So I forgot to mention a warning in the Prologue which is Dom/Sub. Again you have been warned.
"You're being relocated." Fury said.
I turned to look at him and saw the Captain standing just behind me. Claire reluctantly said yes sir and left, leaving the tray of food where it was. I kept my eyes on Fury as he entered the cell with the Captain in tow.
"Are you sure about this?" The Captain asked Fury.
"We'll see." He said never breaking eye contact. "Jayson this is Captain Steven Rodgers. He will be keeping an eye on you until further notice. We will relocate you to a safe house. I'll give you a sedative and we will transport you there."
I chose not to respond even though a sedative is the last thing I wanted.
"Hold out your arm." He commanded.
I did and was stuck with the needle. I didn't flinch.
"Stark should be finished when we arrive." Fury said as everything became blurry.
I woke up in a plush bed with a fuzzy head. I was laid on my right side to avoid ripping my stitches. Little things. I slowly sat up and looked around the room. It wasn't a cell, it was a regular bedroom. It was new too if the smell of freshly dried paint was anything to go on. I swept my eyes over the room until I found a file with my name on it. I carefully stood and walked over to the file. I opened it to see a list of rules to follow, an explanation on "Jarvis", a list of subjects I needed to get a high school education and a schedule for the next week. Monday a nurse would come to remove my stitches, Tuesday Natasha would talk to me about staying in shape, and Thursday Maria would tell me about maybe starting an online school.
I looked over the rules, my heart skipping a beat as I read the first one. "No Shifting". I hoped that I could get through that. The next rules seemed simple enough. I glanced at the alarm clock sitting on the nightstand. 5:54 pm. I had slept the day away. I shook my head and started looking for the bathroom. Finding it I also found out that it attached the Captain's bedroom and mine. I locked both doors and hopped into a hot shower. I could feel the two weeks worth of blood and dirt slide from my skin. Once clean I walked to the closet with a towel draped over my hips. I looked through the new clothes finding a pair of sweats and a plain white shirt. I got dressed and exited the room taking in the hallway. It seemed so normal, like something I'd seen is a movie. I heard the footsteps before I smelt the Captain enter the hallway from the stairs.
"You're awake." He said. "Good, I just wanted to let you know that dinner is here. Are you hungry?"
I said nothing but took a careful step closer to the stairs that he'd just come up. He nodded his head looking resigned. He turned and I followed him to the kitchen. I sampled the air taking in the scent of warm plastic and spices. Steve quietly started unpacking the food.
"I hope you like Chinese. Nat got it for us. I wanted to wake you and ask but she told me to let you sleep until the food got here." He said quietly.
"Thanks, I'll eat anything." He seemed shocked as I spoke.
"Good to know, because I can't cook." He chuckled.
"I can," I said not finding him amusing.
"By the way, I'm sorry for your injury." He apologized.
I didn't respond and began eating. He took a deep breath but didn't say anything. I ate slowly not wanting to make myself sick. We ate in silence and once we finished I got up to start cleaning. The Captain stood to help and I let him. The fifteen minutes it took to clean up was also spent in silence. I quickly went back to the bedroom afterward. I was still tired from the sedative. I stripped off my shirt and laid on my stomach. I took three deep breaths before I was out.
I woke up and looked at the alarm clock, 5:45 am. I sighed getting up. My body had been trained to get up at that time every morning. Even though I had slept for almost eleven hours I was still tired. I walked to the bathroom to take a shower. The Captain was already there brushing his teeth.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize you would be up this early." He said spitting out the foamy toothpaste.
I just nodded, turning to flee.
"I'm almost done in here anyway if you wanted to start your morning that's fine." He said awkwardly.
I turned back eying him. He held up both hands and exited the bathroom through the other door. I quickly locked both doors and ran the water. I stripped down and stepped into the spray. It felt good, so good I almost let out a soft groan as the tension left my body. As I stood there I thought quietly that I hated being there, nothing was right. I'd gone from one prison to the next. I tried to think about a quick way to get out. My only real option was to gain their trust and hope they let me out. Fury's plan was to keep me there until he thought that I could be on my own. I was sure that it would take a lot for them to trust me. I was a part of Hydra after all. I stopped myself from thinking anymore and got out of the shower. I hoped that they could remove my stitches the next day because they were annoying.
Several hours later I found myself staring out on of the many windows. Along with not being allowed to phase I was also not allowed to go outside unless someone was with me. Even Hydra allowed me outside. I hugged my knees tighter as I watched the peaceful trees and clouds. If this place weren't acting as my prison I would have loved it there. It was quiet even with the captain there, but he kept to himself. The house itself was beautiful, done mostly in tans, browns, and off whites. It was well lit from all of the windows letting in natural light.
