Nothing Will Ever Bring Us Back Together
Chapter Nineteen- More Torture
ENEMY BASE SOMEPLACE OVER THE ATLANTIC OCEAN- BANNER ROOM
"Welcome, Elizabeth and Lilly, to your own personal torture." A voice, full of malice said.
"Lils, just keep still until we work out what's happening." They both froze and spotted a massive, green hand advancing toward them. Lilly dodged it just in time. That triggered a load more. Lilly and Betty kept dodging and dodging for about five minutes, sometimes getting clipped by the edge of a hand, other times getting completely hit but mainly dodging them. After five minutes, it stopped and Betty ran over to Lilly, who was crying.
"Lilly, Lilly! What's wrong, darling?" She asked.
"It's just, d-dad and L-Lewis have g-green hands when t-they are the other g-guy." She checked. Betty hadn't made that connection. They had done it on purpose, it was designed to unhinge them.
"Lils, it's not them. Calm down and get ready, I think it might start again soon." The prickles on the back of her neck seemed to spike, as if someone was getting closer.
"Mum just in case, you know, we d-die. I love you." A fifteen year old girl shouldn't have to say that. No one under at least thirty should have to think about dying, Betty thought.
"I love you too. But we can't think like that, ok? You are going to live, just like I am." Lilly continued crying and around five minutes after it stopped, the punching started again. It carried on like this, Lilly and Betty got more and more tired which ended in the hand getting more and more hits. Lilly went out with a blow to the head so Betty proped her up in a corner and used her remaining energy to shield her.
ENEMY BASE SOMEPLACE OVER THE ATLANTIC OCEAN- BARTON ROOM
"Welcome, Natalia and Yekaterina, to your own personal torture." A voice, full of malice said.
"Mum what is happening?" Katya asked.
"I'm sorry, Kat, I don't know, but I will protect you no matter what." An arrow then sliced the edge of Natasha's leg. Blood poured out as Natasha put her hand to it. a second arrow they both dodged. That brought on half a dozen arrows. Natasha realized where they we're coming from and said,
"Kat, come here." Katya went to Natasha who turned her around and put her arms round her. It is difficult to describe but Natasha became a shield. The arrows sliced her arms and legs but none hit Katya. After half an hour, Lee and the guy who was not Lee came back and the arrows stopped. Lee's jaw dropped. He knew the redhead wanted to protect her daughter, he didn't know that it was this bad. Natasha had passed out over Katya and as Katya got up she fell to the floor.
"I don't c-care what y-you do, just don't h-hurt her." She said holding her fists up weakly to the two and then turning to sob over Natasha who was lying in a small pool of blood.
"You two are coming with us." The guy who was not Lee said. He slung Natasha over his shoulder and Lee picked up Katya.
"It's going to be all right," He whispered, "You are going to be ok." He didn't mention Natasha. They were led to a completely white room. The floor and walls were made of spongy material. It was very bright and Natasha was gently set down in the centre of the room.
"Have fun." The guy who was not Lee said.
'I'm sorry' The guy who was Lee mouthed. Katya looked back at Natasha. She knew why the floor was spongy now. Natasha's blood was spreading. Katya tore off both of their shirts and pressed them against the wounds. It half worked. She heard Natasha's breathing hitch and screamed.
ENEMY BASE SOMEPLACE OVER THE ATLANTIC OCEAN- ROGERS ROOM
"Welcome, Margret III and Alice, to your own personal torture." A voice, full of malice said.
"Alice, stay calm, baby. I'll protect you." Peggy said and Alice looked at her, as if to question if she was really going to be safe.
"Just don't die and I'll be ok." Alice sniffed, hoping that she sounded braver than she felt.
"I'll try not to." That really filled Alice with hope.
"What's going to happen? She was really worried. Suddenly the room was filled with mist. She shivered.
"Come here, baby." Peggy whispered. It was getting really cold. They pulled each other in to a hug. Suddenly, Peggy let go. "Ice." She whispered, appearing to realise something.
