It was so cold, I just wanted to run but run to where? I was in the middle of nowhere with nothing but the clothes on my back but they were dirty and ripped. When the men took me they took my phone and wallet, now what am I meant to do? Now there are colourful guys beating up the men that took me and it looks like they are going to blow up the building. So I run, I don't care where I just run. At first I consider running for the trees but I have no idea where I am let alone how to navigate the forest. As I'm running I see a plane with an eagle on it, the men who took me weren't eagle people they had a red block with RR in the middle. So I ran towards the plane, okay, yes, may not have been my smartest idea ever but I'm running on pure adrenalin. Literally. As I moved towards the plane I noticed it was empty but locked up tight, I didn't notice much else because at that moment the building blew. I panicked and covered my face and curled into myself, after the initial blast I looked up and saw the building falling to pieces and burning into ash. Then I noticed the colourful people were running through the tree line towards the plane. I tried to stand up to ready myself for whatever was coming even if I had no idea what that would be. The red head and the blue guy noticed me first followed by the red and gold guy and the blond with a bow. The big man with the cape and the hammer was trying to calm the green monster but only seemed to anger him further. As they get closer the red head had a gun tried on me and the blond had readied his bow, the blue man just raised a circle and the three of the approached cautiously. The red and gold guy had ignored me in favour of talking to the green monster and seemed to be having better luck than hammer and cape man was. I was shaking in my boots, it was cold, the adrenalin was wearing off and I was terrified then it all went fuzzy.
I woke up and the first thing I noticed was I wasn't cold anymore, then came the pain. I scream and there was a flurry of movement, machines beeping out of control and people shouting things I just couldn't make out. It all slowed down and started getting fuzzy again, slowly I fell back asleep. The second time I woke was much better; there wasn't so much pain any more.
When I tried to sit up a doctor came in "How are you feeling today?" he asked.
"Where am I?" I asked, completely ignoring his question.
"You're at a SHIELD medical base in Washington D.C." He responded.
"How did I get here?" I asked suspiciously. Don't get me wrong I'm glad to be out of there, but I've learnt people rarely do nice thing without an ulterior motive.
"You were medically evacuated here along with one of our agents, apparently you were found barely conscious leaning against a jet" He said, if he took offence to my tone he didn't show it.
"Is your man okay?" I ask, genuinely concerned for the man's life.
"Err yes; it wasn't a major wound by his standards. You on the other hand had a broken rib and several more bruised one with a hair line fracture, your wrist was dislocated along with two broken fingers. Your body showed signs of dehydration and malnutrition; you also had a pretty nasty bump on your head." He said looking at the clip board in front of his has he rattled off my injuries.
"Now it's about time you answered some of my questions" he said in a stern voice looking directly at me.
"Let's start with something simple, what's your name?" he asked. HA! Last time I gave my name to someone I ended up being abducted and flown to the middle of nowhere and used as a guineapig.
"Sophia Burnes" I say straight of the bat. Lying isn't really ever something I've had to work at; it is kinda second nature by now. Sophia was a girl in my drama class and I was thought the name was pretty. Much prettier then Helga, which is something I never forgave my mother for.
"Alright Miss Burnes, how old are you?" he asks writing my name down on the clipboard.
"I'm 21" Lie, again. I'm only 18 but I've always looked beyond my years and I needed to be of legal age, and without make up I wasn't going to push my luck.
"What were you doing in the Dawson City facility in Canada?" he inquired. Hu, so that's where they took me, no wondering it was freezing cold. Now how do I play this...? Hmmm I could act scared and clam up or I could claim I didn't know why they took me or lastly I could sass him and avoid the question. Option two it is, pretend not to know.
"I don't know, I was walking down the street and I man came up and asked if I was Sophia Burns. When I said yes he pulled me into an ally way and jabbed something in my neck. The next thing I know I'm waking up strapped to an examination table" I say remembering to call myself Sophia.
"Hmm okay, where are you from? And do you know why they would want you?" he asks. By now I've worked out that either he's not just a doctor or someone else is getting him to ask these questions.
"I'm from Australia" I say, one of the first true things I've said all day. "And I have no idea why they would want me, they just said I would be of use" and there I go lying again, I know exactly why they wanted me, they told me. They said I would make their Widow indestructible, oh did I forget to mention I can heal myself and others? But all good things come at a price and mine is that I draw the energy straight from myself to heal. So no I'm not indestructible, I even need to be conscious to do it. He seems satisfied with my answers, then there was a knock on the door and a nurse walked in and whispered something in the doctor's ear.
