This Will Be A Loki Chapter

Deadly Darkness || Chapter Sixteen || Weak And Collared

Once Mors had been taken the remaining un-collared guards begun Loki's punishment.

Kicks landed all over his batted body. He groaned as someone got a hard kick in his stomach.

That kick was followed by another to the head, Loki went limp, he had no fight in him left.

After the room had cleared out Loki still laid face first on the ground, unable to move.

He felt useless.

This wasn't how an omega should be treated, omegas were supposed to treated a a royalty. Second only to alphas, it wasn't how he was treated just a few years ago.

Loki was twenty-four (24) and had been omega since he was fourteen, when he had taken the position as per tradition.

He had been held high in regard for years until he had refused to pretend to welcome a pack into the royals territory, only for them to be killed.

It went against his nature against any omegas nature, to be bring false hope.

As Omega your incharge of creating unions between packs, stopping wars and saving lives.

Omegas help those who fight the mate bond and make then understand that it is the greatest thing imaginable, that it would be an unshakable connection.

Though when King Julian started to show evil tendencies, everything went to hell.

He was the first among many to be collared, to become nothing but an obedience pet, less than a human.

At long last Loki gain enough strength to move again.

He crawled, hands and knees down the hall to his room.

Once there he looked up hopelessly a the doorknob. He hardly had enough energy to begin with.

If he even exempted to reach for it he was sure he would fall into a deep rest.

A hand reached passed him to open the door, Loki blood soaked let his head rest upon his shoulders to watch as a guard continued marching on.

A small smile slipped into his face, it was another Collared.

Collared stick together.

Quickly as he could Loki shuffled into his room closing the door with his foot.

Like early all his energy was sapped and he feel into unconsciousness, right there in the middle of the room, on the floor.

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Loki yawned as he woke hours later, his wounds healed, and energy returned.

He blew out a breath before getting up, for a second he just stared at his room.

The walls were grey, and the  floors were grey, his bed was made of metal and was  bolted to the floor, with a faded white pillow and an itchy grey blanket.

His small bathroom held a tiny shower, dirty sink, and toilet.

It wasn't luxury but it was his.

He got up and stood in front of the mirror and saw what no one would ever see again.

His true self.

His black hair in dreadlocks, green eyes which held a concerning amount of unrestrained angry, just waiting to burst.

Loki ran his fingers through his hair, tugging fondly at his dreadlocks.

The only time he could feel his dreads were when he was alone, which was hardly ever.

Loki sighed, looking in the mirror at his muscular body, he pulled up his shirt to show his ripped body.

His reflection had giving him an extra foot on his seen height.

A 'bang' sounds as the door hit against the wall and his reflection returned to what everybody else saw.

"Dinners ready, Loki" A another servant said from the doorway.

"I'm coming" he replied.

When the door shut Loki watched as he changed from what he saw to what ever body else did.

All saw him as a weak and emotional-challenged, not the warrior he truly was.

Lost in thought a Loki remembered how he was cursed.

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"Loki we are asking the whole Nightlife Pack here, you will do the welcoming and walk them into royal pack territory."

"Okay, yeah easy as" Loki smiled he'd already down that a hundred times.

But he loved his job, its what made him happy.

A grim frown crossed king Julian's face. "It's different this time we need to eliminated them"

Shock dominated both his feelings and emotions.

"What-what? Alpha King, sir, I don't understand, what do you mean? Bring them here on false pretense to die?

"No! no no I won't, that's wrong!" Young Loki shouted at his superiors.

"You will do this, Loki or you will face the consequences" Snarled Alpha King

Loki gripped the cushioned arm of his seat, shocked King Julian had never acted like this with him.

Loki had heard the whispering of him going crazy the last few years, but he had thought them all false, now he wasn't too sure.

"Alpha King Julian" Loki stated his title strongly, "They goes against both the nature and law of an Omega and frankly sir, I don't feel comfortable doing that and I don't want those lives on my conscious, sir" he looked proud of himself for standing his ground.

Loki in haste stepped back towards the door as he saw a unstable fury enter King Julian's eyes.

"Loki, my dear boy you don't have a choice" He flicked his wrist, speaking to the others presence "Get him".

Loki attempted to ran passed the armored men towards the door, but it was useless.

He shouted as hands forced his body into a kneeling position. His hair was pulled as he was again forced to look King Julian in the face.

"Loki how old are you?"

He gritted his teeth when the Beta kicked him for not answering, "Seventeen, sir"

"Ahh yes it would be such a shame to kill you now at so young an age, wouldn't it?

"Oh I guess we have found the first to try our new experiment. Bring the Collar"

In seconds King Julian was presented with a thick metal collar.

"This was what happens to people who disobey their King"

King Julian clicked the collar into place and shocked rocked his body.

Thankfully the shocks only lasted seconds,

"That was just a taste dear boy, but I have something much bigger for you. Taber do the mutation spell"

A men Loki hadn't noticed stepped forward from the shadows, he was covered head to toe in brown cloth only his eyes seen.

He raised his arms and begun to chant in an unknown landscape language.

Loki looked down at himself as a tingling went threw his body.

He gasped in uncontrollable  shock, Loki watched as his hair grew shorter and shorter until he was left with a side swipe.

His well developed muscles turned soft. Loki could almost feel his height shrinking.

The hands that held him released him and his pushed himself up to rush to the floor length mirror.

For what seemed like eternity all he could do was stare at his reflection.

"This are the consequences, Loki, now your just

"Collared and Weak"

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BEFORE YOU ASKS

Loki literally shifts forms, kind of like werewolf shift, just without the bones cracking.

Its not a mirage he physically changes appearances.

He his not weak and soft, he is really a warrior, manly man but not in the pretence of a weak defenseless person.

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