Elena's POV
"Kat! Hold on, okay!" Katherine was taking shallow breaths, spacing out in long periods of time. We were kept in this dark dank basement. I went as close to Katherine as I could. My fingertips barely touching her hand, but that was enough for us.
Her eyes were heavy barely keeping contact with mines. Her lips were chapped, blistering to point of blood was seen. "Ellie, I'm … cold." Katherine said so tiredly. I couldn't keep the sobs from escaping my lips. I knew I was in the same condition she was, but my body was flooding with adrenaline.
"I promise we are going to get out of here. Okay?" I could hear the distant sounds of gunshots. That was our only chance to get out of here. Or if I had certain technological pieces to assemble, I could get us out of here.
Katherine was constantly shivering, her body trying to warm her up. "Kat?" I said in a whisper, but she didn't respond. I tried to shake her, but I couldn't reach.
I cried, covering my face with my arm. I just closed my eyes, wanting to join my twin sister.
How much time has passed? Who are those voices? It was quite different from the thick German accents I was used to. I was enclosed my whole life, so I wouldn't even know.
My eyes peeked opened, immediately shield them from the bright light. Was I back in the labs? My eyes widen more once the light in the room dimmed. I looked around, unfamiliarized with the setting. My eyes scanned the room until my sights landed on the one I wanted to see.
"Katerina?" I whispered. I tried to get up, but hand landed on my shoulder. My stomach dropped. My eyes looked up to find a gentle face, staring right back at me.
He started to speak, but I didn't understand. I started to shake my head. The words was alien to me. He seemed to catch my confusion, smiling.
He switched to German. "How are you doing?" The man asked. He has soft blonde hair with warm green eyes. He was dressed in a black suit.
"Where am I?" I asked, glancing at Katerina.
"A government hospital. Your sister is fine. She is just sleeping." The man said, taking a seat.
"We are no longer in the Red Room?" I asked, looking at him with hope.
"No. And you and your sister is never going back. Go back to sleep. I will be here when you wake up." He said, picking up a book.
"What is your name?" I asked, relaxing against the soft comforts of the bed.
"Phil Coulson." He said.
"My name is Yelena Petrova, but call me Elena."
Katherine's POV
Five years later...
"Coulson, do I have to go to school? My teacher has a serious case of being a major bitch." I complained, munching on the butter toast.
Coulson gave me a scolding look. "Katherine, what did we talk about the swearing?" He said, looking from his newspaper.
"Not to do it, because it is inappropriate. So is that a yes or no?" I urged.
"No, you cannot miss school. But if you avoid getting in trouble today, you can do a training seminar at S.H.E.I.L.D.." Coulson bargained.
I smiled. "You got it! I won't even talk!" I said. But Coulson and I looked at each other and laughed. That is not going to happen.
Ellie came walking through the door, still in her pajamas. "What's so funny?" She asks as she grabbed her Good Morning cereal.
"I promised not to talk during school." I said, grabbing my orange juice.
Elena snorts, taking a seat next to Coulson at the kitchen sink. "Kat, you talk in your sleep." Elena laughed.
"I hate you." I said with no malice.
"Why?" Elena said, looking up.
"You don't get to go to school. Twelve year olds are meant to be in school." I said, pouting.
"It is not my fault that I'm a child genius. I have to go to M.I.T. this fall. Anyways, Kat I'm pretty sure you can test out and graduate early. You are smarter than a average person." Elena said, smiling at me.
"I don't want to be a nerd!" I joked as I grabbed my backpack.
"Geez! That was so heartwarming!" Elena said sarcastically.
I smirked. "That is what big sisters are for!" I said.
"By one minute!" Elena argued.
"I was still born first!" I laughed along with Coulson.
"I will be back to pick you up in a couple of hours. Okay?" Coulson said to Elena.
She shook her head in a yes motion, waving bye while chewing on her cereal.
"That is real attractive!" I said.
"Katherine, stop being mean!" Coulson scolded.
"Obviously you haven't seen her mean." Elena said. Coulson had his back to Elena, so she flashed her middle finger.
"Elena, how many times have I told you about the middle finger?" Coulson said, grabbing his mug of coffee. Elena and I just stared at him with amazement. How do he even do that?
"That is so creepy…" Elena said, looking to me.
"Katherine, come on. I'm going to drop you off to school." Coulson said, walking out the kitchen. I gave Ellie the peace sign, then followed Coulson out. I got in the back of the truck, slipping in my headphones. I looked out, seeing New York skyline in the clear sky.
"No! Please! I don't want to do this experiment." I pleaded with scientist doctor. Two armed men dragged me along the halls to the lab. I tried so hard to wiggle out their grasp, but it was no use. They held me against the bed, strapping me down. I gasped when I saw Yelena passed out in the other lab. She was so pale, eyes drooping.