"If you will excuse me for one moment" He said and walked out with the nurse. Now was my chance to get out of here, I heal my ribs first but leave some of the bruising to I can also heal my hand. I turn off the heart monitor before taking the wires off my chest so there isn't a commotion. Next I take the IV needle out of my hand and get off the bed. I realise that if I'm going anywhere I'm going to need some clothes so I follow the signs to the locker room. It happens to be my lucky day, someone is taking a shower and his stuff his out here waiting for him. I change into them, they are huge on me but I manage. Now I'm not a completely bad person I leave a towel in place of the clothes so he will at least have something and proceed to the staff exit. Once I'm outside I realise that as makeshift as my escape plan was, I have absolutely no plan for once I was out. So I walk the streets of Washington D.C. I start to feel weak from the healing power I used earlier so I duck into a coffee shop to rest for a moment. Okay Hel (which has been my nickname for years because Helga is just weird) what do you need to do first. Money, I'm going to need money before I do anything but how am I going to get a job with no identification? After money I need clothes food and somewhere to stay. Well I guess I could just steal some food and a change of clothes just so I don't look like I live under a bridge. Okay it's decided I will do that first, so I get up and find a cheap clothes store. Man this store has next to no security, oh well all the better for me. I steal a pair of black jeans a red and black polo shirt and a black jacket then I head over to shoes. They don't have much of a selection but I just got for a pair of black sandshoes. Once I have everything I need I sneak out of the store without the cashier noticing me. It isn't hard she looks go engrossed in her phone nothing short of an explosion would get her attention.
Once I was out of the shop I walked into an alleyway and very quickly and awkwardly got changed. As I walked back onto the street I saw someone looking at me, wait there's two more heading my way wearing the same dark suit. Damn I walk quickly trying to get myself lost in the crowd but too little avail. I looked around trying to see if there was any more of them. Three I could take if I could separate them but if there was more, that's a different story. Of course now is when my luck runs out, there is more. About 15 more and all move towards me with no visible escape route. I tried to think, what do I know? How can I get out of this one? Unbeknown to most people most of the shops around here are connected to each other via underground basement doorways like in New York. That architecture of the stores isn't included in the newer areas but one last little bit of luck and yes. I'm in the old system! There's a wine shop to my right which I walk into knowing that I would need to get into the back room to enter the basement. I walk up to the cashier guy knowing full well what I had to do, it may be degrading but I had little to no choice at the moment. So I charm him into letting me in the back room where I knock him unconscious, put his jacket under his head for support and head down to the cellar. Unfortunately a nice surprise was awaiting me; my luck has officially run out. Down in the basement are 5 men in dark suits were apparently waiting for my arrival.
"I have to say I was quite surprised that you escaped however I am very sure you had a few broken ribs before you left, care to explain?" The suite leading the formation asked.
"How about... no" I answer rudely.
"Alright, if that's how you want to play it" He pauses and looks to the man on his left and nods. "Ellis, take the shot" he finishes and the man shoots me except I don't feel pain. Actually I feel kinda sleepy, wait why am I spinning... Oh look there's the ground... hi ground.
When I woke up for the third time I was back at the hospital but there was a guard at my door. Wait make that two, there was another guy on the outside of the door. I wasn't restrained but I still felt a little dizzy from whatever they drugged me with. I looked at the suit they had watching me but he looked straight ahead. Clearly this wasn't the man I was going to talk to, or that called the shots. So I sat waiting, did I mention that patients wasn't one of my strong suits. Finally he stepped out of the room only to be replaced by the guy that gave the order to shoot me.
"Hello I'm Agent Sitwell, and you are?" The suit asked me.
"Like I'd tell the jerk that had me shot" I quipped sarcastically.
"It was only a tranquilizer" he defended.
"Still, that fact is that you already know my name. I gave it to the doctor earlier" I say trying to stop the sass from entering into my tone. Badly.
"Refresh my memory" He asked loosing patients.
"Sophia Burnes" I say, looking at him with an unamused almost bored expression.
"I meant your real name" he said not missing a beat.
"T-that is my name" I say, damn I paused. You've been speaking to the man for less than two minutes and you've already screwed up. Good one Hel.
