Escape pt.2
The guard felt around your neck looking for a pulse. Just a little closer. He shifted his fingers slightly up and you took the opportunity. Your eyes shot open and you whipped your head towards the guard's hand, biting on whatever flesh you could find.
“What the fuck?!”
He smacked you with his free hand forcing you to let go. You fell to the side landing next to Loki’s double. You knew you inflicted some damage to the guard as you could taste blood in your mouth. You turned your gaze to him, he was examining his hand. You caught his eye. Well, he’s pissed.
“You bitch!”
He drew his gun with his good hand and aimed it right at you.
“You’ll pay for that.”
He moved to pull the trigger, you closed your eyes. Loki! The sound of the gun firing caused you to gasp, but you felt no pain. You slowly opened your eyes to see that Loki had pushed the guard's arm, causing the shot to hit the ceiling.
“Hurry.”
Loki’s voice was strained as he tried to hold the guard's arm still. You slowly stood up but couldn’t move further. You caught a green flash out of the corner of your eye. Loki's double had vanished.
“I. Got. This.”
Loki was barely holding the guard in place, he had the guards full attention. This was your chance. You dashed towards the cell door.
“I don’t think so.”
You heard a thumping sound, then something heavy hit the floor. You froze, half out the door. Just keep running. Your body wouldn’t obey, instead, it turned back towards the inside of your cell. Loki was on the ground, blood trickling from a cut on his forehead.
“I told them we should have just killed you in the first place.”
The guard aimed the gun at Loki. No. Your body was moving before you could even think. You ran towards the guard tackling him to the floor. His gun fell from his hand, sliding out of reach. Both of you rolled a few times before hitting the back wall. The impact knocked the air out your lungs causing your vision to blur. You tried to stand, using the wall as support but were pulled down by your hair. You landed back on the floor, your hair yanking your head back. The guard's legs wrapped around your waist, keeping you down. You felt something sharp against your neck and struggled to escape the guard's grasp but each movement caused the knife to cut into your neck.
“They told us you might not be able to die, shall we test that theory?”
The knife pressed against your neck causing blood to drip down to your chest. You felt tears forming in your eyes. Not like this. We were so close. You felt the blade dig a little deeper, you closed your eyes as the tears began to fall. A loud pop echoed through the dungeon. What? Your eyes shot open. You felt the knife slowly fall from your throat as you were pulled backward by your hair. You fell to the ground landing on top of the guard. His grip on your hair loosened so you took the opportunity to scramble free. You crawled a few feet away before turning back to look at him. Blood pooled around his head. You clasped a hand over your mouth to stifle a scream. Your body was shaking uncontrollably but you couldn’t turn away.
“Are you okay?”
Loki’s exhausted voice snapped you out of your meltdown. Your eyes searched the room for him, finally landing on his figure. You gasped. He was barely standing, blood covered his one eye completely. In his hands was the guard’s gun. Your eye’s met his. He repeated the question. You gave several small nods, still being unable to speak.
“Good-“
Loki’s eye’s glazed over, he slowly fell to his knees. The gun clattered to the floor as Loki collapsed to the ground.
“Loki!”
You shook the haziness from your mind and rushed to his side. Please be alive. You slowly turned him on his back, resting his head on your lap. His chest slowly rose and fell, he was breathing, but barely. You gently brushed his hair off his forehead, inspecting his wound, which you discovered to be a lot deeper than you thought.
“Loki…”
You took a deep breath, your neck stung, but you ignored the pain. You placed your hand on his forehead focusing on the wound. Your hand started to glow and the wound closed slowly. Loki’s breathing became steadier and his eyes fluttered open. You caught a glimpse of your glowing eyes reflected in his and flinched, your power dissipated. Shit. You tried to heal him further but your body wouldn’t cooperate. You closed your eyes trying to concentrate when you felt something cold touch your neck. You opened your eyes and realized Loki was inspecting the wound on your neck. His eye’s moved from the wound to you.
“Are you okay?”
You nodded. You could feel the stinging in your neck subside. In a few minutes, no one would even know you were injured, there would be no evidence, aside from the dried blood that coated your neck and chest.
“Thanks to you.”
Loki smiled at your answer. He dropped his hand, and slowly propped himself up with his arms.
“That did not really go as planned, did it?”
He groaned slightly as he reached for his head.
“No, it didn’t.” You sighed. “Are you okay?”
Loki was busy inspecting his head, but he turned to you at your question.
“Yeah, thanks to you.”
He gave you a playful smile before turning towards the cell door which was still open. Loki slowly rose to a standing position. He swayed slightly, shaking his head, before turning to you.
“Shall we?”
He held his hand out to you. You smiled at his gesture before grasping his hand. He pulled you up before turning back to the open cell door. He took a deep breath before beginning to walk towards the door, you felt a slight pull and realized Loki was still holding your hand. You quickly followed behind him. He came to a stop in the doorway, and you stopped beside him. He turned to you.
“Ready?”
You nodded. He gave your hand a quick squeeze then took a step outside the door.