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Torture, Torture. That was the best way she could describe it. The life dominoes were almost all toppled over.
The cell door opened, and the clang of the metal door against the wall gave her a dragged her to her feet. She tripped, landing on her arms, still weak, and now there was more daggers known as pain stabbing her arms.
"Up." the man said. It was all he said. Anna guessed she wasn't the best at English. She couldn't get up. She stayed there until the man dragged her to her feet. The dizziness was still present, and so was the pain. Pain.
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Sometimes pain was something that felt good, something just to remind you that you're alive and that you're actually living this life. But too much ate you alive until it took up every fiber in your body. You think that you've felt it all, but it can keep on coming. More power with each move.
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She took in the sights. Gray, stone gray, and awful. Guns that were something she could never imagine, and a depressed feeling wrung through the walls. They were all symmetrical, either with cells or doors, or even windows. Once she saw the sunlight through a window, she wanted to die. It was extremely bright to her, and gave her a headache about ten times the one she already had. She was dragged over to a flat, cold, metal table, then the tests began. Blood was drawn, shots and drugs were given, and her 'limb anomaly' was used. Unable to fight back, she was like a puppet, and the people holding, with the people holding the strings being the workers, and the puppet show director was her uncle. You don't feed or give water to a puppet, you have it stored away until it's showtime.
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"Tony, this is insane, even for you. Remember what happened last time you tried to break into a HYDRA base?" Rhodey sounded exhausted over the phone. "And how can you be so sure anyways? This is not going to work, I'm not helping."
"Aw, c'mon Rhodey!"
"Why are you doing this anyways?"
"I dunno. Why are you asking anyways?" he said matter-of-factly.
"You're right. You're unpredictable."
"Please, Rhodey!"
"Fine." He sounded exhausted, probably because he was.
"Thanks! You're the best."
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There was the plan. After countless hours of research, Tony had found out what he needed to. He was certain Anna Coltons was the same girl he had 'met' by the tower, and that she belonged to her uncle. The plan was simple.
together as many of the Avengers together as possible.
some people carefully sneak into the HYDRA base, while Rhodey and Tony distracted the HYDRA workers.
the girl to the jet.
away and return her to her uncle.
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A few days later, Tony had only managed to scrape up a few Avengers. Natasha Romanoff, Clint BArton, and Rhodey were all sitting in his the compound. Wanda couldn't face HYDRA anymore, Vision would just stay with her, Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers and T'Challa had better things to do, something involving chitauri weapons, but he wasn't sure. He didn't even dare tell Peter, because he didn't even answer his text messages when he asked for Peter to join the Avengers team. The Avengers were broken up, there was nothing he could do about it.
Clint seemed a little bit off, as he usually was, but tension hung in the room, like strings, were tied to everything and anything. Even Tony could sensed it. Clint looked around and looked at Natasha. Tony could sense his discomfort.
"Why are we doing this again?" He said, frustrated. " Remember the last time we tried to break into HYDRA? Oh," He shot Tony a vicious look. "Well, I guess since you are the futurist…"
Tony ignored him. "Okay, I kind-of drew out a plan, becau-"
"Why'd you draw it, futurist. You have every tech thing imaginable."
Tony ignored him once again. "Okay, so I'm thinking that th-"
"What'd you say, Futurist?"
"Hey, could you .Out? The only reason we're doing this is to save the life of a little girl. She's fifteen and with HYDRA, fuc-" He almost swore. "Of all people, I'd think you'd be up to this because you're the only one here with kids!"
Clint froze. He looked up, as if there were something interesting on the plaster white ceiling. He tapped his hearing aid. "Why does the life of one kid matter to you?" His voice was emotionally drained but serious.
"Because… Ultron killed so many. So I want to help as many. She has an uncle, and i'm sure he'll be so happy to have her girl. Plus, we'll gain a little more trust from the world."
"Yeah, breaking into HYDRA base, and not exposing the world to HYDRA, telling them that we're there! Perfect plan!" He barked.
"They always knew we were there, you moron!" He replied.
"Hey who's the on-" He said, only to be cut off by Clint.
"The one who split up the damn Avengers? You!" Clint responded without hesitation.
"Oh, just because…"
"Okay, Enough!" James and Natasha exclaimed in unison. They exchanged looks and it brought a smile to their faces, but only for a second.
"Listen, aren't we usually used to this?" She asked. " If were going to to this, then we're doing this. If you're not, you can go home, okay Clint?" She exclaimed, now obviously frustrated.
For a while, everyone just sat there and looked around.
" 'Tasha…" He looked down at his bow and arrow which he placed on the the couch. Natasha could sense a feeling of hurt coming from him. "Oh, Natasha…" He seemed lost for words, so Tony put down a badly drawn drawing, on white oak table in front of them.
"Here's the plan. Rhodey and me will distract near the front of the base, here." He explained, pointing to a place on the base. "We'll hope they'll engage all the defenses, against us so then-"
"Why on earth would that be good? Are you out of your mind?" Interrupted the archer.