I sat in that spot until it was 5:00. I then got up and went to the kitchen and took stock. There was more than enough food to feed ten of us for just over a week. I found what I wanted and began to throw things together until I had a meal for two. Five minutes before it was ready Steve walked in.
"Smells good." He said standing next to the stove with his arms crossed.
"It's Chicken Parmesan," I said, distracted.
"Is it easy to make?" He asked.
I nodded affirmatively but kept my mouth shut. We slipped back into silence as I started making the plates. He grabbed two glasses of water as I set the plates on the table and waited until he seated himself to sit down in the opposite chair.
The next day I woke up going through my morning routine until I heard a voice from everywhere.
"Sir, Miss Clair is here to see you." That must have been Jarvis.
I nodded and went to the living room where she sat talking to the Captain. She gave him a dazzling smile but he turned to look at me.
"Oh, Jayson, come here, let's see if you wound is healed enough to remove those stitches," Claire said overly excited.
I removed my shirt and walked over to her as she waved me over. She poked and prodded before I felt a slight tug and heard the scissors cut the sutures. It took her almost two minutes to get all of them out.
"There we go. Captain Rodgers, would you mind if I took him on a walk?" Claire asked.
"Not at all, try to stay away from the perimeter line." He warned.
"Can do. Jayson, does a walk sound good?" She asked touching my arm.
I nodded and we exited through the back door. We headed toward the woods.
"Have you been out here yet?" She questioned.
I shook my head inhaling the fresh air.
"You know, Steve isn't cruel, if you ever want to come out here, all you have to do is ask." She said.
I shrugged. I'd learned a long time ago to take what people say with a grain of salt. She sighed. She never got angry that I wasn't the talkative type but it seemed to make her sad. Fury just got frustrated.
"Jayson if you ever need anything you can tell Jarvis to text me. Or Steve. You're allowed to have contact with the outside world." She said softly before suddenly asking," Why'd you turn on Hydra?"
"I didn't. I was never on their side." I said.
She looked shocked," What do you mean?"
"Just what I said," I told her.
"That's interesting." She said.
I shrugged and she sighed again.
"We're getting too close to the perimeter," I said turning.
"How do you know?" She questioned.
" I can smell gunpowder. Fifty yards more and they'll be shooting at us without a second thought." I told her already walking back the way we'd come.
When we got back to the house I headed back to my room. She sat on the couch and began toying with her phone. Steve looked at us but didn't say anything until he thought I couldn't hear them.
"Is everything okay?" He asked.
"Yeah, I just need to let Fury know that Jayson said he was never on Hydra's side, meaning he was planning an escape for a while. I don't want to see Jayson hurt. If telling Fury and having him thrown back in a cell is what keeps him from doing something stupid then so be it." She said.
"Wait, he's finally eating and talking and showering. He'd let himself die in a cell. I'll keep a closer eye on him and with Jarvis also watching, I don't think he'd try anything. He's a smart kid." Steve argued.
"Are you sure? If he was found by Hydra the punishment would have been worse than being thrown in a cell." She defended.
"Just wait, if he seems like he's planning anything I'll report it," Steve said.
"Thank you, Captain. Oh, will you make sure he goes outside? I don't think he'll actually ask." She requested.
"Of course." Steve agreed.
I tuned them out after that. Sometimes it was worth having amazing hearing. She had good deductive skills but Steve was right, I wouldn't make a run for it. Not for the reasons he thought but still. At dinner, Steve was keeping an eye on me, forever true to his word.
"I don't expect you to believe me but I won't run," I said suddenly.
"You were ease dropping." He accused.
"Kind of hard not to when you can hear everything going on in the house." I reasoned.
"You didn't deny it." He stated.
"I don't make a habit of lying," I said bluntly.
"Then will you answer a question honestly?" He asked.
"Shoot," I replied.
"Why did you run from Hydra?" He questioned leaning forward.
"They murdered my parents, I was brought to Midgard from a sub-realm. We were here for six months before Hydra murdered them and took me to turn me into a weapon. I played the part of the well-trained dog until I found my opening." I said not looking at him.
"I'm sorry." He apologized.
"Why? It's not your fault. You were still frozen when that happened." I said.
"But it must have been hard." He sympathized.
I shrugged and slipped back into silence. Over the next week or so I went through the motions, trying to ignore the stiffness settling in my body as I worked out in the gym and did the school work that I'd agreed to do. Steve and I would go on a walk every other day but I found less joy in it than I had the first couple of times. I turned off the treadmill five minutes early panting heavier than I should have been. Within the next few days, I would start having flu-like symptoms and the stiffness would grow until I couldn't even leave the bed. I sighed to myself as I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My hands were trembling from the effort. As I brought the glass to my lips it slipped shattering on the floor.
"What happened?" I jumped at Fury's voice.
"It slipped," I said looking at my hand shocked. It was too soon, " I'll get it cleaned up."
