Summery: Loki's dreams are interconnected with a mortal girls. What happens when he grows fond of the child?

A/N: HI! I'm back! And so is Candy! (although she's far less psychotic in this one than Hellsing Goes American) This story actually follows real things for the first few chapters (minus the dreams and awesome parts).. so.. yea..

I own nothing except my OC! And a few dollars in quarters..

He was being held down by guards, unable to move as a man came closer to him, needle and thread in hand. He struggled harder as the needle was brought closer to his lips and he begged. He begged for forgiveness. Begged for help. Begged for mercy.

His green eyes were wide with fear as they locked onto a small child across the room, standing, confused in the crowd. His heart raced as she looked back at him with cofused, worried eyes. Her long, red hair falling over her shoulder in a messy braid as she watched, helpless and scared.

She looked like she wanted to scream, to run over and help him, but simply couldn't get her body to comply. He did scream. He screamed for them both as the needle pierced his lower lip. Another guard had to be called forth to force his mouth shut as the needle paved a path for the thread to be laced through his lips, sealing them shut until he was deemed worthy of speaking again.

Large, hot tears slid down his face as his eyes begged for help as his mouth couldn't. Warm blood soaked his shirt as it dripped from his mangled lips. The man sewing his mouth shut looked far too happy to be doing this task, as did the guards holding the poor soul.

She sat up suddenly, eyes wide and heart racing in terror as she heard her mother cry out in the next room. She quickly jumped up and ran to see what was wrong.

A/N: Short, but the next one will be up VERY soon.. I already have quite a few of them ready to upload..