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Hell Hath No Fury	By : CanAm77 Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 10223 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Loki was shoved to his knees by Thor. Loki looked up, the All-Father glaring at him.
“Do you realize what you have done, Loki?” Odin roared.
Loki tried to defend himself, but the mouth mask silenced him.
“I will sentence you now, Loki.”
Loki looked around, no one was present. All punishments were to be held in a public gathering. Loki felt ill.
“Loki, you shall remain in my dungeon until I feel you have learned your lesson. I will have you broken of your evil ways. Thor, chain him in my dungeon.”
“Yes, father.” Thor bowed slightly.
Thor yanked Loki up and turned to leave.
“Oh, and Thor?”
“Yes, father?”
“Loki is yours to do with until I say otherwise.”
The evil grin on Thor’s face sent Loki into a panic, he yanked away and stumbled backwards, tripping over his feet and landing on his back. He tried to flee, but Thor grabbed him by the back of the head and smashed his face into the ground, blood trickled from his forehead and his mouth mask split in two.
Loki whimpered, “Please, Thor.”
“I will hear nothing from you, brother.” Thor snarled.
Thor grabbed Loki by the throat and dragged him to the dungeon, and threw him in his cell. There was a deafening crack when Loki landed, he broke his ribs on his right side. Loki’s lungs felt heavy, it was getting hard to breathe. Thor walked away.
Loki screamed as he saw his older brother reappear. He knew what was happening. He scrambled to the far corner of the cell and shrunk into himself.
Thor grabbed him, flipped him on his back and sat on his chest. The sharp needle pierced through Loki’s lips. Loki howled in pain as the thick leather tore it’s way through the god’s lips, time and time again until their were enough X patterns over his lips to keep his mouth shut.
Blood ran from Loki’s wounds and dripped down his lips and chin.
“You will learn, Loki.” Thor said as he chained Loki against the wall, painfully crossing his arms behind his head.
Thor left without another word.
Loki shuddered. Thor ruling over him would surely have him killed. Thor pretended to love him and be a great big brother. But, no. That was not the real case. Thor had always went out of his way to hurt him growing up. Thor had always had designs on him.
***
Three days later…
Loki couldn’t even feel his arms anymore. They went numb a long time ago. At first it pained his arms, it felt like fire and lightning coursing though his veins to have his arms constantly up.
He was starving and thirsty.
He had no contact with anyone since Thor left, no food, no drink, and no relief from his painful bonded position.
Heavy boots sounded and the door to his prison opened.
Loki didn’t look up, he knew who it was.
“Miss me, brother?”
Thor grabbed Loki’s chin and forced his face to look at him.
“Oh, you did? I am so happy.” Thor said as he released Loki’s bonds.
Loki tried to catch himself, sit up, anything. But, he just landed face first on the prison floor. The chains had held him so long his whole body was numb.
Loki wanted to plead for mercy, but could not as his lips were sewn shut.
Thor tore the shirt off of Loki, revealing his bare fair back. He pulled his arm back and brought a steel lined whip cracking down on Loki’s back. The flesh split wide open and blood seeped out. Thor brought the whip down several times until Loki’s back was soaked in blood.
Loki whimpered as his leather pants were tore off of him. Thor slammed Loki’s face into the ground. Fresh blood seeped from his nose and mouth.
Loki finally went slack on the ground. Hell, he couldn’t even move his arms.
“Lay on your back,” Thor commanded.
Loki tried, oh how he tried. His muscles were all lax from improper circulation for so long.
Thor stood up and kicked him in his broken ribs, sending him spiraling onto his back.
“Loki the God of Weakness,” Thor taunted.
Loki’s defiant eyes went to his brother.
“You will learn your place.”
Thor settled between Loki’s trembling legs. Thor pushed his leathers down, his sadistic grin over taking his face as he looked down at the trembling god he had always wanted.
Thor pressed himself into Loki, taking all he had ever desired from him.
Loki screamed against his closed mouth. Shame, terror and pain engulfed him as Thor violated him.
Thor grunted like a wild animal as he thrust into Loki, his sweat dripping down and landing on the man beneath him.
“Shut up.” Thor commanded to the whimpering Loki. He wrapped his hands around Loki’s throat.
Loki couldn’t breath. Surely this was the end. Everything went blank.
***
Tony smiled to himself as he flew through the air, his suit was deafening like a finely tuned sports car.
He had just finished his newest suit, and it was awesome, with everything he wanted, and it was working great.
He looked down at the city of New York and was happy with how far rebuilt it was.
It was just past a year since Loki had brought down hell upon Earth.
They had won and his life could not get better.
***
Frigga was still grieving. She missed her son, Loki. She would check daily with Odin to see if there was news. There never was.
She took her daily stroll to Odin and kneeled before her husband, “Is there any word of my beloved, son, Loki?”
“None,” Odin said sharply.
Frigga nodded her head, tears pooled in the corner of her eyes. She walked away. She wanted nothing more than to be alone. She wandered for hours.
She finally stood before the worn door to the kingdom’s dungeon. She hated the place and never went near it.
She wasn’t sure why, but later she would speculate, but she opened her least favorite door in the world and walked down the stone stairs.
At least it would be peaceful, since they had no prisoners.
She started as she hear a loud crack. She frowned. No one should be here. She took off running and rounded the corner.
Thor was beating someone mercilessly, the figure hunched into its self.
Frigga walked forward. “THOR! What is this?”
Thor spun around, mouth hanging open.
Frigga walked forward. The broken figure on the ground turning its face towards her slightly.
The body and face were not recognizable, but the eyes. Those piercing green eyes. Except now they were dull and lifeless.
She sent her spirit out of her body, and into Loki’s mind, she instantly watched the past year of horrors.
She came back to her body and trembled. “YOU!” she screamed at Thor.
She gathered her broken son in her arms and carried him away.
Loki pressed his face into his mother’s shoulder.
Anger threatened to explode in Frigga. She made her way to Odin, Thor following at a safe distance.
Frigga finally made her way to Odin.
“How could you?!” she roared.
Odin’s face went pale, “He is under punishment.”
“This is not punishment. You know this. You and you!” She turned to Thor, “Neither one of you are spotless, you both have done wrong things, you have hurt others.”
Frigga looked down at the shell of her son. Tears welled and spilled down her cheeks.
“How could you have? Neither one of you are to have any contact with him.”
Odin started to protest.
“I will bring every realm to destruction, even if it cost me my life. You will not defy me!”
A swirling purple aura engulfed Figga as she chanted. Soon Loki had disappeared, getting sucked into the abyss of transportation.
***
Tony was jamming to the music blaring in his helmet at he rocketed towards the balcony of his tower.
As he approached, he frowned. Something was on his balcony. “Jarvis what is on my balcony?”
“Loki, sir.”
Tony landed next to the god ready to fight him, but was taken aback by the sight. The god lay naked, beaten, bloodied and unconscious. And by the looks of it he had to have some broken bones from the unnatural way some of his limbs laid.
As he was about to call SHIELD a woman appeared. Eyes sad and pained.
“My name is Frigga, I am Loki’s mother. He has more than paid for his crimes. Will you care for him. He is not safe in Asgard anymore.” Tears ran down her face.
Tony looked down at the broken god and nodded. He wasn’t sure why, maybe it was the pleading mother. Maybe it was the broken body.
He disarmed his Iron Man suit and went back to the god. He gently picked him up and had no idea what to do.
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