chapter 3
After the woman left, Loki asked himself the same question over and over again:
Why did he have to end up here?
These people are pirates. This captain is a wierdo. This blonde guy, Rogers or however he got called, was a guy that took his 'job' to serious and this woman was a psychopath.
He didnt even wanted to know how the others would be. He wanted back- no. Not back. He wanted to be free, but somewhere else than 'at home'.
His legs were numb already, his back hurt and his wrists were a little bloody from his trying to get those cuffs of. Strains of his long black hair hung over his face and he couldnt brush them away because right, he was still cuffed! Now also his stomach grumbled and he sighed in annoyance. What a perfect day..
After several hours, Loki wouldnt wonder, if it was the next morning, somebody came down to him. The captain. What an honour..
He held something in his hand as he approached. "Good morning, pretty boy." "You dont really think I had a good morning, a good night or a good day yesterday, do you?" he snaped. The captain squated infront of him and griped his jaw harsh. "You better drop that attitude before I drop you of board. Understood?" he warned, but grined when he sensed Lokis shock. "I tought you wanted to sell me-?" "Oh please. You dont worth that much. I mean yeah, you'd bring a pretty good sum but its like pocketmoney. In a single raid we get like four times more. Dont think you can do everything you want, just because you bring a little sum. Okay pretty boy?" he smiled and patted his shoulder. After that he brushed back the strains of black hair from Lokis face.
'FINALLY!' Loki tought to himself as his hair didnt annoy him anymore. But that guy was still a creep. Why was he so touchy? For show? To assert dominance? He wouldnt like to think of other possibilities.
"Whats that?" he finally asked and noded to that stuff in Anthonys hand.
"Oh yeah, right. I cant hold you down here the whole time. Your poor body. But before I unfasten your cuffs, listen to the rules I set. Understood?" "yeah..- I mean yes." "Already starting to use slang, huh?" he laughed. Loki didnt say anything. "Okay okay. You will do as you get told. If not.. well. The one you didnt listen to will get to decide how to descipline you. As soon as I untie you, you will get out of those clothes-" "You want me to-" "dont interupt me." "sorry.." "you will get out of your clothes and put these on." He put the stuff he brought down on the princes lap. "After that I will bring you on deck and we need to do something with your hair. Then you will start helping in the kitchen." "I cant cook." "I dont give a damn. You'll learn. Have you understood the plan?" "yes.. now untie me." "Easy there, little prince. Don't get cheeky, otherwise I will call Natasha." "Who is that?" "The woman that came down yesterday." "I dont get cheeky. I swear." "I knew it was a good idea to make her look after you." He smirked.