I knelt down fumbling with the broken glass, it cut my hands several times before I had it all in the trash can and was mopping the water up. Fury and Steve just watched until I fled the room to take a shower. Once clean I got started on the school work, wiping out the entire week's worth before dinner. I walked to the kitchen to see Fury sitting at the table with Steve.
"Are you staying for dinner?" Steve asked Fury.
"Yes. I have some important things to talk to Jayson about." He said.
I nodded and made dinner being extra careful not to drop anything. Once everyone was at the table and eating Fury began to speak.
"Jayson, where was the base is in Brazil?" Fury asked.
I got up looking for paper and pen when I found it I wrote down the coordinates and handed it to Fury. He looked at it and nodded.
"Do you know where any other bases are?" He questioned.
I nodded taking the paper from him and writing down the other coordinates that I knew.
"Would you be willing to help us take these bases out?" Steve asked.
I shrugged. In all honesty, I didn't want to deal with Hydra anymore.
"Alright, I want you two to be ready to go tomorrow at 5:00 pm. I'll get the other's ready." Fury said.
The next night at the designated time we were boarding a jet, all of the Avengers eying me carefully. I ignored them but stood closer to Steve than I normally would have. I knew they didn't trust me but I still didn't want to be in the position to be attacked if I couldn't defend myself.
"We'll take the mongrel to a locked room," Clint said.
"Why? He hasn't done anything to warrant that." Steve snapped.
"Fury's orders. Clint, please refrain from the insults." Natasha said.
I let them put handcuffs on me and lead me to a comfortable holding cell. Clint tried to kill me with his eyes but didn't say anything as Natasha told me to call if I needed anything. I only nodded sitting in a corner. I sat there for several hours until the entire team walked in looking bloody but happy.
"Tomorrow we should throw a party," Tony said.
"And who's going to watch the kid?" Fury asked.
"We will. We can have it at the safe house." Tony grinned.
"Right, no chance of an AI hell bent on destroying the world of crashing it," Rhody said thoughtfully.
"One time and they never let it go." Tony rolled his eyes.
"So, what do you say? Party at your place?" Natasha asked.
"Sure," Steve said eyes on me.
The next night out prison was full of people, namely the Avengers but it was still too crowded and loud. I'd spent the better half of the day hanging over the toilet and now with the stiff joints, I could feel myself becoming irritated. Clint kept giving me looks and Bruce would look over wearily but almost everyone else ignored my existence. I tried to keep my anger under control never having been the type to snap at anything but it was getting harder. Eventually, I stood up and made my way upstairs followed by Steve.
"Jayson, what's wrong?" He asked.
"I shrugged and tried to move past him. He blocked my way pinning me between his arms and the wall.
"Talk to me. You've been acting weird all day." He said.
"I'm just tired. I would like to go to bed." I said barely a whisper.
"Are you sure that's all?" He asked eying me.
I nodded and he moved letting me into the room. I went to bed early, the next morning I woke up and had to sprint to the bathroom to puke not caring that Steve was in the shower. He got out wrapping a towel around his waist and rushed over.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
I shook my head before puking again.
"What's wrong?" He asked frantically but rubbing my back.
I flinched away from the touch feeling like it was breaking my body.
"Jarvis call Fury." He demanded hand moving from my body.
"Already done, Sir, he'll be here in fifteen minutes." The AI responded.
Those fifteen minutes were spent with me still puking and Steve trying to comfort me.
"What the hell is wrong with him?" Fury demanded all but kicking the door down.
"I don't know," Steve said as I dry heaved.
"Jayson you have three seconds to talk." Fury yelled.
I tried but I was puking again but when I thought I could, I rasped out," Need to phase."
"That's stupid, do you think I was born yesterday?" He asked.
"Director, can we just let him if he promises to phase back in one minute. Then we can hear him out." Steve requested.
"Fine, but if he tries anything it's on you, Rodgers." Fury snapped.
"That's fine, I'll take the blame." He said.
"Well? What are you waiting for, an invitation?" Fury asked after several minutes.
"Move," I said choking out air.
Steve moved and I let the energy buzz through me until it burst out in fur, claws, and a tail. I shook my head feeling better instantly. I stretched my limbs feeling the stiffness slowly leave the joints. When I felt top notch again I phased back.
"Alright, now explain." Fury said.
"If a shifter doesn't phase every few weeks or so they become ill, have stiff joints, flu-like symptoms, the works. Eventually, we're unable to move and will either die of starvation or dehydration." I told him.
"You think that's something you should have told us beforehand?" He was angry.
"You wouldn't have believed me," I said looking at the floor.
"He's not wrong." Steve agreed.
Fury just scoffed, "You'll be allowed to phase from now on as long as Captain Rodgers is here to keep an eye on you."
"Thank you," I said softly to Steve after Fury stormed out.