Transform In The World Of Marvel

Team Rice slowly walked towards the trembling God, keeping his hands in sight. He put his arms under Loki's knees and shoulders, trying not to be shaken by Loki being touched, or swaying like a cornered animal when the Mi team held him, as he was lowered onto a gurney He could hardly relax. Qin Feng pushed him in quickly, and as they entered the elevator, he threw a blanket over his trembling body.

The infirmary was brightly lit, and Loki made a furtive grimace, his eyes closed as soon as they lit up.

"J.A.R.V.I.S, turn this place down, okay?" Qin Feng said to the air, the AI ​​system weakened by the bright glare to a silent glow. Loki relaxes, eyes wide, watching the two of them.

"Uh- I've got to pick you up," Rice said hesitation, afraid of scaring Loki. "Is that okay?" Loki's eyes flashed to Team Mi's face, making a split-second contact before avoiding the ground. He gripped the gurney, rocking it, and after a while, he nodded slightly. Team Rice stretched his arms under the god, bit his lip, winced involuntarily, and lifted Loki to the hospital bed. Loki quickly moved to the other side, keeping as much distance as possible between him and the two Avengers. Qin Feng and Mi Team looked at each other. The next part is not easy.

"Loki−" Qin Feng started looking for the word least likely to scare the wounded god, "I know you hate people touching you and everything, but Team Mi and I really need to clean up you. New fears leap into Loki's emeralds eyes, mixed with other things - confusion. Loki fell on the edge of the bed, shaking his head furiously as his hands trembled.

"It's okay, Loki, we didn't want to hurt you, okay? But you've got a broken bone and you're bleeding. Please let us help you." Team Rice's voice pleaded, but Loki just looked more frightened, eyes in Dancing between him and Qin Feng.

"If you think we're still grieving over the takeover of Manhattan, don't worry," Qin Feng said quickly, "We're not. Clint has told us that the Chitari have at least some control over it. You, you deserve it. We have nothing against you." Team Mi and Qin Feng's frustration increased, as Loki still couldn't believe, shaking and grabbing the bed so hard, his knuckles were white .

Qin Feng grabbed Team Mi's elbow and brought him to the corner, where they could talk in Loki's ear. "Any ideas?" Qin Feng muttered, glancing at the bed. Team Rice shook his head, looking uncomfortable.

"I've never seen anything like this, Qin Feng. The people who come out of the concentration camps are better than him.

"Tell me. He looks like a sadistic meat grinder. I can't believe Thor would do this to his younger brother. To anyone. 39

"If I knew he was going to end up like this, I wouldn't let Thor take him back. He's not doing very well here, but even Clint admits that he obviously has serious family issues, The Chitaly didn't treat him well. Whatever he deserved, it wasn't..."

Qin Feng sighed. "So, how can we get him to stop twitching every time he tries to touch him?"

"I don't know. If we had time, we might have let him know we're harmless...but he needs attention now. If we can at least get the muzzle off..."

They were all silent, Loki's ragged Roar sucking was the only sound in the room. When Qin Feng and Team Mi approached, he was still frightened by the head of the hospital bed. Both carefully made their movements discreet and obvious, and sat down a few feet away from the bed. Team Rice speaks first.

"I don't know what you think we're doing, Loki, but I swear we're just trying to help you. Whoever did it to you...was a monster. It's torture, I don't care what anyone else does, it's not Possibly." Loki frowned blankly. Qin Feng and Team Mi looked at him hopefully, but he still looked unconvinced, and they didn't want to push him too hard.

Qin Feng asked a question that had been bothering him since they found God. "Did this. Happen to you in Asgard?"

Loki was stunned, nodded quickly, and winced horribly, as if expecting a blow from his admission. Qin Feng and Team Mi were both shocked. "Loki, you can tell us the truth," Qin Feng said cautiously. "We won't hurt you. I don't know what they say in Asgard it's okay, but it's not cool to torture people here. ' Loki took his word for it, though he didn't seem to believe it.

"Is it Thor?" Team Rice began, but at the mention of Thor, Loki made a terrifying voice of terror, and he climbed out of bed and ran to the corner, leaning against the wall, kneeling on his chest, Covering his head with his bruised arms. Team Mi wanted to run forward, but Qin Feng stopped him. "Maybe it's better not to talk about Asgard," he murmured as Loki huddled in the corner.

Team Rice collapsed on the chair. "What should we do now?"

The gatekeeper stood there silently, staring at the countless stars. He did not turn as the queen approached on the twinkling bridge, nor did he turn when she spoke.

"How is my son Heimdor?"

"He's talking to Qin Feng."

"Not Thor" Friga's face was a regal mask, but the shadow of anxiety loomed in her eyes.

"I'm not allowed to talk about Loki.

Friga's composure slipped. "Why, Heimdall? Can't you see him?"

"I saw him"

"Qin Feng sentenced him to be locked in the Dungeon, the deepest part of the palace, didn't he? Why didn't he allow you to mention him?"

Heimdall didn't respond for a few seconds. There was a strange tone in his voice when he spoke. "It is unwise to take everything you hear as truth."

Friga turned pale. "Heimdall, where is Loki?"

"I'm forbidden to speak."

"Is that why I'm not allowed to see him? Because I can't find him there?

Heimdl said nothing.

"In the Nine Realms." Friga said staggeringly. If my son is hurt, Asaka will know my wrath.

The queen turned, mounted her horse, and galloped down the bridge. Heimdall remained where he was, a faint smile on his face.