AN: Well, half of the Avengers are locked up and as you can assume, an Avenger family argument ensues.
I don't know how long I was unconscious, but when I came to wherever I was it was all hazy around me. When the world came back into focus, Scott, Sam, Clint, and Wanda were all looking at me. We were on a plane that must have been taking us to a prison to be held in. My body felt sluggish and heavy, like I was carrying something that weighed a ton.
"How long was I out for?" I asked slowly, attempting to sit up. But I couldn't, I looked down and saw that I had the same heavy duty cuffs on my hands that were used on me in D.C. "Where are we be taken to?" I asked again, trying shift myself upright so I could sit in a normal position.
"The Raft," Clint answered gravely. "Where some of the most dangerous criminals are sent," Clint explained, and I threw myself back against the wall behind me.
"Criminals, that's what we are now," I thought.
Whatever the J-SOC squad sedated me with it was very effective as my body was still weak. We were lead off of the plane and taken to a processing area where we were disarmed and had our uniforms handed to us.
As I came to the entrance door Ross sauntered over with crossed arms and an annoying, amused expression. I was the last person in the line of prisoners and the doors flung open to the area where we would change into our new uniforms. The rest of the team was further up ahead as I was handed my uniform. When I walked past Ross, who was still wearing that arrogant smirk, I smirked back and lifted my cuffed hands and flipped him off with both fingers. The amusement left his face and returned to his natural pissed expression.
A guard behind me slammed the butt of his rifle over my head, making drop to my hands and knees, my head began throbbing with pain. The blow hurt like hell, but I wasn't going to give Ross or the guard the satisfaction of hearing me cry out. I felt blood roll down my head. The taste of iron stained my tongue and I panted slowly like a dog.
"That was uncalled for," I panted out, only to be roughly pulled up to my feet by the same guard and he gave me a hard shove to the changing area with everyone else.
When all was said and done, we were all led to our cells. I sat on the floor of my cell that was next to Wanda's, diagonal from Sam's and Scott's and opposite of Clint. Before they enclosed me in my new home, a guard rammed a inhibitor collar onto my neck. I felt a strong pulse of electricity run through my body signaling that my empathic powers were subdued.
This was my life now. Once a prisoner, always a prisoner.
~~~x~~~
"Day four of prison life," I thought.
I found my cell in the Raft much like my cell back when I was held captive by HYDRA. It was quite similar, four walls, except this one was more like a glass-like cell, a single bed, and a toilet, but I knew that this was a cell I could not escape from. I laid on my stiff bed and stared blankly at the ceiling. It was the only thing I'd done since we were brought to the Raft other than cursing at the guards and being abused by the guards. I think the guards on the Raft have made a game of who can abuse me the worst.
Of course when the guards decide to use me as their human punching bag they take me out my cell and into another room so that no one can see. When I come back with a bloody face and damn near unconscious, the team always confronted them demanding an explanation and they would offer up a lazy, bullshit excuse that I was being disobedient and I lunged at them with the intent to attack. Everyone knows that they are the aggressors and like to taunt me, it's not my fault that their fragile sense of self can't held my sharp tongue.
And now here I am staring blankly at the ceiling once again, sometimes I would do this for a whole day. This concerned the team that I was being uncharacteristically quiet, and they would often call out my name to see if I was still sane. Even worse, to check that I was still alive. I closed my eyes momentarily, replaying in my head all the injuries I've suffered here. A guard punched me in the face and another kicked me in the stomach leaving a bruise on my torso, and I received another black eye so that would be renewed for another week. A strong backhand to the face which busted my lip open again. Oh, how can I forget? The guards like using the collar around my neck as a toy, when they shock me they just laugh and walk away as I yell and convulse in pain from the electricity.
I was beginning to doze off until I heard loud clapping that echoed throughout the room. Sitting up on the mattress I see Tony saunter in. I stood up and looked at Tony through the glass and bars.
"The Futurist, ladies and gentlemen! The Futurist is here! He sees all! He knows what's good for you whether you like it or not," Clint announced snarkily.
"Give me a break, Barton. I had no idea they'd put you here, come on," Tony replied with some sympathy. Tony looked beat down. He had a black eye, a sling for his arm, and he looked dead tired.
Clint spat, "Yeah well you knew they'd put us somewhere, Tony," Clint shot back.
"Yeah but not some super max, floating ocean pokey. You know, this place is for maniacs. For..." Tony had to stop and think for the right word.