"Shut up." Responded Tony. "Anyways, now you two, Natasha, Barton. You try to sneak in from here, okay? See, I made it easier for you too." He said, with a sarcastic smile.
"Hey at least we're doing it for you!" Clint's eyes grew as he responded, almost yelling,
"You owe me one. You too, Romanoff.. You both backstabbed me in the airport deal." He mused.
"Well, I got stabbed in the back, literally!" Protested Clint.
"My best friend nearly died!" He revealed, pointing to Rhodey.
"Don't bring me into this, Tony." Rhodey shared a look with Natasha.
"Fine, but can we at least discuss this without any interruptions? They kinda piss me off." Tony replied, shooting a glare at Clint.
Clint sighed in return, and looked at the map. He half-smiled.
"This looks like one of my kids drew it."
"Clint, enough," Natasha responded in her no-nonsense tone. "She's a kid, just like your own." She paused, as if she was very carefully considering her words. "Wouldn't you want the same if your kids were in that position?" She mused.
Clint shook his head, closing his eyes, imagining what would happen. "Taken by HYDRA…" He murmured, loud enough to hear, and opened his eyes. "No, no. I'd give anything to get them back." He finally answered.
"Okay, so stop fooling around, and let's get down to this." She declared.
"But wait, Tony, didn't you say something 'about her being a criminal? A highly trained kid, maybe she works for HYDRA, and she went there to train! I don't want a criminal back on the streets. If we get her, there are bound to be more of them."
"No, Clint. The chances are slim, because she's the only one. The docs we got showed her as a testing subject." Tony tried to clear.
"Alright, I understand now. I don't always, so now show us your little plan."
"As I was saying, you two, try to sneak up in there, and grab her. Leave, and we'll deal with the rest of it."
"Okay." The all responded in unison.
"In a few days, this Wednesday, we're going." He said finally.
"Wait, what if she..?" Clint asked pausing halfway through the sentence. "This is HYDRA, this is serious shit, so what if she doesn't make it?"
Tony sat silent for a little bit. He almost froze.
"We'll deal with it."
Natasha gave a small smile.
"So, after this, are we good? No more battling with the law?" She asked.
"Yeah, Tony! Me and Tasha are kinda on the other side of the law because of the airport thing. Are we clear now?" Asked Clint.
"I can do so much, but I can't change the law, Hawkeye." He responded. "Hawkeye, Hawkeye and black widow." Really weird names, if you ask me." The inventor said, trying to keep a serious voice.
"Hey, These are the coolest names. I mean, Hawkeye and Black Widow beats out Iron man any other day! Iron man sounds like some dude wearing a giant tin can or something!" Clint said, with a smile.
"Take that back! Iron man is way cooler!" Responded Tony, pretending to be angry. "What do you think, Nat?" He asked the lady sitting to his left.
She smirked. "War Machine."
They now all had huge smiles on their faces, but then realized, that War Machine was, in fact, the coolest name for a superhero.
"Yeah, Rhodey, why'd you get so lucky, huh?" Questioned Tony.
"You came up with the name, Tony!" He responded, finally sporting a small smile.
"Oh right, I did. Can we switch? Pretty please?" He asked in the tone of a little boy, which got everyone laughing.
"Okay, fine." Confessed Clint. "Maybe this isn't so bad."
"Was it ever?" Asked Tony. "I'm going to grab some drinks." As he left Rodey followed, and Clint and Natasha began to talk.
"So, how's life back at the farm?" She asked.
Clint smiled. "It's great. We got a new tractor, because Tony never got around to fixing ours," He said loud enough so that Tony could hear.
"Hey, the world was bieng attacked by fuckin' robots. I think a tractor isn't too important." He yelled from the next room.
Clint smirked, defeated. "You have a point," He yelled back, and turned to Natasha. "How's life for you. Tasha?"
"Oh." She paused. "You know, same old, same old. HYDRA never gives up. Neither does the law. I'm thinking of dying my hair, because." Her smile dropped. "The accords. They found out..,"
"When?" Asked Clint, concerned.
"A long time ago. Not even a few weeks after you got released from the raft." She said, half frozen. She sparked up. " I don't care. I'm just glad…" She paused. "Glad you're safe, and not in the raft. Nobody deserves that, none of the Avengers, at least." She said, defiantly. She smiled softly and shifted her spot on the couch.
"You know what?" Asked Clint. He didn't wait for anybody to respond. " I'm glad were safe. We are all, even though we're still on the edge with the law. We're gonna be fine." The tension still hung in the room.
"I hope so." She answered. "What will it take for them to stop chasing our tails. Another alien attack?"
Clint snickered. " If that happens, I'm getting an arc reactor in my chest." He announced, loud enough so Tony could hear.
"If you do that, after two years, it's going to poison you. It's not worth it!" He yelled back.
"Say what you want, but if it means that i'm not going to get hypnotized into helping some crazy maniac demigod, I'm getting one." His smile faded. Thinking of the awful memories. He shook his head gently.
