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The Rage of a God
            Loki just stood in silence starring at Dane. He’d had the shackles removed and demanded that be left alone and the door sealed. Dane knew he probably wasn’t going to leave the room alive.
            “I suppose it can be counted as a good thing you weren’t given to me at the first discovery of your treachery. Had you been, you wouldn’t be here about to give me answers.” Loki growled.
            “These answers,” Dane said having been ‘questioned’ by Loki before, “Will they insure that I leave Midgard alive?”
            “You’ll be lucky to die quickly instead of your death lingering on for years.” Loki said seriously. The room fell silent again as Loki slowly paced around him. “DO you have any idea the cowardice it takes to break the heart of an innocent? Using her affection and trust against her? Causing her unbearable pain and agony without even a second thought. In my eyes, that makes you an air thief.”
            “You reputation with women of any species is well known sir. If I’ve omitted these sins, it’s only a fraction of what you yourself have done.” Dane replied.
            Loki stood behind him and hissed in his ear, “None of which were my daughter you goon.”
            “I don’t know where she is.” Dane snapped startled that Loki had been so close.
            “But you know who has her.” Loki said. Dane quieted his eyes turned towards the ground. Loki opened his hand, and jammed a push dagger underneath one of Dane’s ribs. “I could easily put 6,000 of these into your body without hitting a single vital organ, or letting you lose consciousness. That would just be for starters.” He started to twist the blade moving his ribs apart just slightly making it painful and difficult to draw and breath. “Who has her, boy?” He said again.
            Loki had wanted to do this for some time and he was going to take it slow and savor every moment. Asgardians heal incredibly fast in comparison to humans, this was going to be fun.
Strung Out
            Lynnea lay on her bunk, looking across into Anika’s cell where she lay in hers. Neither was able to move very much, and certainly couldn’t stand.
            “Can you feel it?” Lynnea said closing her eyes and open them slowly. “Inside you. Stealing your senses, your wits, your will?”
            “Try to sleep M’lady. It will make the time go faster.” Anika suggested.
            “It’s already wearing off on your body, isn’t it.” Lynnea’s eyes closed again. “Because you’re true Asgardian. Your body can break down the chemicals much quicker.”
            Anika opened her eyes and looked towards Lynnea. “You aren’t getting better like you should be.” She braced her hand against the wall forcing herself to sit up. “You aren’t healing like you were when we were abducted.”
            Lynnea took a breath, “How long have we been here now?”
            “16 days.” Anika answered. “A little over 2 weeks.”
            The weakened princess laughed slightly, “7 days overdue for my injections. The added blood loss is only making it worse. I’m back to my mother’s human mortality because of this. Everything father has worked for is undone so easily.”
            “They’ve been running constant tests, these ridiculous experiments on us since we got here they must know this is killing you.” Anika said worriedly.
            “Weather or not they know, doesn’t mean they care.” Lynnea said softly. She opened her eyes looking towards her friend. “Are you ready now to be a student of the magic’s.”
            There were tears in Anika’s eyes as she was watching her mistress die. “Command me my princess. I am your servant.”
            She closed her eyes again, “Let me rest a while, it will take great concentration to give you the words.” There was a silent moment before Lynnea whispered, “Anika,”
            “Yes, M’lady.” Anika whispered back.
            “If I don’t wake up. I want you to run home, to Asgard.” Lynnea said softly. “Swear to me, if you love me, you will do as I ask.”
            Anika closed her eyes wiping the moist tears from her face, “I swear,” She promised then looked towards her, “I do love you . . . Lynnea.”
Running Out of Time
            “Brother.” Thor said standing with Loki who was preparing to go back in with Dane again. “No man could withstand such punishment and keep his secrets. Perhaps he doesn’t know where she is, or who has her.”
            “Semantics Thor, word play. We’ve always been fans of such technicalities. DO you think that the traitor isn’t familiar with the game?” Loki replied.
            “Loki, you’ve almost skinned him alive.” Thor said.
            “Not quite yet. Getting there.” Loki said starting to walk past Thor.