"Right then, I guess we will find out another way, until then miss Burnes would you like to explain how you got out and managed to heel so rapidly?" he asked looking straight at me.
"Nope" I respond, popping the 'p' just to annoy him. I don't know why but I already don't like this guy, and not just cause he had me shot.
"Who do you work for?" he asked, trying to change the subject to throw me off. Hmm this one isn't stupid; damn it's easier when they are. Oh well if the job was easy, it wouldn't be any fun.
"I work for a small dance company in Australia, I'm an instructor" I say, kinda telling the truth. I mean I was a dance instructor but I quit my job three months ago.
"What were you doing in the Red Room's Dawson City facility?" he asked suddenly getting very serious. Red Room, hu maybe that's what the 'RR' stood for on their jacket patches.
"As I told the doctor I have no idea why they took me" I say, okay I'm starting to get bored of this now. I need to find a way out of here before I slip up on questioning, I'm good but I'm no spy and this guy clearly knows what he's doing.
"You must know why they took you, what's so special about you?" He paused and looked straight into my eyes "Has it got something to do with how you healed so quickly?" He asked never breaking eye contact. I'll admit this guy was intimidating, especially when he's staring at you. It's almost like he's staring into you, it takes everything I have no to look away.
"Like I said Agent Sitwell I have no idea why they took me" I say rather proud my voice didn't waver.
"How did you heal so quickly?" he asked backing off.
"I have no idea what you're talking about" I say but I know he doesn't buy it. He looks at what I'm guessing is the same chart the doctor had earlier.
"Well it says here you had one broken rib, another with a hairline fracture with most of the left rib cage bruised. You also had two broken fingers and a dislocated wrist" he read. You forgot the bump on the back of my head, and I was pretty sure the doctor also said something about malnutrition or was it dehydration? Anyway I don't say this out loud as I don't want to have more to lie my way out of.
"Well maybe your doctors misdiagnosed, because as you can see, apart from some rather painful bruising and the bongos in my head I'm fine" I say confidently hoping he buys it. He doesn't, and looks at me sceptically. The an alarm goes off and i hear someone mutter 'damn' above me, I look up only to see a man in the vents. It's the man with the bow from earlier, he puts one of his fingers to his lip asking me not to say anything. I have no idea what's going on till one of the guards comes in.
"Sir, Agent Barton was refusing medical treatment and when the nurse went to get Agent Romanoff he slipped out" He says to Sitwell. I smirk but keep my mouth shut.
"Damn, when is he going to learn? How many bloody times?" he sighs and walks out of the room. The guard follows him out so he is standing outside the door. Once the room is clear i look back up to the vent.
"Agent Barton I presume" I say, barely containing my laughter. He slides out of the vent and moves beside the bed.
"Yep, that would be me. Thanks for not saying anything" he says smirking.
"Well you saved my life, it seemed only fair one of makes a successful escape" I laugh.
"Right you're the girl who we found in Canada right?" he asks.
"Yeah, thanks for getting me out of there" I say genuinely.
"No problem, what did you mean by one of us having a successful escape" he chuckled and sat down beside me on the bed.
"Well when i first woke up, I kinda broke out but i didn't get much further than the main street until your people cornered me again" I say with a slight bitter tone to my voice.
"They aren't my people" he said.
"Well then, can i ask you a question?" I ask.
"You just did" he says with a stupid grin on his face "But sure, although i can guarantee an answer" he finnises.
"Why aren't you accepting medical help?" I ask honestly curious.
"I don't like doctors" he says but i can tell that there's more to that statement but decide not to push.
"Can you keep a secret?" I ask.
"That depends on what it is" he says curiously.
"Good answer" I say. "Now where were you injured?"I ask. He looks at me as if to ask if i was serious, I nod.
"I dislocated my shoulder, why?" he asks starting to get suspicious. I reach out my hand towards his shoulder but he backs away.
"Please trust me for a moment, this won't hurt a bit" I say smiling. I reach for him again but he doesn't move away. He's still eyes me carefully as I close my eyes and focus on letting my energy move through my arms and into my hands and finally into Agent Barton to fix his shoulder. As I open my eyes he looks shocked and starts to rotate his shoulder to its full extent.
A/N Okay, I know I kinda finished on a cliff hanger. Well sort of, anyway please favourite and review. I'd love to hear what you guys think.
I don't own any of the Marvel character I only own Sophia.