"How'd you get this number?" Peter Parker

Hello lil brother

Loki started to wake up, he blinked his eyes and sat up. Looking around the room at first he thought it was a closet. But a second look told him it was some kind of cell, it also told him that there was a trembling figure on the floor in the corner. He got up slowly and went to the figure, when he got close enough through the darkness he could see red and blue. It was Peter, he was curled in on himself and shaking.

"Peter, Hey Pete" Loki pulled Peter out of the corner and into his arms. He looked to be running a fever, but how he was only here for about an hour? Loki just turned him and Peter so that his back was against the wall and Peter was against his chest. Loki's constant cool aura was like an icepack, soothing his hot flashes.

"L-lok" he slurred, he was drugged.

"Yeah, it's me Pete, you're going to be ok. We'll get out of here" he said, more to convince himself than Peter.

"You -fink.... so" he slurred again, his words getting more messed up by the second.

"Yeah, I think so" hope so.

The two sat in silence for so long that Loki lost count, his back aches from the way he was sitting but Peter had fallen asleep. If he was going to break the fever then he needed as much rest as he could get.

Loki started thinking, how could he get out? Oh you dumbass, teleport he thought, but when he tried to  do it he stayed where he was. He looked around the room, squinting he thought to himself 'how did little midgardians manage to get power wielding metal strong enough for a god?' Maybe he could ask them when they come in. It was as almost as if his thoughts were heard, and at thins point he wouldn't be surprised if they could, the door opened.

In walked the devil in a black suit and tie.
Skip, fucking Westcott, it took all of Loki's strength to stay in his spot. He wanted to strangle the man and watch the life leave his eyes. Watch what he did fade into the abyss dragging his.. wait he doesn't have a soul... life with it.

"Well well well, I can not believe it. Can you believe it?" He turned to a short man with a clip board, the man shook his head. "A God and a mutant in one day? Unheard of. But I guess when I find out my little Einstein is living with the avengers the opportunity is just too perfect to pass up." He walked closer. "It's not as if I was going to give up the chance of a life time, I can finally work with a freak. Don't worry it's not you, you'll be fine. You're mostly here because you went looking for me, no its Einstein here. He's going to be the star of the show, isn't that right Peter" he dragged a dirty finger nail across Peters cheek and Loki growled.

"Don't you dare touch him, never again" he kept his eye contact, he wasn't going to lie, he was scared of being powerless. It's been one of his biggest fears since he was little and first started learning about them.

"Oh I can do what I please... like this" he snapped his fingers and two men walked out from behind him. They bend down and snatched Peter from Loki, who tried his best to hold on but failed and watched his little brother dragged out of the room.
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Peter felt the chill of Loki and relaxed, he may be kidnapped but at least he had his brother. But then his peace was interrupted by a sharp finger nail running down his cheek, he opened his eyes and saw the man he never wanted to see again. Next thing he knew he was being taken from Loki and dragged out of the room. He was led down a hallway, dimly lit by a light every thirty feet, he had a habit of counting things when he was nervous. And right now? He was very nervous. He was taken into another room, much like the last except this one was filled with equipment. And a single metal table in the midst of the computers. As he was lead over he saw what looked like a machine to take blood? He knew exactly what they were going to do before they did it. Tony had taught him loads of times about what happens when you get kidnapped and how to handle it. Peter couldn't handle much anyway so he wasn't going to be able to follow Tony's 'build an iron man shit and fly away' technique.

"Why are you doing this? What do you want?" Peter asked, struggling away from the table, his voice getting louder with each inch forward.

"Stop" Skip commanded and the guards stopped pushing. "Rule number one, you only speak when spoken to. Rule number two, never look anyone in the eyes. Rule number three from now on you are either Einstein or mutant or freak, Peter is dead. Rule number four, if you so much as whimper we will cut you. Got it? Good" he nodded his head and Peter was lifted up and strapped to the table.

He started to panic, but tried to stay quiet. He heard rustling and a turned his head to see a short man with a clip board walk over.  "Patient seems frightened." He said as he wrote, "hook him up" Peter felt needles break his skin all over his arms, the chilling feeling of a liquid entering his veins scared him. He didn't know what it was or what it did. "Five minute countdown until prime testing starts now" the hell does prime testing time mean???? Peter was so confused and scared but he kept a straight face, staring at the dimly lit lightbulb directly above him. He watched as it swung slightly back and forth, he counted 2,605 swings before the man spoke again. "Five minutes complete, start testing" Peter felt his skin sliced by who knows what and the pain soon became unbearable he was screaming and crying. He wanted to pass out but he felt wide awake, maybe that's what the fluids did? Keep him awake long enough to really feel the pain?

He screamed and screamed for what get like hours until it finally stopped and he was left alone and shaking on a cold metal table.
He wanted his dad.

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This was a longish one hope you guys like it and if you want I can try and start doing longer chapters??? Lmk what you think
Bye lovely's <3