            “This isn’t going to bring her back to us, or undo the damage he did.” Thor said stopping Loki.
            “You’re right. It won’t. But it’s an excellent way to pass the time until we do find her.” He started to continue on his way but stopped him again holding him in place his hand against his chest.
            “Let me try, Loki. Then if I can get nothing out of him, then allow Sif. Then we will know for certain if he knows anything that can aid us find and recover Lynnea.” Thor suggested.
            Loki looked into Thor’s eyes several moments before a smile swept his face, “You can’t think for a single moment that Dane is going to leave this house in any form other then the contents of an urn, brother.”
            Thor could see the anger and murder clearly shine out from Loki’s eyes. “Mother gave him to you to do with as you see fit. It is up to you as to what his fate may be.” Loki gave him a look noting the fact he was still being stopped. Thor released him. “You must remember Loki, we love her too.
Quick Study
            “Say them again Anika. Close your eyes, hold your hands over your heart and concentrate.” Lynnea breathed still feeling very weak but had enough strength to sit up and coach the nervous young warrior. “You have to calm down and believe you can do this or it won’t work.”
            “It would service us both much better if I could simply strike or slay something.” Anika said closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.
            “You mediate, yes? SIf feels that meditation is essential to a warrior’s spirit. I’ve seen you mediate every day. You can do this.” Lynnea reassured her.
            Anika gave a nod and took another deep breath. After a moment she chanted the words Lynnea had given her slowly. When she did, Lynnea closed her eyes and could feet it beginning to work, deep inside of her. It was a special spell. The first one she ever learned on Asgard. Taught to her by Frigga, but meant for her to contact those of her family. Particularly Loki. It was a spell that wasn’t put too much use until she returned to the palace. Suddenly Anika let go and exhaled sharply. “It isn’t working M’lady. I think it works best because you are his daughter.”
            Lynnea sighed and looked away, “It always comes down to blood doesn’t it. That which binds me and father together.” She pushed herself up off the bed and moved carefully to the bars. At once Anika stood and walked to Lynnea. The princess put her arm through the bars.
            “Mistress, I can’t. You’re too weak already. I cannot.” Ankia said with a frown.
            “There is no stronger magic then blood magics. For once it would be shed in a worthy cause.” Anika still looked weary. “You must Anika. It’s our only chance of getting home.”
            Anika started to say something but stopped. She carefully took Lynnea’s hand holding it for a moment looking at her once more. She closed her eyes and bit into her arm drawing blood. “Now,” Lynnea said trying not to pass out or vomit. “Smear it over your heart as the rune that represents Loki. The rune that’s shaped like a B . . . .” She closed her eyes and shook her head a little, feeling herself become even more light headed. She sank to the floor near the bars. Anika immediately knelt down beside her. “Hold my hand and say the words, concentrated.” She encouraged her. “You’re Sif’s favorite and best warrior, you can do this.”
            She wrapped her hand around Lynnea’s holding it tight as she looked into her eyes. She took a breath and concentrated as hard and as focused as she could. Slowly and carefully she pronounced each word exactly as Lynnea had told her to say them. Their eyes locked, both Lynnea’s and Anika’s began to glow green, swirling pools of color. “Loki.” They both whispered never breaking eye contact, perfectly in sync.
            Back on her estate, Loki was standing over Dane as two servants attended his wound. He had to allow for some healing or Dane would die, and he didn’t want that. Not for a long time.
            Loki suddenly felt something deep inside of him. Something he hadn’t felt since before Lynnea left Asgard. Like something tugging inside of his chest at his very heart. “See to him.” He ordered leaving the chamber. He walked down the hallway and through the main dining room where Sif and Thor were.
            “Loki?” Sif asked. Loki held up his hand to silence her. Thor and Sif looked at each other before getting up and hurrying after him.
            The God stood outside in the garden and closed his eyes turning his face towards the sky. The feeling was stronger now, and although there was something different, there was no mistaking it. “Lynnea.” He breathed, “Show me, bring me to you.”
