Memories
Where am I? You gazed around at your unfamiliar surroundings. There were teal walls lined with golden columns and before you stood a large wooden table filled with foods you never had the pleasure of eating.
“(Y/N), don’t just stand there. I asked for a drink.”
Your body turned towards the sound of the voice on its own. You caught sight of a tall man wearing white robes laced with gold. On his head was a crown made of golden leaves that stood out against his black hair. Dionysus. This was the man responsible for your current situation, the leader of this band of degenerates. Your body began to move slowly towards him, coming to a stop directly in front of him. He towered over you, you may have been a couple of hundred years old, but you were no more than a girl compared to him. He gave you a wicked smile before snatching his drink off the tray you didn’t even realize you were holding.
“That’s better.”
He turned and sat at the table. He placed his drink down and patted his lap. Not again. I can’t do this again. You began to shake but once again your body moved on its own. You walked towards him, placing the tray on the table, then climbed onto his lap. Your head barely reached his shoulders but you could smell the stench of wine on his breath.
“Now let’s try this again.”
You grabbed a fruit off the table in front of you and held it up to his mouth. He took a bite causing the juice to drip down your arms.
“See it’s not so hard.”
He smiled at you, his teeth stained purple by the fruit. You cast your gaze down, not being able to look at him anymore. He took another bit but your hand had shifted causing him to bite your finger. You winced as blood trickled onto the fruit and down your hand.
“You idiot!”
His hand connected with your face knocking you off his lap and onto the floor. He sat up storming to where your body had landed. You tried crawling away but were trapped by a column directly behind you. Not again. You curled up in the fetal position.
“I’m sorry.”
“You’re sorry?”
He threw what remained of the fruit at your head.
“Sorry doesn’t make it better.”
His foot collided with your ribcage causing the air to escape your lungs.
“The delegation is coming tonight. I need you to be the perfect servant for them.”
You gasped trying to catch your breath. He leaned down to you, grabbing your face in one hand. The anger faded from his eyes, what was left was something much darker. He slowly caressed your arm.
“Or would you prefer becoming a different kind of slave?”
Your mind went blank in fear. No. You had caught glimpses of the other girls, heard their whimpering through the night. Anything but that. You shook your head slightly, a tear falling down your cheek.
“Then I suggest you get better at your job, and quick.”
With that, he dropped you back to the floor and exited the room. You stayed curled up until you couldn’t hear his footsteps anymore. I can’t do this anymore. The tears began to fall, drenching your cheeks. Stop it. You didn’t know who you were pleading to, but you wanted it to be over. Please stop it. Your vision began to blur, the teal and gold melded together until everything went black.
“(Y/N).”
Loki?
“(Y/N)!”
You opened your eyes. Loki was hovering over you, sweating and out of breath. What happened to him?
“Oh thank Odin you are alright.”
You lied there confused. Loki stumbled back and breathed out heavily.
“I thought I lost you there for a second.”
“Loki, what happened?”
He turned to you, eyebrow raised.
“You don’t remember?”
You brought your hand to your head, trying to remember anything. That’s when you felt it, tears, running down your cheeks. You absentmindedly wiped them away.
“I was...I was in the dining hall, Dionysus was there, we... we were...having a lesson.”
You slowly sat up.
“That’s what you call that!?”
Your head snapped to Loki.
“You saw that?!”
He turned away sheepishly, fingers beginning to twitch.
“I saw everything.”
You turned away as well. A silence fell between you two, until you remembered what you were trying to accomplish.
“It didn’t work did it?”
Loki didn’t look up.
“No. I could see the sky, but we still have no idea how to get from here to there.”
You bit your lip, then took a deep breath.
“Let’s do it again.”
Loki’s gaze shot up to yours.
“You cannot be serious.”
“I am.”
His eyes searched yours, but you did not falter. You did not want to be here anymore, what’s more, you remembered just how much you wanted to make Dionysus suffer. Loki let out a sigh.
“Are you sure? It might not go as well this time.”
He was still sweating and his breathing was pretty laboured.
“Will you be okay if we do it again?”
He gave a small laugh.
“I should not be the one you are worried about.”
Loki moved to sit in front of you, he slowly took one of your hands in his and placed the other softly on the side of your temple. His eyes locked onto yours.
“Remember, focus on the memory you want, and do not lose your concentration. It may feel real, but nothing can actually hurt you. This is all in the past.”
You gulped then gave a small nod.
“Do you have the memory?”
You knew exactly which memory you needed, but you weren’t sure if you could live through that again. You pushed through your doubt and nodded to Loki again.
“Yes.”
Loki nodded and closed his eyes.
“Loki?”
His eyes shot open, meeting yours again.
“Do not stop this time, no matter what you see or what I say.”
He gave you a questioning glance.
“Promise me, you will not stop until we find the way out of here.”
There was reluctance in his eyes but he slowly nodded.
“Alright, I promise.”
“Good.”
You closed your eyes. I will find the way out!