Gentle snapping sounds reached your ears. Immediately your head snapped up. That was when you realised how much weight Loki was putting on Bucky. You wrapped an arm around your mid-section, physically trying to hold yourself together. You should have stayed in the room... The Teacher may have been there, but at least you wouldn't have to see this... At least you wouldn't be forced to watch as Loki tortured Bucky... You tightly closed your eyes. But that was what you wanted, wasn't it? You wanted to see Loki dish out punishment... NO! You wanted to see The Teachers punishment, not Bucky's... You felt the beginnings of tears well in your eyes. It wouldn't have been any different. Being beaten yourself was only just bearable... but seeing someone being bloodied and tortured... You fell to your knees... you just couldn't take it anymore...
Suddenly the door slammed open, making you jump slightly. You looked over your shoulder, one muscular figure held a far scrawnier shadow by the scruff of the neck. The two walked a few steps into the room before the larger shadow threw the smaller towards you. He landed with a groan and a small knock to the head right next to you, but before you had a chance to reach over and help him, the young looking boy with sandy blond hair quickly stood at attention, his eyes never moving from Loki.
"How nice of you to join us Johnathan..." Loki said, removing his foot from Bucky's stomach. You could see the young boy's hands trembling ever-so-slightly. "Tell me, you are the main guard for the cells are you not?" Loki stepped over Bucky's legs and moved towards the two of you. "Pray tell, how was Barnes able to access the cells?" Loki was losing his patience quickly with the young boy. "Well...?!" Bucky made eye contact with Johnathan and nodded quickly.
"I was following the orders of a superior..."the blond haired boy murmured.
"Under normal situations perhaps I would believe that, but you're currently being trained by Barnes... and that completely ruins your credibility." Loki growled, stomping on Bucky's stomach once more to prove his point. Again the young boy looked over to Bucky, but quickly refocused on Loki.
"Sir, I assure you that I am loyal to only you-,"
"Prove it." Loki interrupted. Immediately Johnathan stopped. The raven haired man smirked as he moved back to the wall holding the weapons. He picked one particularly nasty looking hooked blade and threw it at Johnathan's feet. "Prove your loyalty to me, and kill Barnes." Loki made his way over to you, lifted you to your feet and softly wrapped his arm around your waist.
Johnathan reached down and hesitantly picked up the weapon before he made his way over to Bucky, who was very carefully moving to his knees. You were trembling and Loki's hold on you did little to steady or calm your nerves. Everything just had to stop, if it didn't, you were almost certain you were going to pass out... or throw up... or maybe both. Johnathan stopped directly in front of Bucky, Loki's grip on you tightened and he leaned forward, watching Johnathan's movement closely.
There was a moment, no longer than a second, where Bucky looked towards you, and then Johnathan, before he lowered his head, resigning himself to his fate. Johnathan's hold on the hooked blade tightened, and he swung with all of his force upwards, thrusting the blade into Bucky's throat. You were definitely going to throw up. You had had the feeling several times over the past day alone, but this time you could actually feel the bile rising in your throat and your vision start to blur... However, that didn't stop you from seeing the blood spirt from Bucky's throat, or from hearing his last moments of life as he choked on his own blood. Loki made his way forward, removing the last form of support you had...