"Speaking of demigods, we haven't seen Thor for a while, haven't we?" Natasha cocked her head to the left. "He said he would keep in contact, but I haven't seen a certain strike of lightning flash don on earth lately. And Bruce for that matter, too. D'you think he has something to do with it?"
"A demigod stealing a hulk? Yeah, that sounds pretty damn believable." Clint remarked.
"I was just saying, it's not exactly normal for people to just disappear without a trace, y'know." She looked down at the table in front of them.
"Say that about Captain America, too." Clint responded. He had never heard back from the soldier since he was released from the raft.
"Him too," She said, with a sigh. "Why, why are they all… disappearing?" She paused for a long time, considering what she should say. She looked down at her thumbs and moved them around each other.
"I… miss them." She said, finally.
Clint looked speechless. He turned to her and smirk, and smirk grew to a smile, to a small laugh.
"Well," he said, trying to hold into his laughter. For some odd reason, what Natasha had said was very funny to him. "Ya still have me." He said, finally calming down. He gave Natasha a pat on the back.
"I guess I do." She said, begging to perk up. " But it's not a big gain." She teased.
"Hey! It's probably the biggest gain until they back. If they get back, that is."
"Okay, okay, maybe it is." She changed the subject. "I'm getting thirsty." She stood up to yell into the other room. 'What's taking these drinks, Stark?!"
"Much better." Clint responded.
"Sorry, I got sidetracked. I'm coming, keep your shirt on!" He gave a witty response, as always.
Natasha smirked. "I'll try, but if you don't, I can't make any promises."
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Thoughts filled the room as they discussed the plan. Something was bound to go wrong and they knew that. They would have to improvise. The topic eventually fell to the health of the girl.
"Well, she could be on the verge o life and death." Clint remarked. "She co-"
"Or," Interrupted TOny. "She could make it out with out a few scratches."
"What if, she's absolutely fine, and she wants to stay with HYDRA, because secretly, she's really strong and she's been turned over to the bad guys."
All eyes were on her. She raised her eyebrows and glanced. "Just a thought."
Tony shook his head to get away from the thought. "I Didn't knew your mind went that deep." Natasha glared at him viciously. "Anyways, we're going to have to keep her in the medical bay until she's ready to go. She lives with her uncle."
"What if, her uncle works for HYDRA?" Clint raised his eyebrows at the possibly.
" Enough with these what-if questions!" He asked, even though he considered the possibility. It made sense. "We'll make sure. We can call him up right now. As an unknown caller, like a prank call." Tony picked up his phone and began to dial the number of her uncle, which he found out right after he hacked into the records of HYDRA, with the help of FRIDAY. He called, as the phone rang, he held his breath in a rush of nervousness of the possibility. It stopped ringing and began on voicemail.
"Hello," A voice said. " You have reached the number of Aron Colton's. If you have reached this line, it means I am currently busy. If you wish to contact my business then go to; 'A real dog you have, dot com' Have a nice day." The phone then beeped, then began to record a message. Tony tapped a red button button and the call ended.
He put it down and looked at Clint.
"That website sounds a bit sketchy, don'tcha think so?" Asked the archer.
"No, not really. I haven't heard of it though. SHould we check it out?" Responded the Inventor.
"I think we should," Implied Natasha. "I'd like to see if this is a real business. We can never be too certain, especially when there are lives at stake, and we're not exactly short for time."
"You for it, Rhodey? Should we check it out?" Tony asked the person sitting beside him. He took a sip of his drink.
"If it is really a website for HYDRA, i'd like to see it." He responded, and smirked.
" That settles it." Tony said. "FRIDAY, show us 'A real dog you have dot com.'
"Okay, . Here it is!" The A.I produced a website on a large transparent blue screen that came out of nowhere.
"You have her set up in every room. Unbelievable." Natasha gazed at the blue light in the now, dimly lit room.
Tony ignored the comment. "Scroll down and tell us if you see anything suspicious." He said, getting to examine the website himself. It was a website for dog needs, nothing out of the ordinary. Pictures with people and dogs, dog toys, and dog food.
"Nothing out of the ordinary or unusual, Mr. Stark. Shall I visit the websites of the image providers?" The A.I asked.
"No, FRIDAY, just go back to sleep." The billionaire responded. "See, Hawkeye. Even your hawk-eyes didn't catch anything."
"Okay. I just wanted to make sure she wasn't living under the influence of a HYDRA worker."
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Anna spent nearly a week when they had first given her food. It wasn't anythings much, just two slices of bread merley covered in butter. She had gone nearly a week before eating anything, but she had gotten somewhat stronger and could now lift up her arm to her face. She gently placed the piece of bread in her mouth as the shackles clicked against each other. Pain still wrong and was still something that kept taking to her, but now it was part of her everyday life. It was the beginning of a new life for her, she had gotten used to it.
And it had been less than a week.
She couldn't tell time. THe cell was always dark. Tests came randomly like sudden gusts of wind on a windy day. You know it was coming, you didn't know when.
As she began to chew, her jaw began to hurt. She didn't care, it tasted like the most amazing thing in the world. With her stomach not eating her from the inside, she began to drift of to sleep.
But not for long.