The Orphan
An MCU Fanfiction
By Anastacia Lynn
Chapter One
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters that are copyrighted by Marvel/Disney. I do own Yekaterina (Trina) Savinkoff-Stark.
A.N: This fanfiction is the first of a series. It will span the entire MCU timeline. This story is starting at the first Iron Man film and moving onward. There will be other stories and characters as well, if I can wrestle them to the ground in my brain, then pull them out and stick them to the digital pages of my computer's writing program.
2996; 2997; 2998; 2999; 3000 grains of sand in this cubic centimeter. That's twelve cubic centimeters down and 8,361,273,588 left to count. So far there were 36,008 grains of sand.
How else was Yekaterina supposed to pass the time as she waited for her body to slowly die from starvation? She certainly didn't want to think about the fact that she was only nine years old and probably shouldn't be able to count that high, or be able to compute such large numbers so well. Did normal girls her age even know about cubic centimeters? Probably not. She also shouldn't be able to see each tiny grain of sand with so little light. She shouldn't be able to understand all the languages these people were speaking; she'd never heard most of them before.
Chalk it all up to how different she was.
She had been in this hell cave for almost three weeks with little to no food and a gallon of water per day.
'I should be dead,' she thought. 'Why can't these people just come in and shoot me'
She knew the answer already; they wanted a ransom exchange. That's why they kidnapped her from the lab in Hungary. They hoped to trade her back for the weapon the scientist there were developing.
'Idiots. I am the weapon.'
The "scientists" murdered her family and spent seven years putting her through painful injections and experimentations to make her their new soldier. A living weapon, under their full control. She didn't even know who "they" were. Just that awful read insignia.
Just three weeks ago she heard the "Baron", as he was called, speaking in German. For the past five months she had not only been uncooperative, as usual, but she had ceased speaking at all and ate as little as possible. The Baron had been speaking over the phone with someone and they were contemplating whether or not to put an end to the project and killing Yeketerina all together.
'Like they killed her,' Yekaterina pulled her mind away from that thought. She couldn't think of her.
Two days later this new group had broken into the factory looking for weapons to fuel their aspirations for world domination. All they found was Yekaterina. Believing that the Baron and his organization wouldn't have had her so heavily guarded if she wasn't important, they grabbed her and ran.
Yekaterina didn't even put up a fight. She was just to worn down.
'I just want to die,' she thought.
She wanted the pain to end. The pain in her head that felt like jackhammers beating at her skull. The pain in her back that felt like someone was clawing at it from the inside. The burning pain in her hands that felt like they were constantly pressed to a stove top or open flame. She wanted it all to stop.
She heard the men outside making some sort of commotion, then they were carrying a bleeding, unconscious man in to the room. The imprisoned doctor, Yensin, started talking to them in an Arabic dialect. The new man was their prisoner now, they wanted Yensin to patch the man up so he, the man, could make them a weapon called the Jericho missile.
She heard them tell Yensin that the man's name is Tony Stark…
A.N.: I know the description of what happened to Yekaterina is ambiguous, but more will be revealed as the story, and later as the series, progresses. Some may be aware what the red insignia is (I'm assuming you've watched more of the MCU films than just Iron Man), but, as far as this point, few know "they" still exist. As for who "she" is, that will be revealed later in the series, but not this story.
All thanks to BouncingKappa and Singer of Water for all the help filling in my plot hole.