Hey! I really hope this doesn't suck but I wouldn't know. I don't have that good of judgment. But anyways, here we go!
I sped into a corner, pressing my back up against the wall. I quickly sped over to the other side of my tiny cell that I had called my home or the last two years. I kept it up like this for hours and hours, being able to do nothing else. I only halted when I heard an eerie scream that sent chills up my spine.
"Wanda!" I yell. She sends another scream into the damp, chilly air. I race forward, slamming my hand against the glass. "Whatever you're doing to her, stop!" The doctors barely give me a glance. "Stop!" One doctor eventually stands up and comes over to me. He taps a code into the panel on the wall and my cell opens. He's prepared for what happens next. I try to speed out, but before I can get out the door, I slam into something invisible. As I inspect it, I realize a clear glass wall has been lowered down to prevent situations like this. The doctor grabs my arm and jabs a syringe into it. The pain is unbearable. I yell out only to remember that Wanda is on the other side of that concrete wall. I shut my mouth. I have to be strong. For Wanda. When the doctor leaves, I sit down, defeated, on the hard cot. They won't take orders from me. I'm just the person they do tests on, their lab rat, the boy with a big heart and big dreams. I remember the days when Mama and Papa had died. They weren't the best days of our life, but we had each other, Wanda and I. Now, I can't even comfort Wanda, fend off any evil that could harm her. I look up at the ceiling.
"Mama. Papa. If you can hear me, I want to let you know that we will avenge your death, no matter what." I whisper. Another scream. I jump up. "I won't let them do this to you." But there's nothing I really can do. I can't handle any of this. It's an endless cycle and I can't escape it. But, in all these years, it's given me plenty of time to think about how to leave. I run through my escape plans. None of them work. We can't escape. Unless...no. It's too crazy. But it might be our only chance. I close my eyes. Wanda. With this one simple mind message, she stops screaming. I need you to send a ming message to someone. Again, a very crazy idea but...I'm willing to give it a go. To whom? She asks me. I take a deep breath and answer. To the Avengers.
Again, I hope this didn't suck, but please tell me if it did. Or don't tell me. I'm a confusing person. You know what, if you are reading this now, then it didn't suck. Unless you just skipped to the bottom in which case you're an idiot. See ya!