AN: I have no idea what I'm doing. Anyway, ONWARD!
Btw, the timing is weird. I know. Just assume they didn't give Angel much anesthetic and she woke up very quickly in Michigan. So in the time it took her to get worked on, thrown in a cell, and backhanded, it took the Avengers that much time to get home, find out what had happened, and track them down. She was out for about an hour after the backhand, and that gave the Avengers an hour head start to get to Washington. Their jet is a lot faster than the little plane that HYDRA was flying in, so they made it before them. At least, that's what I'm going with. Time is an abstract concept that I don't really understand lol.
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"M-O-R-S-E-C-O-D-E." (Adding a new one for this chapter!)
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"This has to be the place. There's no other building for miles." Tony whispered as the Avengers team hid on the outskirts of a thick wood, having had to stop the jet at an airport and complete the trek on foot when the trees got too thick for a car. The others nodded at his assessment.
"Does the tracker say that Angel's here yet?" Before Tony could answer, they all heard the unmistakable sound of a plane nearing the area. They hunkered down and prayed that they couldn't be seen through the thick foliage.
"She's here now." Tony snarked as the very small plane managed to land in a small clearing that the Avengers' jet would never had fit on. They all watched as a male got out, dragging a reluctant, stumbling female.
"Angel." Bucky and Steve whimpered at the same time, the heartbreak in the voices getting to the other members of the team. They needed to get Angel back, if only for Bucky and Steve's sanity.
After a few hours on an extremely cramped plane, we finally arrived at what the leader had called my 'new and last home'. Trees surrounded the area and the clouds above were dark and menacing, just like the building itself. Definitely not subtle. A big, black building in the middle of bum-fuck nowhere.
"Come on now. You have a date with a video camera." Ignoring my confusion, he dragged me out of the plane and across the clearing. As we entered I thought of trying to escape before we entered the maze of hallways, but then I realized that I would just as easily get lost in the thick trees and discarded the idea. I just had to wait for the Avengers and hope they didn't play right into HYDRA's hands. After several twists and turns that had my head spinning, we arrived as a room with an unassuming little black door. With a smirk, the man that had been my constant tormenter since I had woken up in HYDRA's hands opened the door and unceremoniously threw me in. He shut the door with a resounding click as it locked and I found myself in complete darkness. Before my eyes could adjust to the inky blackness, light blinded me as a spotlight aimed directly at me turned on. I raised my hand to cover my eyes, forgetting about my bad side and wincing as the few stitches left were tugged at. My hospital gown had long since been stained a disgusting mixture of brown and red as the blood dried and more replaced it. I noticed a video camera in the corner that was trained on me and a feeling of dread filled me. I watched in numbed horror as the light flickered to life and the camera whirred to show it was working. After staring at the camera for a little while, I heard a distinct hum begin to thrum throughout the entire room and I started shaking, fear spiking through me. What were they planning? A voice suddenly came out of somewhere in the room, some hidden speaker, but I realized very quickly that I was not the target audience and my foreboding grew to new heights.
"Avengers. You think you are so powerful? How powerful are you that we so easily took one of your own? Let's see how powerful you feel when we electrocute your little friend to death. Slowly. Painfully. And you will only be able to watch her suffer." With that the humming grew louder and electricity arced through the room and shot through me. I instantly dropped to the floor in agony. I screamed silently, jerking and shaking as the voltage speared through me. I willed it to stop and mentally cried out for help, from the Avengers, from my parents, from my soulmates. If only I had told them… before I had to die here…
"We just got a live video feed from HYDRA. Should I open it?" Tony asked quietly, interrupting the other Avengers who had been planning their attack.
"Yes. Tell us what they're up to." Sam replied, glancing at his friends around him. They all nodded in agreement, though they were all worried as to what the video would hold.
"Alrighty then. J, play the video." While no one but Tony could see the video, his heavy cursing and clenching of fists were enough of an indication that something was terribly wrong.
