Chapter Six

Alli woke up with a sharp pain beating into her head. She could practically hear her heartbeat. She felt nauseated and woozy, her head hanging limp. She tried to move her muscles but they were restrained by wires that dug into her skin. She could smell blood in the room, but she couldn't see anything. She was blindfolded and her mouth was taped shut. She was forced to breath through her nostrils.

Someone ripped the duct tape unpleasantly off of her mouth, causing her teeth to clench in pain. She hears the click of a gun as the blindfold is taken off and she's blinded by a bright light. She recognized the man in front of her immediately. Michelangelo. He was Luka's birth son. Luka's one and only son. She saw Luka standing in the corner, leaning against the wall with a blank face on. Her former comrades were all around her and she twisted her head from left to right to look at them. The room was a dull grey and there were tables lined with vicious-looking tools. Alli gulps, nervous. What were they going to do?

Michelangelo, or Michael, gripped her jaw and forced her to look at him. His hand squeezed her bones, causing her to wince in pain. She saw some of her old comrades smile as if they were enjoying this.

"Tony Stark's daughter, eh? You still may be useful," he laughs darkly, his eyes full of ambition.

"Wh.. What do you mean?" she questions, her voice cracking from not speaking.

"You betrayed us Allison Roster, or shall I say Stark," he says in his Italian accent.

She tries to jerk her head away from him and she does, but receives a sharp stinging slap to the cheek. She spits out a wad of blood into Michael's face and he slaps her again with a growl, wiping the blood off of his face. He looked pretty mad. Maybe it was because she got some saliva into his hair.

"You will work for us but you will kill off all of the Avengers," he tells her firmly.

She shakes her head, making her forming headache worse. She was already sore everywhere and didn't have a clue to what they did to her while she was unconscious. She shivered at the thought.

"You.. Will.. Or I will shoot you," he says. Alli remains silent and shakes her head again.

He pulls out a pistol and shoots her thigh. She screams in pain as fresh blood pours out onto the floor. He asks her again, and she says no. This time, he snaps his fingers and two of her former brothers tilted her chair and one forced her mouth open under the bright light. Michael grabbed a pair of tweezers and slowly gripped one of her molars. He yanked his arm that had the tweezers. A shockwave of pain spread all throughout her body and she screamed even more. He pulls again and it pops out. She could only taste blood now and her vision was blurry.

"Take her to her cell," Michael barks at some of the men.

They untie Alli and one slings her over their shoulder and carries the nearly-lifeless girl out of the torture chamber. He throws her onto the stone floor of her cell and slams the door behind him. Alli crawls to the darkest corner and curls up in a ball, cradling her thigh and mouth. The room was freezing itself and Alli personally thought it was a second Antarctica. She could have swore she saw a skeleton shackled to the wall too.

A couple hours later, the door creaks open and rough hands drag Alli out of the room, kicking and screaming. They shackle her ankle and force her onto her knees, bounding her wrists. This room was a bit wearer but smelled like death and suffering. She began to feel scared.

"I guess we'll try another way," Michael says coolly and she sees him walk by her with a long vicious whip.

He snaps the whip down upon her back and she screams.

"You will kill the Avengers," he says. She gasps out a 'no' in response.

This continues on for hours until Alli's throat felt too raw to even breathe. Her clothes were tattered and torn and she was covered in her own blood. Angry red whip-marks covered all of her back and she felt too numb and weak to fight back. Her mouth had at least stopped bleeding. She felt hands slowly poking her thigh, where the bullet pierced it and she tries to scream in pain. No sound came out. The man or woman gracefully bandages her thigh so she wouldn't bleed out and she felt someone pick her up again. She was thrown into her cage again and she let the darkness wash over her.

She woke up feeling only a smidgen better. She had a minor mutation that made her heal more fast than an average human and she slowly stands up as she feels the bullet pop out of her leg and onto the cold ground. Her back still ached with pain and her mouth groaned in protest but she pushed away the feeling. Slowly, she felt around the dark room and found a bobby pin. She made her way over to the door and searches to see if it was a key lock. Bingo. She pushed the pin around in the lock and heard the familiar click of the door opening a bit. She peeks out the door. The coast was clear.

She saw a vent a few feet away and ripped the metal plate off, crawling inside and replacing it to look like she hadn't escaped. She crawled through the venting system and found a couple of loose pipes and decided to use them as weapons. She saw Michelangelo and a couple of men talking in a room, arguing over a mission. She carefully lands behind all of them and slams the pipe into the thug that was closest to her. They were carrying pistols and AKs, so of course, they fired at her.

She was deflecting bullets left to right. She slammed her pipe into one of the men's collarbones and jabbed another one into a man's open mouth trying to yell orders. She made her way over to Michael who stopped firing. He had that devious smile on his face. He holds his hands up in surrender but then she notices something in his hand. A button. More likely hooked up to C4s that were planted under this very room and building. She ran out of the room and heard him press his finger to the button. She heard explosions behind her and she ran faster. Doors were being blown off their hinges as she ran by and she heard people screaming.

She sees the exit but a large pile of rubble that was on fire falls in front of her and she jumps over it, causing her arms to get a few burns. She flings herself out of the exit, only to be confronted by SHIELD agents aiming their guns at her with helicopters in the air. Lasers were pointed at her head and she heard more cars drive up and Iron Man land not to far away.

"Hold your fire!" she hears Fury yell loudly. Guns were lowered slightly and Alli felt a surge of hope go through her.

"Alli? Oh my god Alli!" she hears Steve say. He sounded supremely worried.

"Alli, are you okay? Please be okay.." she heard Clint run towards her and crouch down next to her.

She was laying face-down on the crispy grass and she lifts her bloodied head slightly to see a blurred outline of Steve, Clint and Tony all gathered around her. She tries to say something but she was too weak. There were trees everywhere and she felt a large glob of rain fall on her. That's when everything goes black and her head falls to the ground. At least SHIELD knew she didn't work for Luka anymore.

"Someone get her to a medic, now!" she heard an angry and frantic Loki say before she passed out fully.

That night, she had a horrific nightmare.

Please review! I have been trying to do as many updates as I can but I'm not feeling too motivated right now so I probably won't write another chapter today.. Shoutout to a couple of guests reviewers, Jesus4ever and Weaver137. Thanks for reviewing you two! :)

-Blade