Kidnapped By A God

While he's gone, I try to think: Of why I'm here. All's I can remember is being at work as usual. So I think back to when I first got up that morning. It was Friday, a bright and crisp autumn morning with the sun just peeking over the horizon. IF I remember right. I shake my head, clearing what thoughts were distracting, and focusing on that day. I had woken up to the sound of my alarm clock at the side of my bed on my desk. I got up and took a quick shower, then got dressed for work. I checked the time, 6:30 AM. So I fiddled on my laptop for awhile and then left my flat I think around 6:45 AM. I took the bus ride to my job, which was nothing fancy, just a normal job at the cafe. And worked till 2:45 PM. Now, this part is the foggy part that I don't remember. I concentrate hard, and use a little bit of magic to conjure my memories. The bus ride back home is short, and I was thinking of going to central park, but decided not too. I was four blocks from my flat, so I decide to walk. I come to an ally and see a teenage boy spray painting midgardian profanities on somebody's door. 'Wait, I think. 'I know that boy. He's the jerk who always plays mean ass tricks on me.' I recall the one meanest prank, which happened a few days back, when it was freezing outside and frost was covering the ground. I had just woken up and was half awake when someone knocks on my door. So I go and look through the peek hole and see him standing there looking all cold and scared. I ask what he wants through the door, and he says. 'Oh p-p-please open t-t-the door! I'm f-f-f-freezing!' So stupid me, not even for a second thinking this could be a prank being only half awake opens the door to see him laughing while running away. Before I could say 'what??' I huge pail of ICE cold water pours all over me. I jumped four feet in the air and fell backwards, landing with a hard thud. I was WIDE awake now, and yelling every sort of profane thing I could think of to call that ass. So I was defiantly getting my revenge. I slowly sneek behind him, and without him noticing flick my hand in his direction, using some of my magic. And then I back away into the shadows. His skin was now purple, hot pink, and written across his forehead was big bold letters spelling--'Asshole'. He realizes this a few moments after staring at his arms and hands in shock. He lets out the most girlish scream ever, and runs flailing his arms around like an idiot. I of course got this all on my phone's video recorder. I laugh and turn around and start to walk back towards my flat again. And then a man, well I'm gonna guess it's Loki, cause from my memory it looks a lot like him, walks out in front of me. 'How I do enjoy your tricks, they are very amusing.' He says with a grin. 'Well, I do have a taste for mischief.' I replied. He looks at me concerned and worried, and something else. 'Come with me. It's not safe for you to go back home, he found you. And he's waiting for you.' I give him a look, and try to walk past him but he blocks my path. I was about to punch the guy, and then he grabbed my shoulder and touched my face gently, speaking in a language I was familiar with, and then everything went black. So that's how I must of got here. And what did he mean about 'He found you'. Who found me? I was about to holler for Loki to get some answers, but he walks in before I can, carrying a plate of food. He gently sets it down on the dresser, and then walks back over to me. "Now, I'm going to untie you, got it? Don't try anything funny, I assure it won't be pleasant if you do." He says sternly. I glare at him as he kneels down and unties first one ankle, and then the other. Loki stands back up and starts untying my wrists slowly. Once I'm completely free of my bonds I stand, rubbing my wrists as if in pain, and he turns to grab the plate of food. Before he realizes it I'm tackling him to the floor, and he grunts in pain. We tangle and roll to the bed and I kick him in the groin, sending him tumbling to my right. I'm lying on my back, so I kick my feet in to the air and flip back into a standing position. I hadn't noticed him standing there in front of me before it was to late. He ran and knocked me backwards, making us both collapse on the bed. He grabs my arms and holds them down over my head, the weight of his body holding me down. "Bad move." He says through gritted teeth. I glare at him, and stick my tongue out. He just grins before saying something in a different language. He finishes, and my arms and legs start to buzz. "There, now I know you won't try anything." Loki gets up and stands, I try to tackle him again but I can't move my arms or legs. "What did you do to me?!" I ask in an angry tone. He grabs the plate and sits beside me, smirking. "A spell, in which makes you unable to move." My face turns red how angry I am. He bends and sticks a forkfull of food next to my mouth, and for once my hunger wins as I eat it. He gives me a few more bites that I eat, but I refuse to eat anymore. He glares at me. "Eat! Or else!" He spits angrily. I am not intimidated so easily. "Or else what??" I spit back. He stands, and walks over to the desk setting the plate down with a thud. Loki turns and rests his hands on the dresser, head down staring at the floor facing me. He raises his head slowly, a wicked smile on his face. "Or else...................Let the fun begin."

Notes

Okay, hope you like this chapter, and no, I'm not telling who the mystery man is that found Shade, you'll have to wait for chapter 3 but, I will tell you that he's evil, and is in no way 'nice'....