! One that could be taken out and used when it was useful!"
"No-"
"Your a Jotun, A Monster!"
"P-Please! Stop!" Loki screamed as they sent wave after wave of the same magic through the dagger still embedded in his gut, causing Loki to scream and writhe on The stone, fighting against the restraints. the only thing that happened was his wrists and ankles to bleed sluggishly and blood to pour freely out of his mouth, his lungs quickly Filling with blood as the magic melted parts of his lungs and ribs.
"You're a monster Loki! A Monster!You Killed your own Father!"
Loki Gasped a rattling wet breath, then coughed and blood burst from his mouth, darkness creeping in on his vision, he wanted to stay awake, but he was so tired...
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Pain
Hunger
Agony
Darkness
Laughter
Loki groaned as he tossed and turned on the stone slab masquerading as a table, his throat to raw and sore from screaming to make much noise.
A Knife with barbed edges ran down his bare chest, catching on his skin every in as it ran down to his hip. he whimpered, then hissed through his teeth as he was struck across the face for making a noise.
He had forgot to be silent.
"You forget your place, son of Laufey, Loki Of Asgard."
"Please..." Loki whimpered, then hissed as he was stuck even harder, a tear making its way down his cheek, then dripped down his chin before falling on the rocky floor.
"You do not deserve to talk son of Laufey. You failed your Father your brother, your mother, your whole family. But wait! They aren't really your Family are they? You're Not even Asgardian are you?"
Loki trembled , tears pouring freely down his face.
"P-Please, No-Don't..."
He was Harshly Slapped across the face, but this time he was Stabbed with a knife, this one having barbs on each side that pointed different ways on each side. a button was pressed on the knife that sent a flair of agonizing pain through him as it sent wave after wave of some kind of searing hot magic that stabbed at his insides.
Despite his earlier sentiment, Loki screamed so loud that he wondered if Valhalla heard, ripping his throat apart even more, causing blood to drip down his chin and splash on the floor.
"Odin Allfather stole you as a Spoil of war, a relic! One that could be taken out and used when it was useful!"
"No-"
"Your a Jotun, A Monster!"
"P-Please! Stop!" Loki screamed as they sent wave after wave of the same magic through the dagger still embedded in his gut, causing Loki to scream and writhe on The stone, fighting against the restraints. the only thing that happened was his wrists and ankles to bleed sluggishly and blood to pour freely out of his mouth, his lungs quickly Filling with blood as the magic melted parts of his lungs and ribs.
"You're a monster Loki! A Monster!You Killed your own Father!"
Loki Gasped a rattling wet breath, then coughed and blood burst from his mouth, darkness creeping in on his vision, he wanted to stay awake, but he was so tired...
next chapter;
http://natalie-barton.livejournal.com/8280.html