Quick note this is my first fanfic and reviews are welcome!
I wake to a metal door clashing with its frame, the noise piercing the silence. I sit up, my body cringing at the movement. I have been in this dark cement prison for at least two hours now. My cell contains an old worn mattress and then only source of light is a bare bulb hanging from a thin wire connecting to the ceiling.
Ugh my head I think as I begin to notice the dull throbbing in my skull, I have little time to examine any other wounds I might have before the ill fitting metal door is forced open again, and I am staring into the face of Grant Ward, I quickly raise my hand to quake him but before I can a shock is sent through my body.
" Now Skye, every time you try to hurt me or one of my people I will shock you," ward comments while holding up a remote and a wicked grin spreads across his face
"Daisy," I mutter in a sassy tone as another shock passes through my body.
Anger begins coursing through me as two pairs of extremely strong hands wrap around around my arms pulling me out of my cell and down a similarly dark hallway and finally into a room with some lights on. I observe the room and my body tenses as I see a metal table with straps dangling off the side. Ward enters the room behind me and his goons.
"Let's begin shall we," He says
sorry for it being so short. please review and tell me if I should continue! Thank you for reading!