"Tony?" Bruce asked worriedly.
"We need to get in there. Now."
"Why? What's going on?" Bucky asked, panicked. The millions of ways HYDRA had tortured him over the years flashed through his head and he grimaced at the thought of Angel having to endure even one of them. She was too sweet, too pure to have to go through the horror that he had been through.
"They're electrocut –" Was all Tony managed to spit out before the two soldiers bolted towards the building abandoning the half-made plan in favor of just getting their Angel back before she was killed. The only thoughts in their minds were 'find, save, protect Angel'. "Well, so much for the man-with-a-plan." Tony sighed as he soared up in his suit, firing a blast at the doors to give the soldiers instant access to the building.
"HULK SMASH!" Was heard and Tony winced as his soulmate completed his transformation.
"No no no no no, big guy. Not yet." Tony flew in front of the Hulk's face, trying to distract him. He should have known that Bruce wouldn't have been able to hold in his anger at the news with how close he was the Angel.
"MATE MOVE. HULK SMASH." The Hulk grunted out as his mate hovered in front of him. He didn't want to swat him away, for fear of hurting his smaller mate, but he liked the tiny angel girl. His puny self liked the tiny angel girl too. He wanted to help her!
"Hulk can smash in a little bit. First, Cap and Buckaroo have to get Angel out of there." The Hulk looked at Tony, slightly confused.
"STAR MAN AND METAL ARM FIND TINY ANGEL GIRL?" Tony had to smile at the worry he heard in the Hulk's voice; and Bruce thought he was just a mindless beast.
"Yes, star man and metal arm will find Angel and then you can smash to your hearts content, big guy." The Hulk gave his mate a vicious grin at that, anticipation running through his green veins.
Meanwhile, Steve and Bucky had barged their way into the facility, guns and shield blazing. HYDRA goons dropped left and right under their furious attack. Sam and Thor backed them up while Clint and Natasha made a beeline towards the control room, hoping to direct the soldiers to where Angel was from there.
"Okay, go left, left, right, straight, left, straight, right, and then left and she should be in the room on your right." Natasha directed through their coms. Clint was too horrified at witnessing Angel being electrocuted in one of the security videos that he couldn't add anything. Natasha herself had to swallow down bile at seeing her daughter tortured in this way. There would be hell to pay as soon as Angel was safe. What worried her the most was that Angel's spasms were beginning to grow so harsh that they ran together, indicating that whoever was in control of the electricity in the room was upping the voltage.
"Got it." Steve and Bucky followed the directions without hesitation, intent on finding Angel, with Sam and Thor following close behind. The two soldiers barely even noticed the men they were killing, they had simply become obstacles in the way of finding their soulmate. They ran on autopilot, not pausing once. When they finally reached the room Angel was being tortured in, Bucky used his metal arm to simply rip it off its hinges. Before them lay their Angel, writhing in pain as electricity continued to course through her body.
"Friend, I can go through without being harmed. Perhaps –" Before Thor could finish his sentence, Steve had already thrown himself into the room, the electricity that was incapacitating Angel merely stalling him. He dragged himself through the pain and carefully lifted Angel's shuddering body into his arms before making his way back out into the hallway.
"Or you can do it that way." Sam muttered as Steve nearly collapsed against the wall, yet being careful not to jostle his precious cargo.
"I had to get her out of there." Steve panted, looking down as the still slightly twitching Angel.
"How is she?" Bucky asked quietly, concern marring his features as he crouched down next to his soulmates. How easily he had taken to thinking of Angel as his mate.
"I don't know. She's stopped jerking at least, but that was a lot of electricity for one person to take. It even threw me for a loop at first."
"Damn." Bucky knew that it took a lot to knock one of them down, and the fact that it had affected Steve meant that there had been a lot of electricity flowing in that room and into Angel.
As if knowing that they were talking about her, Angel's eyes fluttered open.