            Thor and Sif stopped having been running to follow him. Loki was deep in concentration, trying to make the connection stronger. Suddenly, their connection was severed and was gone. After a moment he opened his eyes not moving.
            “Brother?” Thor asked.
            “Assemble our Midgardian agents immediately.” Loki turned going back into the house, “Anyone who has an education in Midgardian cities and geography. I want them ALL!!” he roared.
Relocation
            Lynnea’s eyes opened finding she had been moved yet again. She was somewhere else then where she’d fallen asleep. “Anika?” She whispered.
            “Mm, no so much.” She heard a familiar and unwelcomed voice answer. She looked over seeing that Dandridge was sitting nearby, four armed guards in full gear on either side of her. They were moving. She could feel it beneath her where she lay. “TO be honest I’m not saddened by the loss, we learned all we could from her.”
            “Loss?” Lynnea said in horror.
            “She was mortally wounded in the siege of our facility, there wasn’t time to collect her carcass for further study.” Dandridge stated coldly. It was devastating news. It felt like a sword had been thrust through her chest. Her heart felt as though it had been shattered. She loved Anika. Now because of her, Anika’s life, her light had been extinguished. Closing her eyes she refused to let him see her cry.
            “What siege?” She demanded, “I believe I would have known of a battle happening around me.”
            “Well you have been somewhat under the weather lately princess, and it’s part of our security systems to see you are immediately sedated so you don’t get any funny ideas about using the urgent matter to your advantage. When the alarms were tripped by Asgardians from your estate, it was time we moved to better surroundings.” He said unconcerned by what had happened. Closing her eyes again she turned her face away, unable to keep her tears from falling. “I’m uncertain how you managed to message your people, but I have a feeling that now your companion is gone, it’s not an issue we have to concern ourselves with again.”
            A shock went through Lynnea’s body and then another, followed by yet another. Each more painful then the last. Her grief was desperately trying to break free of her bounds so as to devour those around her who were responsible for it.
New Information
            Anika lie still beneath a glowing dome of healing power over her bed as her body had been severely abused and wounded. When they recovered her, she had been injured so badly she was at deaths door. They had to bring her back to Asgard for treatment to save her life.
            “There was so much damage done to her Thor. Even before being wounded in the battle. They’ve found all sorts of Midgardian chemicals in her body that they were hindering her ability to heal.” Sif said, “It’s going to be sometime before she can speak to tell us where they were and what they did to them.”
            “Loki won’t be pleased.” Thor said, “But she will recover. It’s the most important point. When she wakes, she can tell us what she knows about Lynnea and the people who have her.”
            SIf looked back towards the sleeping wounded warrior. “She’s cried out several times Lynnea’s name. She didn’t want to be separated from her. Anika will feel as though she has failed.”
            “Far from it. She will help us bring our Lynnea back to us.” Thor answered, “Our healers are charged with her care.”
Recovery
            “Now we have some privacy, perhaps when we talk it will make things easier.” Dandridge said.
            “I’m not going to work for you or help you in any way.” Lynnea said not wanting to hear another pitch from him right now. Her best friend and only ally was killed, and it was his fault. It was her fault.
            He approached her and pulled a chair closer to the hospital bed where she lay strapped down tight. They were giving her IV meds and fluids to replenish her health which was failing now. Her body was back to the mortality of her mother and had been used so much, it was simply starting to give up. They had to stop taking blood from her otherwise she would perish quickly.
            “Do you enjoy this princess?” He began, “Being used in such a way? Day in, day out, kept inside. You haven’t seen the light of day in a little more than a month. As I understand it, you were rather fond of the garden on your estate.”
            “Whose fault is that?” Lynnea said closing her eyes.
            “Right now? It’s yours, my dear. I’m far too familiar with your father’s exploits, and reputation to believe that I would have your cooperation for a moment, if it wasn’t those restraints on your body. You would eviscerate me without a moment’s thought. Even those men, my people, the doctors that have attended you. You would torture and kills us all. Would you?” Lynnea didn’t respond, “Wouldn’t you?” He repeated.
