Hi there! It's been two years, and I apologize. A lot has happened, but here I am! I'm planning on re writing this story, and all my other ones, starting from the oldest (Sorry Just Like Daisy fans) but I'm hoping to be able to finish all my stories this way, and start working on my list of prompts or even take requests! Enough of my rambling, enjoy the updated chapter!
I'm woken by a metal door crashing with the frame, the noise creates a loud ringing inside my head. I sit up and take stock of my confinement, my body cringes at the sudden movements. The only thing in the cell is a bare lightbulb hanging by a wire.
"God, my head." I moan to myself, as the light worsens the throbbing. Once again, I am startled by the metal door being wrenched open, but what shocks me even more is who walked through it.
"Ward," I mutter as I attempt to raise my arm to quake him.
"Oh good, you remember me," he says with a smile and a swift kick to my ribs, "lets not do anything we might regret hm?" I curl into the fetal position, arms and legs protecting my assaulted ribs. Ward approaches, and violently grabs my face in his hand, while simultaneously jabbing a needle into my neck.
"See this little thing right here, it's a drug combo made just for you." He smirks, "It makes you docile, so no quaking for you!" he sings, the hand holding my head up loosened and I'm pushed to the ground, a groan escapes my lips.
"You're… nothing but… a Hydra… Nazi." I pant through my heavy breathing, he must have broken a rib when he kicked me. Ward chuckles but otherwise ignores my comment.
"Let's get to business, shall we?" He motions to a few guards and they pull my beaten body halfway off the floor, and drag me out of the room.
Left. Left. Right. I keep track of the turns to the room. When I'm pulled in I finally open my eyes, and I immediately regret doing so. An entire wall is covered with rope and chains, while in the middle of the room is a cold slab of metal that is supposed to pass as a table. Thick leather straps hang from the cold table menacingly. I get thrown onto the table and the straps are pulled across my arms, legs, and even my head. My eyes shift as I glance around the room, bright lights assaulting my eyes. An aura of confusion washes over me.
"Doctor List, it's ready." a guard says. Doctor? What about Ward? My thoughts clear, and I realize, I'm nothing more than a science experiment to them. I start to squirm, trying to break free of my restraints. Ward steps over to me and strokes my hair.
"It'll be okay Skye, just let them do their jobs," he says.
"Daisy." I say and Ward only rolls his eyes and motions for the guard. A woman with eyes of honey walks over, and grips my jaw, forcing it open. She then stuffs a bit gag into my mouth and secures it round my head, the snug positioning ensures that it will be a long term placement. As the guard walks away, a new person walks up to me. I take in the grey hair and long nose, and the cold empty eyes. I recognize him as Doctor List, a Hydra doctor known to experiment on Inhumans.
"Lets remove the specimens shirt please," List drawls. Someone I can only describe as a nurse comes over with a pair of scissors and cuts my shirt off, thankfully leaving my bra on. The doctor then begins to palpate my stomach, just like a real doctor would do.
"I think we should start with electricity," He says, he then grabs some jumper cables and brings over a large battery. The clamps on the ends of the cables pinch into my skin, but it didn't prepare me for the pain of the actual electricity, my eyes blur and the noise melds together, spasms ravage through my body, as it fights the unwanted electricity. I feel another strong jolt, and everything fades to black.
I want to thank all my followers and reviewers, from the original story, and a special thanks to Daisies and Roses who inspired me to continue writing with their great stories, and amazing chats we've had! Go check them out if you have time! Thank you for reading this chapter. (Reviews are welcome for constructive criticism)