"Wait, what?" Alice was more than confused.
"Ice. Steve. Grandma. World War II. Hydra. Tesseract. Plane. Crash. Ocean. Ice." More and more confused.
"Mum, what do you mean?" Peggy then just snapped out of it.
"You've heard about Captain America, right?" Alice nodded then shivered. It appeared to be getting even colder, if that . "How he was stuck in the ice for seventy years?"
"During World War II." Alice only knew because her best friend was obsessed with him.
"He was going out with my grandma when he put it in the ice. Then, seventy years later, he started going out with me." The realisation hit Alice. She was related to Captain freakin' America!
"Dad's Captain America, isn't he?" Peggy nodded. "Why don't you tell me these things?" Peggy didn't have an answer. Suddenly, the cold got worse. Alice shook and went to sit next to her mother. "Y-you should h-have t-told me." Great, now her teeth were chattering.
"I'm sorry." Peggy whispered and closed her eyes. Alice prepared herself for a slow, cold death.
ENEMY BASESOMEPLACE OVER THE ATLANTIC OCEAN- STARK ROOM
"Welcome, Virginia and Ella, to your own personal torture." A voice, full of malice said.
"What's happening, mum?" Ella asked, really, really worried.
"I don't know." Pepper replied. She pulled Ella in to a hug and they sat down in a corner together. Suddenly a voice came on the speakers which appeared to be in the ceiling.
"I hate you Pepper. Why are you even here?" Pepper screamed very loudly. Ella didn't know what had caused it, or how to stop her mum from screaming. The voice then turned on her. "Ella... I hate you, too. Why were you even born? You were and are just a pain-" Pepper screamed once again. Then Ella realized who the voice belonged to. The next time, she listened to the voice very carefully and heard that it was disjointed, the tone changing with each word, that they were clips put together, designed to unhinge them.
"MUM SHUT UP!" Ella shouted and surprisingly, Pepper stopped screaming. "Don't scream, it'll just make it worse. It's put together, listen."
"Pepper!" He exclaimed with happiness, "I WANT TO KILL YOU!" There he was shouting at someone.
"He would never do something like that, mum. Just block it out. Dad, Joe, Ethan, Clint, Lewis, Bruce, Steve... Thor, Blaze. They'll all come and save us, just like you said." Pepper buried her head in to Ella's chest and sobbed. Ella put her hands over Pepper's ears, knowing that she needed it a lot more than herself. Ella was fine, her young ears picking up every cut and paste. Pepper felt terrible, she should be comforting her daughter, not the other way around. Her husband had just told her that he hated her, and even if it was an edited recording, it was not something that was going to come out of her head very easily.
ENEMY BASE SOMEPLACE OVER THE ATLANTIC OCEAN- ODINSON ROOM
"Welcome, Jane, to your own personal torture." A voice, full of malice said. Jane wasn't too scared, just wondered exactly why she was chained to a wall.
"God help me." She whispered and she meant it literally. She hadn't said it in so many years, every time she had Thor had made an stupid comment like 'At your service, Lady Jane' But now, she wanted him to be there, to save her, to hold her, just anywhere away from that room. Suddenly a light flashed in front of her. It crackles and sparked before disappearing and reappearing somewhere else. She realised that her damage would be psychological.
Jane wanted to curl up into a ball, shield herself from the lightening. That's what the shackles were for. Every strike physically pained her, some made her cry out, for Thor, for Blaze. And although she called for him she wanted Blaze to stay as far away from the prison as possible, it wouldn't do either of them any good. Thor, however, would see that she was in pain and get her out of there, then, once they were far, far away, break down and cry. Not many people had seen a Norse God cry, and believe me, it's not something you want to experience. Jane had no idea how she thought all that before blacking out, but she did. Time didn't seem to matter in that room, it could have been five minutes or fifty five. She did black out though, hanging from the wall in iron shackles.