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Loki ended up in SHILED’s hands after the attack on New York. The humans dragged him away faster than Thor could think.
He had no idea where on Midgard he was. Placed in a cell with just a window looking out on a forest. The cell did not include a bed, so the floor it was. People came with something eatable and water during the day, but nothing more happened. There was technology in the walls, sending electric pulses to keep the magic from leaving Loki. Impressive to be honest, but he still is searching for a hole in the interior.
He did not know how many days it had been since he got there when the routines changed. A tall man with too many muscles for his t-shirt was standing in front of Loki’s cell. He had a long snake inked around his arm, a snake dripping poison. His weapon was placed on his belt, no pointing yet.
“Get up” he said with so little enthusiasm that Loki just was going to ignore it so he would become a bit angrier, making this a bit more interesting.
“Get up Loki”, a bit more, but not what he hoped for, but he did get of the floor. Sitting for who knows many days had been quite boring, now something was actually happening.
The man opened the cell door and suddenly his cell were overpopulated by people pointing weapons at him. He was actually caught by surprise and didn’t notice someone sneaking up behind him placing a needle in his neck. He spun around and pushed the person responsible. All the other tensed and made a ridiculous motion telling him they hold guns.
“Don’t be stupid Loki, these bullets are made just for you” the man with the snake was teasing, “Would you let us test them out?” Of course, he let them test those out, he wanted to smack that face to the wall and destroy every other person there, but the bullet left the weapon faster than he could reach the man. He stumbled to the ground, hit in his left leg. The man went down to Loki’s level, smiling.
“It has started working. We can take him now”, he said and then stood up and went out of the cell. Arms were pushing Loki on his feet, and they needed to push because Loki could not make his feet obey. The needle. He fought for the rights of his arms, but the woman holding it had the control. Fuck.
He was taken to another room, not far from his cell. The people controlling his limps, managed to get him onto a table. Arms and legs were bound with Loki not able to protest. He heard a chair being pushed towards him and a new figure showed up. This one was a woman with round glasses and dark brown hair put in a ponytail.
“You shot him?” the woman asked the man with the snake.
“He needed to know we are a threat”.
Loki chuckled to that. A threat.
“Funny?” how could this man not be just a bit irritated, a small hint of anger, disgust, anything.
“Very”, Loki said and yes, it sounded like it was a very long time since the last time he had uttered words.
“Good. He can talk. I am outside if he causes any trouble, but the serum should last for a couple of hours, so we can get him into his cell again”. He left the room. With the woman there was another man, and two people standing at the door, no weapon in their hands though, but Loki felt that there wasn’t any need for them.
“Okay. Can you take the bullet out?” the woman asked the man; he looked quite young to be working with torture.
“Yes”.
There were almost no pain when the man bulled the needle out, the only thing occurring was a faint feeling of the pain and motion.
“Okay Loki, if you don’t cooperate that’s fine, I don’t care. In fact, don’t, I have a lot of things I want to test out. But first, I need you to open your moth”, she held up a stick with some cotton at the end.
Loki of course ignored her and looked away, trying to get his limps working.
“Done?”
“Yes”, the man answered.
“Open his moth”
Loki shot her a death stare. “Don’t complain, you chose this”.
Two hands were pulling his jaw open, and he managed, it wasn’t hard succeeding in that.
“Thank you”. The cotton stick scraped his mouth, leaving a feeling of a secret revealed. He got the small control he had over his jaw back. The cotton stick, the secret, was secured in some plastic bag and placed in an envelope.
“Okay, what should we do next?” the woman looked at Loki, almost waiting for an answer. “Give me the bloodwork equipment”. More needles.
On the table with the woman’s computer were three glasses filled with blood. Fantastic.
“Let him know he can take him back to his cell now”, the woman said to the man, but looked at Loki. “I promise, next time will be more fun”.
“I don’t doubt it”, Loki said while the man with the snake and four other humans came through the door. The woman just smiled to him while they unstrapped him and took over the control of his arms and legs.
The floor greeted him the moment they got him inside his cell. Quickly looking the cell after them, but Loki doubted he would be able to do any damage if they used more time. Fuck this serum.