            Her eyes opened starring into his sharply. They had become darker somehow. “All you’re doing is delaying the inevitable, each day you insist on keeping me here. If I don’t kill you, my family . . . my father, will.”
            “Perhaps.” He leaned closer to her, “But it won’t help you, and it won’t bring back your friend.” He snapped before standing and walking out leaving Lynnea alone.
            Tears slid down Lynnea’s face as she tried to muffle her cries and stay strong. But for the first time, she truly felt helpless.
            “Father,” She whispered, where are you? Are you with me?”

Awake
            “No, I must go back! I must go now! I cannot leave her alone!” Thor and Loki came into the healing room to find a commotion. The healers were trying to keep her down and from getting up as she was still very wounded.
            “What is this?” Thor demanded. Immediately everyone in the room saluted and bowed seeing the two Princes arrive. Everyone except Anika who was still too upset and anxious. Even though she was in severe almost unbearable pain, she was determined to return to Lynnea.
            “Your highness,” Anika said saluting before stepping closer to Loki barely able to stand. “Please, we must return through the biofrost to Midgard. I beg you. We cannot leave her alone, with those people.”
            Her knees started to buckle but Thor reached out and caught her, taking her back to the bed and laying her down under the healing light dome, “You cannot be of any use to her if you kill yourself outright.” Loki said walking closer to them.
            “You’re lucky to be alive Anika. Had you been lost to us for just a few more moments, there would have been nothing that could have been done.” Thor said.
            “But the princess, M’lady, she’s alone. She’s alone and they’re hurting her. They hurt her and abuse her relentlessly. She can’t be alone, she simply cannot be. I cannot abandon her!” She exclaimed starting to get up again but Thor pushed her to lay back down.
            Loki looked at the young woman rather pleased that she was so concerned about Lynnea. Dane never showed such emotion or devotion where Lynnea was concerned. “What can you tell us about where the two of you were being held.” Loki asked.
            “They are well trained, well organized, and very attentive to the point of paranoia. They are ruthless, greedy, and completely devoid of any kind of moral code, no grasp of honor among them.” She answered as directly as possible.
            “You said they were hurting Lynnea. Hurting her how?” Loki demanded.
            Anika looked away ashamed she was unable to protect her. “They take her blood every day, they purposely make her ill with chemicals just to see how she will respond and react. It took longer and longer for her to recover.” Anika closed her eyes, “M’lady was dying. I was watching her die, and I could do nothing.”
            “How are they keeping her hidden from me?” Loki demanded.
            “They have specially made cuffs fitted to her neck, her wrists, her ankles. They prevent her from using the magics. They make her helpless. The Princess defends herself without the use of magics but she is to weak. What they take from her, what they give to her how they violate her, . . .she’s lost my lord.” There were tears in her eyes, “And now she’s alone.”
            Thor rested his hand on Anika’s arm. “Rest now. We will talk more of this tomorrow calm yourself Anika. We will bring Lynnea home.”
            With that Thor and Loki stood and left the healers to do their work. “So that’s who they’re doing it.” Loki said in a low growl.
            “Where would they get the knowledge and materials for such trickery?” Thor asked.
            “Where else.” Loki stopped and turned back to Thor, “As her bodyguard, Dane oversaw everything, all the workings within and outside the house. Material transfers from Asgard, whatever he wanted would have been in the shipments and no one would question it.”
            “He gave them everything they needed to take her and keep her.” Thor said in disbelief. “What could they have offered him that this treachery would know no bounds.”
            “At least we still have the traitor. As soon as we know what spells and enchantments are being used we’ll be able to track them.” They turned and continued down the hallway.
            “We must be quick, if what Anika says is true, Lynnea may not have much time.” Thor cautioned.
            “If it comes to that, and I am forced to bury my child . . . those responsible will pay in more ways than they could conceive in their darkest nightmares. Dane would have gotten off easy in comparison.”
To Be Continued . . . .
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