Hailey's POV:

"Stop thinking about my abs," Hunter laughed. I looked at him guiltily. We were eating lunch together in Hunter's room. I concentrated for a second on him and his mind reading ability. "Funny, but you need to stop thinking about me first," I replied grinning. "Right, I forgot that you can do that too now. It is just too weird," he said smirking at me. "You really are getting into this. You're getting really good at it," he commented, trying to change the subject. "I told you to stop thinking about me like that," I said, recognizing what he was doing.

All of the sudden, the door opened and three men wearing all black barged into the room. Two of them ran up to Hunter, and one of them ran up to me and pulled out a knife. I barely dodged his first slash and his second attempt scratched my arm. I let out a gasp of pain. The man kicked me in the stomach and I fell backwards into the chair behind me. He quickly reached into his bag and pulled out a long length of rope. While I was still dazed from being thrown that roughly into the chair, he tied me securely to the chair.

The other two men were having slightly less luck with Hunter. The third man went to join his comrades, and they eventually succeeded in tying him down too. Me and Hunter were tied to two chairs, right next to each other. "Are you okay, Hails?" he asked, breathlessly. "Shut up!" said one of the men. He repeated the question again. This time, though, he repeated it telepathically. "I've been better," I thought. "Where do you think Ward and Kara are?" I wondered. "I don't know, Hails." Hunter said, inside my head. "But I do know that if they knew what was happening and they could get here, they would," he continued.

One of the men reached into his pocket and took out two large cloth bags. He placed on bag on each of our heads. Inside the bag, there were lights that blinked and flashed hypnotically. When I tried to reach out to Hunter, I felt a sharp pain in my temple. Judging by the sounds coming from next to me, Hunter was going through something similar. One of the men untied me from the chair. He then, proceeded to tie my hands and legs. Although I still couldn't see because there was a sack over my head, I still tried to escape. I got nowhere. The door banged open and judging by the footsteps, three more men entered the room. One of the men stepped near me and stood there. When I started to shrink away he stepped closer and slowly ran his hand up my thigh. I shuddered and tried to back away, but there was nowhere to go. The man just laughed harshly. He then picked me up and slung me over his shoulder. I tried kicking. but he didn't notice. When I tried screaming, another man slapped me across the back. They lifted up the cloth bag and stuffed a rag in my mouth. It tasted disgusting and made me choke. Then, they threw the bag back over my head.

The man who was carrying me stood, waiting. I heard the muffled noises of Hunter trying to fight back as four men tied him up and stuffed a rag in his mouth. Then, the man carrying me began to walk out the door. We want to the elevator and went down. We got out of the elevator and went out a door, into the cold November wind.

They stuffed me into the backseat of a car or a van. Then threw Hunter in on top of me. Then they climbed in next to us. It was not too comfortable with Hunter on top of me. We drove around in complete silence for a long time. I quickly lost track of time. Finally, the vehicle pulled over and someone opened the doors. Two men grabbed my arms, and pulled me out of the van. Then, they pulled Hunter out. I could hear scuffling, as Hunter tried to escape. They finally subdued him and we were forced to walk into a building. We went into an elevator and went down for a long time. When we finally got out, it felt different, slightly colder and damper. I was forced onto a gurney and strapped down tightly. I felt a needle in my arm, and I lost all feeling in my arm. The feeling quickly spread throughout my body and I was out like a light in less than 30 seconds.

When I woke up, I was completely alone. I was lying on a bed wearing a flimsy paper hospital gown. I sat up and looked around. I was in a cellar-like place with no windows. On one wall there were stairs going up to a door. I tried to stand up and suddenly felt dizzy. Suddenly the door opened and a man walked in. He wheeled the bed out of the room into another room. There was another bed in the room. The man left and I forced myself to turn my head to look at the other bed. Hunter was lying strapped down in the bed facing the other way. He had bruises and scratches all over him like he had put up a fight. Seeing him helpless like that made me feel even worse.

All of the sudden the door banged open and Ward came in. "If that had been real, and they had been S.H.I.E.L.D., you would be dead right now," he said. Kara came through the door next. "Hunter, Hailey, this is serious. I expected more from both of you," Ward finished. "Especially you, Hunter. You have been doing this too long. You really need to step it up and take this more seriously," Kara said. "So that was all a test?" I asked, angrily. "Yes, and you failed," Ward answered. "We are really going to need to step it up with you two." "Your training is going to get a lot more intense," Kara said. "Be ready."

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