Clink, clink, clink...
That sound of the handcuffs echoed over and over in Y/N's mind as she was led out of the courtroom, the ominous noise repeating itself as she slackened her wrists, in sheer defeat of the fate awaiting her. The h/c haired felon's freedom had been so unjustly torn from her, and all because of her now deceased ex-boyfriend. She hadn't meant to do it, but he had come at her with his large hands spread, a murderous expression blazing through the details of his rugged features. It was purely a reaction out of defense, and now she was paying the price for defending herself.
As two heavily armed men led her out of the marble building and towards an armored vehicle, Y/N recalled the cause for her current situation through the haze of shock and depression writhing within her chest...
An emptied beer bottle whistled through the air and smashed just inches above the wide eyed woman who cowered in the corner of the bedroom, using her hands in an attempt to protect her face from the splintered shards of green glass. The beastly male behind the sudden act of violence stood a short distance across the room from her, drunkenly panting and yelling at the young lady.
"Y/N! You get your useless ass over here!"
He roared, deep-set blue eyes glaring in uncanned rage as Y/N shakily stood up and cautiously stepped over the glass towards him, stuttering as she did so.
"I-I didn't cheat Alec, I swear to you-"
Before the frightened young beauty could finish her sentence, Alec stormed over at a frightening speed and seized Y/N by the throat, smacking her against the nightstand nearby.
"You lying cunt! You're so full of shit!"
The blond male yelled, his lover wriggling and gasping in his iron grasp. Y/N knew out of instinct that wasting her breath on pleading would be no use, and that Alec wouldn't let go unless she forced him to. So the desperate woman did what anyone else would do. She kneed the outraged male as hard as she could right in the crotch.
"Fuck!"
He howled in pain before dropping Y/N and slinking to the floor, hands covering his no doubt severely bruised goods. Panting out of fear and adrenaline, Y/N leapt shakily over the grounded male and shot out the bedroom door, slamming the door behind her. The h/c haired beauty then dashed towards the nearest home phone, unsteadily lifting it from it's charging cradle. She only had a few seconds before the outraged blond reached her, and needed to act fast.
Y/N had only managed to punch in the first two digits of the number she had in mind before Alec threw the bedroom door open, a murderous expression gleaming in his glacier blue eyes. It was surely over, there was no way she could punch in the last number and cry out for help with her abusive lover slowly advancing on her. With a hunched over limp the blond suddenly shot forward, hands outstretched and teeth bared. It was in that moment that time appeared to slow down for Y/N, and the gun resting on the dining room table fell within her line of sight.
Releasing a fearful cry, Y/N dropped the phone and dove out of the way, Alec sliding to the spot where she had been moments before. Then time appeared to slow down once more for the adrenaline pumped female as she ran towards the gun, the clatter of the phone hitting the wooden planked floor registering in the back of her mind. In the next long moment, Y/N felt the sleek physique of the gun pressed against the skin of her shaking fingers, the weapon shaking along with her. She heard Alec release another angered scream, and that was her que to spin violently on her heels to face him, the automatic rifle raised and aimed at the now shocked blond.
"You know you ain't got the guts to pull that trigger, Y/N."
He crowed coldly towards the usually submissive female, eerily advancing on her with his hands slowly raising. At his opprobrious comment, sudden white hot defiance surged through her no longer quaking form. No, she was so fucking done with this abusive bastard, and it was time to rid the world of his vile demeanor. The click of the gun cocking rang uncannily through the dining room, Y/N's unusually hard voice following immediately afterwards.
"Watch me."
The moment the cool words left her lips Alec screeched and charged towards her. All in that one second, Y/N applied pressure to the trigger and felt the shockwave through her arms as the pistol distributed a single bullet, which embedded itself in the forehead of the blond male inches from her. As she released a held breath, the h/c haired woman felt the gunpowder residue settle deep within the pores of her hands. The weapon was then lowered shakily and Y/N gazed at the crumpled form of her now deceased lover, blood forming a small pool around his head. It was finally over.
The gut twisting reverie was ripped from Y/N's thoughts as she felt the barrel of a gun being smacked into her lower back, no doubt by one of her heavily armed escorts.
"Get in the truck, now."
The black clad male snapped at her, which brought her out of her hazy mind. With a soft grunt, Y/N complied and steadily stepped up and into the back of the armored truck, which had the emblem of S.H.I.E.L.D plastered on the floor. This only reminded her of the ominous voice her judge used to condemn her with the sentence she had been voted into by a jury. The sentence she had been elected with was a new sector and program controlled by S.H.I.E.L.D, simply known as Order 206.
Though she had asked multiple people in the courtroom for enlightenment of the Order, the first had no idea as well and the second refused to even look her in the eye. Well, that was to be expected, considering that she had been charged with manslaughter and was now viewed as a dangerous felon. Y/N was once again torn from her thoughts by the same guard as he shoved her down into a seat on the right side of the vehicle, causing her to face three also armed escorts who fixed her with dark stares. With a deep sigh, the frazzled young woman rested her head on her knees.
'This is gonna be a long twenty years...'
The now tearful felon thought miserably as she felt the truck lurch forward, bringing her to reality of how severe her situation truly was.