"Criminals?" Clint finished, standing up. "Criminals, Tony. Think that's the word you were looking for," He eyed Tony from his cell. "Didn't used to mean me. Or Sam. Or Amara. Or Wanda. But here we are,"
"Cause you broke the law!" Tony justified, I scoffed silently and rolled my eyes.
"Yeah," Clint answered scoffing as well.
"I didn't make you," Tony argued back.
"The law. The law," Clint chuckled.
"You read it, you broke it!" Tony started to raise his voice.
"The law. The law. The law," Clint repeated. Clint began to antagonize Tony, singing, "la la la la la" as Tony spoke.
"Alright, you're all grown ups. You got a wife and kids. I don't understand. Why didn't you think about them before you choose the wrong side?" Tony almost yelled.
Clint was obviously pissed off at Tony's comment and stood up as Tony walked away, "You better watch your back on this guy. Chances are he's going to break it," Clint warned and slammed onto the cell bars.
Tony started walking around the circle of cells. He passed Scott and looked at him, "Hank Pym always said, you never can trust a Stark," Scott recounted for us all, but of course Tony didn't know him.
"Who are you?"
"Come on, man," Scott said exasperated.
I rolled my eyes at Tony's obnoxious behavior. Tony passed Wanda's cell and she just stared at him.
Tony walked over to Sam, "How's Rhodes?" Sam asked sincerely.
"We're flying him to Columbia Medical tomorrow. So...fingers crossed," Tony glanced around the room. "What do you need? They feed you yet?"
"You're the good cop now?" Sam asked sarcastically.
"I'm just a guy who needs to know where Steve went,"
"Well you better get a bad cop, because you would have to go Mark Terminal on my ass to get information out of me. So if I were you, I would go try to get information out of her," Sam said, pointing to my cell.
I looked away and heard Tony moving closer to my cell. I lowered my head so my hair blocked Tony from seeing face.
"So, how are you Amara?" Tony asked casually like it was a random day in the week. I stayed quiet and keep my eyes to the ground and didn't dare to look him in the face. "You know you wouldn't be in here if it weren't for Steve," Tony reminded softly.
I snapped my head up at his statement, letting him see the bruises that littered my face, "I'm in here because of you! If you didn't decide to sign the Accords I, no, we wouldn't be here!" I snapped, moving closer to the bars.
Tony's eyes widened when he saw my face, his brows furrowed, distressed to see me injured, "Amara, Jesus, are you okay?" Tony asked, concern evident in his voice.
I scoffed, "Don't act all concerned Tony, you didn't extend the courtesy when you shot me point blank with your repulser," I replied harshly, glaring at him.
"In all of this, you still matter to me. Even after you disobeyed the law," Tony stated, and I narrowed my eyes at him.
"I am caged up like an animal for doing what was right," I growled, and lifted my cuffed hands to show Tony. "I can barely feel my god damn hands in these, at this point I think that Ross had these tightened as far as it could go so I'll lose circulation," I hissed, as Tony stared at me sadly. I thought I saw his eyes watering up, but for all I know they were crocodile tears. "And this!" I began, lifting my head so Tony can see my collar. "Was a special little trinket that they gave me as a welcoming gift. Whenever I attempt in any way that might result in me using my powers, they shock the living hell out of me!" I snarled, my chest heaving. "And sometimes they do it just for the hell of it!" I added, nearly yelling.
"I didn't know that this would happen," Tony looked down to the floor in shame. "Okay, I'm sorry!"
"That's bullshit, Tony!" I argued. "I don't know what you hoped to accomplish by speaking with me. You would had better luck with Sam, because I am not giving you a damn thing," I commented, as I began to back away from Tony. "I don't owe you anything," I uttered, closing my eyes momentarily,trying to steady my breathing.
"Well, I just knocked the A out of their AV," Tony quipped, which made my eyes snap open. "We got about thirty seconds before they realize it's not their equipment," I was still very much unimpressed with Tony. "Just look," Tony pulled up a hologram from his watch. It was a picture of a dead man. "Because that...was the fellow who was supposed to interrogate Barnes. Clearly, I made a mistake. Amara, I was wrong,"
"Well that's a first," I sneered, stepping closer to the cell.
"Cap is definitely off the reservation. But he's about to need all the help he can get,"
I raised an eyebrow, "And now you want to help," I laughed sardonically.
Tony sighed, "Amara please," Tony pleaded gently.
I sighed as well, "Fine, I'll tell you...but you have to go alone and as a friend," I stressed, looking Tony dead in the eye and he silently promised me to do so with an affirmative nod.
AN: The big argument between Amara and Tony finally happened! Anyways, I hoped you guys liked the chapter, we're near the end of the story!