As far as I know, I have no name. I've always been referred to as Seven, and I've always been within these walls, inside looking out. I've never seen the light of day, or felt the warmth of the Sun. I do what I'm told, otherwise, bad things happen.
My sense of Justice is clear, that there is no such thing. Revenge is the best that one can hope for. Freedom is an illusion. Liberty is a are all things you want, things you yearn for, and yet, no one has woken you up to tell you that it was all but your imagination.
I am powerful. My voice sends out electro-pulses through my enemies brain, making them do what I tell them to. But there is a catch. I can't talk. Not that I do not have the ability to do so, HYDRA tech has created a collar of sorts to keep my voice locked away, unless they need it for their own twisted purposes.
They assure me that it's for the good of Mankind, but then again, that's the excuse that they give me for everything.
Despite all of this, I do have an education. Force fed, of course, but an education none the less. I know what is up, and what is down. Left, Right, Day, and Night, though I have yet to experience the latter.
I know about the Avengers, the Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division (SHIELD). Loki of Asgard, and Bucky Barnes (A.K.A the Winter Soldier).
HYDRA has never let me watch the NEWS, nor have they informed me of the intruders on the base, but hey, when you leave the Television on across the hall… information leaks.
I lift myself up and off of my bed when I see soldiers run down my hallway, fully armed and ready to attack.
My curiosity gets the better of me when I see two normal looking people hurry along behind them. I cock my head to the right when the female with a black dress and brown hair glances at me through my window.
I place my hand against the glass, and keep my gaze set on her and the white-haired male in front of her.
"Strange…" I ponder.
I narrow my eyes, when I see the girls' eyes turn red for a moment.
"Can they go outside?" I wonder.
The male grabs the female's arm, and pulls her away from my window.
"What's with the show of dominance?" I ask myself.
Not too long after they disappeared from my sight did I hear the alarms.
"Someone didn't bother to check the door before they came through the window…" I think humorlessly to myself.
The alarms weren't loud so much as they were annoying.
I still got myself dressed, none the less. My wardrobe consists of a black sports bra, black and grey army printed yoga pants with solid back waves going down my legs, and black and Grey sneakers.
I tied my medium length, brown hair up into a ponytail, and I grab my white sweater. Something told me that today I was going to see the light of day with my own eyes, and that I would be able to feel the warmth of the Sun on my skin.
So I wait.
If I am to leave today, then I must wait for my opportunity.
"Deploy the rest of the tanks! concentrate fire on the weak ones," I hear Strucker order. "A hit, and make them close range."
I sit in my room and keep waiting.
These are the Avengers. They will find a way in. I can feel it.
"We will not yield! The American's have sent their Circus Freaks to test us. We will send them back in bags." The Baron continues. "NO SURRENDER!"
"NO SURRENDER!" His men repeat.
"Come on, COME ON!" I chant in my head, as my leg starts to bounce in anticipation. "You're the Avengers for God's sake, get in here!"
I feel a rumble run it's way through the room.
I lift my head up.
"They're coming…." I smile to myself.
I hear a loud boom, followed by the sound of gunfire.
"Guys'. Stop. We gotta talk this through," I hear a metallic voice say calmly.
The gunfire doesn't cease.
There was a quick "peew, peewwip" sound heard through the air, and noise ceased.
I bolted up from my bed, and ran to my window, leaning in as far as I could to try and see into the other room.
As my hands met the cool glass, and I could feel the vibrations of the sound barrier in my fingers, stopping me from using my voice against the glass if my collar were to malfunction.
"Good talk," The metallic voice sounded off again.
"No it wasn't…" a voice moaned in pain.
I hear the small clank of metal hit the ground, and I immediately could tell that it was the famous Iron-Man.
"Maybe if I bang on the glass he'll notice me and let me out," I think. "He's Iron-Man, he could get me out of here with no problem…"
I decide to bang on the glass with my fists.
My first mistake.
The sound-proofing, I accounted for. The electric shock that came along with putting too much pressure on the glass? Not so much.
I was blown back to the other side of my room.
"Yeah, greeeaaat idea Seven. Just greeeeaaat," pout to myself.
I rubbed the back of my head in pain. That was definitely not an experience I wanted to repeat again.
I glance up towards my window to be greeted with the sight of the Invincible Iron-Man glaring down at me.
Well, at least it looked like he was glaring down at me. I can't see his face what with the Gold and red suit.
I stand straight up.
"HELP," I mouth to him. "PLEASE...HELP!"
He looked like he was about to mess with the keypad on the flip side of my glass, but his head snaps around towards a noise, and he stalks out of the room to find the source.
"He'll come back when he's done. How could he forget about a person in a glass box pleading for his help?" I assure myself.
So I waited.
I'd spend more than enough years waiting in here. I could wait a few more minutes.
I waited some more.
Surely, whatever must be keeping Iron-Man must be important.
I waited even longer.
Any day now Stark…
Even more time passed.
He couldn't have forgotten that quickly…
Hours have gone by now. I'm sure of it.
The lights on the ceiling in the hallway have been shut off.
"No lights? This must mean the power is off," I assume. "Does that mean that I can break the glass and get out?"
I turn around to grab the chair to my left. I lift it over my head, and slam it against the glass.
I have deducted that the power is not, in fact, off.
"Seriously!?" I pout again.
I sit in the middle of my room enveloped in the darkness.
Funny. I can see the darkness everywhere, but the light of the Sun always seems to elude me.
"Did he leave?" I wonder. "Please… no…"
I have come to the conclusion that he did, in fact, leave. And that my fate was probably to be to die in the darkness, behind a glass wall.
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