So here it is the third installment to my Paging Doctor Coulson series. It took me a bit and for a while I thought I would never finish but voila! Not as long as the others but *shrugs* theres still more to come. Not really a full on story more of a collection of one-shots.
This chapter in the series is brought to by the song Live to Rise by Soundgarden from none-other than the Avengers soundtrack.
This story is un-beta'd so any mistakes are mine alone.
Disclaimer - I own /unfortunately/ nothing. All characters are property of Marvel. I do claim rights to any OCs and the plot line. Because I've worked so hard on it.
A/N I do wish my drawing skills were better than they are {non-existant} nothing would give me greater joy than to provide visuals of my characters.
I came to on a lumpy mattress in a small brightly lit white walled room the only way in or out was the door at the other end of the room. As I sat up it was like the world had shifted; I had to close my eyes before I hurled what ever was wrong with me had to have something to do with the collar around my neck; fucking Hydra.
The door opened "Good evening Doctor" a thick German accent greeted me "I trust you are feeling well?"
"That a trick question?" I breathed slowly opening my eyes "what the fuck is this thing?" I gazed up so see an elderly bald man a monocle over his right eye and right arm encased in some kind of weapon, he smiled
"Just something to keep you docile. Madam Hydra please help our guest up"
A very intimidating green haired woman stepped forward
"Oh don't trouble yourself-" I began braking off with a groan when she lifted me by the arm; I had to swallow the bile in my throat, she held me up seeing as my legs felt like wet noodles.
The man grabbed my chin forcing me to looking into his eyes he smiled "Your body will adjust to being with out powers soon enough"
I gaped at him
"One of our finest technicians built this" he trace along the collar, I moved my head away "Once the sickness wears off you shall begin work"
"You're bat shit crazy if you think even for a second I would ever do anything for you. I would rather die" I glared
"Don't be boring Doctor everyone who says that dies" he griped my chin again "We have our ways of persuading you"
I was dropped to the floor and left alone.