Marvel Imagines

Loki

"Let me see him."

The guard in front of his glass cell shook his head. "Sorry Ma'am. Strict orders."

"Excuse me! I am his therapist! I would like to see my patient!" You burst out a bit angry.

He looks at you unfazed. He pressed his pointer finger and middle finger to his ear piece.

"Hello, Mr. Fury. Miss (Y/N) wishes to go inside the prisoners cell. She is supposed to be his 'therapist'?" He spoke softly.

You heard mumbling from the earpiece. Wondering what he's saying.

You shift your gaze behind the guard as he talks to Fury. You see him. Shirtless with his back to you. He sits on the floor hugging his knees. You frown.

You have been his therapist for a few months. And you guess nothing's working. But you're not giving up! Yet..

The guard gave you a glance and he turned and continued his chat with Fury.

You slowly slip past him and slide your card and place your hand on the scanner. You close your left eye and a red beam scans your right eye.

A light turns green and the glass door slides up for you to duck under and enter. "Welcome Dr. (Y/N)."

You enter and stand by the glass door and press the close button. You hear a lock. Then another. Then another. Then metal shades close around the whole cell.

You clear your throat. "Loki."

His body tenses.

"Lok-"

He cuts you off and he spins around and his hand are shaped as if he's holding a cup.

His body had multiple deep gashes. You realize that he has a large gash running from his forehead to behind his right ear. What happened to him?!

He's using his magic on you. His magic is cutting of your oxygen.

"L-L-Loki!" You wheeze out. "S-S-S-Stop!"

You cared for him. But you were scared.

His eyes glow a bright red. His skin tinting a light blue. "What do you want?!" He roars.

You go to say something but black dots cover your vision. That's it. You are going to die. By a man you thought was going to be your best friend....or even more...

Your hands begin to slowly stop clawing at your throat. "L....ok....i...." Your body slumps in his magic grip.

"Fuck!" You hear him yell and he stops. He runs over to you. "N-No! (Y/N)! I-I-I didn't mean to! Please wake up!"

Your eyes are cracked and your breaths are extremely shallow. Your heart beat is slow.

"Hey! What's going on in there?!" You hear banging on the metal shades.

"Help! She's dying!" Loki cries out. He hugs you close to him.

The metal shades slowly come up and the locks unlock. Just right when the guard and paramedic get to you,

You're gone.