Broken - Loki x Reader

[Y/N]'s P.O.V.

   I sat on the bed and watched out the window. The buildings here were so big. The one I was in currently was really tall. Whatever room I was in must have been really high up, the ground looked far away. There was only a bed and a nightstand with a lamp on it in the room. The room was white, or tan. Somewhere in the middle I think. I stood up and walked over to an empty wall. Heal. I needed to heal. My whole body ached.

   Come on, [Y/N]. I thought to myself, You can do it. I closed my eyes. I felt it. That painful, yet pleasing, burning sensation. I felt it consume my body and seep into every wound I had. My eyes flared open and I looked down at my arms. Only scabs and bruises now. I let out a sigh of relief.

   "Good job, my dear." A smooth voiced cooed. I smiled to myself. He's back. That voice has come to me every night since Bucky left. Keeping me just grasping to my sanity. Letting my mind rest easy while I slept. A voice so smooth and silky that you couldn't help but believe whatever it said.

   "Thank you..." I murmured. I didn't turn around. There was no reason to. No one would be there. That's how it always was. "You followed me here?" After a long pause of silence, there was no answer.

   "For what you've been through, your powers are strong." The voice informed. "Now that you are free, you're power will only grow." I wanted to turn around and find the owner of the voice.

   "Who are you?" I asked softly. A pause of silence followed.

   "You'll learn in time." He responded.

   "Will I ever get to meet you?"

   "Of course you will, my dear. I promise you that." He replied. There was a smile in his voice. "And know, that I will always be here. Always." I laughed lightly.

   "I can't tell if you're threatening me or trying to comfort me." I admitted. He chuckled.

   "That's the thing about me. You never do know." I heard his voice beginning to fade as he spoke.

   "Wait! Please don't-" I spun around. No one. "Leave..." I flopped down onto the bed and let my eyes drift close.

Tony's P.O.V.

   "Jarvis, what's [Y/N] doing?" I asked as I sat in the lab.

   "It appears that they are having a conversation, sir." Jarvis responded. I froze. I know for certain that no one had gone into that room.

   "They're what?"