Doctor Amsel came towards me, usual grim face, with a syringe with a purple substance. I whimpered as I tried to scoot away. Amsel grabbed hair, pulling my head back. He jabbed the needle in my neck. I groaned from the sharp pain, but was soon screaming when the liquid fire course through my veins.
The convulsion of my muscles rippled through my body, intensifying the pain a hundred times over.
"Katherine, are you okay?" Coulson asked, looking concerned. I smile at him, grateful.
"There are times I fear all this is a dream, Coulson. That one day, I'm going to find myself back in that dreaded basement." I said, wiping the traitorous tears away.
"You are never going back there, Katherine. Not as longs as I draw breath." Coulson said with equal emotion.
"You probably don't realize this, but Elena and I think of you as a father. I mean you are the only family that we have. So, thank you. But if you tell anyone of my weak moment, I will deny it and then kill you." I said as I laughed softly.
Coulson beamed. "I appreciate the honor of such position. And I won't tarnish your bad girl rep!" Coulson joked.
I playfully glared. "Good. And I will hold you up to your bargain for the training seminar." I said, getting out of the car.
"Sure. Have a good day at school, Kat." Coulson said, before driving away.
Elena's POV
Coulson is going to be soo mad at me! Usually, it's Katherine breaking the rules, not me. There is a first for everything! I got of the bus and walked the rest of the way to downtown New York.
After a good twenty minutes, I made it in front of Waldorf Hotel. I walked in, blending in with the crowd. I followed the press into the conference room, hiding in the back. All the press was either in a seat or huddled, closely packed in the back. I was able to find a corner where I had a perfect view of the stage.
The room was roaring with questions, all aimed at my idol, Tony Stark. He was sitting coolly at the table, not really paying attention to the reporters.
"You! Pinocchio! Ask your question!" Tony pointed to someone I didn't see.
"Mr. Stark, lately you been under the spotlight-
"When have I never?" Tony retorted smartly, taking off his sunglasses dramatically.
"- about your weapons are not up to par for the war. What are your comments on that?" A man asked.
"Last time I checked, I was not a tactician. Anything that comes from my company is pretested. So it has to be the person operating. But what would I know, I'm just a devilishly handsome billionaire mechanical engineer." He said.
"Mr. Stark, many people are worried about that you are not taking your responsibilities seriously. And from your current reactions, I seem to agree." A woman commented.
"Stark weapons contributed to many successful missions. So, my attitude shouldn't be a concern to anyone. I'm defense best friend!" Tony retorted.
"Defense doesn't always work!" The words slipped my mouth before I knew it! My eyes widen when eyes shifted to me.
"Who said that?" Mr. Stark said, standing up from his seat. Reporters move to the side, letting me come in view of Stark.
"It was me, Mr. Stark." I said, standing on a chair. I fixed my glasses, making sure they don't fall off.
"Reporters come in a small size." Stark retorted dryly.
"And your comedy career has a small chance of coming alive, but we aren't here to talk about your failed dreams. Why don't your company strive for offensive weapons or tech? They are just as effective as defensive." I said, becoming more confident.
"Defensive win wars! That is what the government demands." Stark said lamely.
"Okay, we both know that was a crap answer. But since you are going to go with it, let me counter. Defensive weapons can go hand in hand with offensive. I have study every military tech that collects information. Bugs, cameras, drones. You name it! Every single one inefficient. Do you know what is reliable? Human intel. Our government send our soldiers in hostile situations, hoping for infiltration. 70% of those recon missions fail." I sighed as I pulled up my suitcase with a file under my arm.
"In this case, I have a tech that could increase the chances of recon missions and save lives. I come here, Mr. Stark, because you are my idol, but I know you can get it initiated. I know your interest piqued, so you are going to take this case and you are going to to comb over with sharp eyes. Also, I have personal motivation to see my design help the men and women who protects this country." I said.
I once again found myself strapped onto one of the lab beds. They must have sedated me heavily this time. My eyes scanned the cleaned lab, but eyes widen when I saw a bloodied man strapped two beds down from me.
He was covered in cuts and they were deep. He looked so young, out of place in this cold hell. He was wearing a bloodied camouflage type uniform. They left him to die and I can see that he didn't have long.
"Our father who is in heaven, Hallowed be your name.
Your kingdom come.
Your will be done, On Earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day, our daily bread.
And forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors.
And do not lead us into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
For yours is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever. Amen
I ask you to forgive this man's sins for he can not no longer plead his case. He has suffered great pain to last in the afterlife. I beg for peace. Amen." I cried.
"Thank… you." The man whispered