Was I dead? No, I was in pain. You wouldn't feel pain if you were dead. Would you? Maybe I was in Hell. But why? What had I done? My skin felt too hot and tight over me and I wanted to scream out as I felt my body twitch; my nerves felt like they were on fire. No, I was definitely alive. And there were people, I could hear people. I strained my ears to try to pick up what was being said but it sounded far away and hazy. I only managed to catch the last part.
"– threw me for a loop at first." Steve. That was Steve's voice. He had come to rescue me! But if Steve was here… oh, please no. Please let this have been a covert mission with just Steve, Natasha, and Clint. What if Bruce and Bucky were here?!
"Damn." Oh no. Bucky. If he was here then I was sure everyone was here, including Bruce. Ignoring the protests of my body that pled for me to just slip back into oblivion, I slowly managed to force my eyes open. My hazel ones immediately locked with gray and blue as my super soldiers looked down at me in relief. "Thank God you're okay, doll. We were so worried." Bucky whispered, brushing back some of the hair that was plastered to my face from sweat. I tried to move my arms to raise my hands but my limbs weren't cooperating the way I wanted them to. My hand simply twitched and I frowned.
"Take it easy, sweetheart. We're going to get you out of here and to medical. Don't try to move." I tried to shake my head, conveying that what I had to say couldn't wait but couldn't hold in a silent moan as I did. "Sweetheart, you need to stop." I took a deep breath and tried to think through the pain.
"Guys, I think she's trying to tell us something." Sam piped up, watching intently as I tried to move my hands again. I nodded my head, swallowing back another gasp of pain at the simple movement.
"Well, none of us understand sign language and I'm fresh out of paper. We will just need to wait until we get to someone who can understand her." Bucky growled. "Right now I just want her out of this building and safe at home." I used all of my effort to move my arm enough that I could grab Bucky's hand. He looked down at me in surprise as I gave him a small frown of disapproval. "Well, we can't understand you, doll. How are you going to communicate with us? Is this really that important? You need medical attention!" I looked at the hand I held thoughtfully and an idea formed. I had grabbed his metal hand, my nails clinking when they had hit against the cool steel. I began tapping rapidly at it and then waited, praying they understood.
"Is that Morse code?" Steve questioned, looking down at me with a new respect. I nodded, relieved. "Okay, Buck and I know Morse. Go ahead."
"H-Y-D-R-A-W-A-N-T-S-S-O-L-D-I-E-R." Bucky snorted at what I messaged them, causing Thor and Sam to look at him strangely, neither of them knowing Morse code.
"That's old news, doll. They've wanted me back for a while. They won't ever get me back, and even if they did I'd have Stevie and you to bring me back." I paused as he added me into the equation, but my brain was too tired and fried to try to think any harder than I already was.
"H-A-V-E-S-E-R-U-M-M-A-K-E-H-U-L-K-C-R-A-Z-Y." Steve and Bucky looked at each other in alarm.
"We have to warn Stark to get Banner out of here before –" Steve was cut off when an angry roar echoed down the halls.
I had been too late.
The Hulk had been unleashed upon his teammates, and from the sound of his thundering footsteps, he was headed right for us.
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AN: I'm not good with fighting scenes…sorry. I know this is crap and I'm sorry for it. I tried to rewrite it several times. Hopefully the next few parts will be better than this….. .
I added in Morse code for this section because how else was Angel going to warn them? I figure Natasha and Clint taught her that way to communicate as well, since they're spies and everything. I might use it a little more in the next chapter, but I'm not sure. I definitely won't be using it often, if even again. It was just a good time to use it in this particular situation.
IN OTHER NEWS, I FINALLY got another idea for a fanfiction. In the light of Infinity War, I have curled up in my hole of denial and my mind has jumped back to the first Avengers. Basically, it'd be a Loki/OC story with redeemable!Loki. Would anyone be willing to read something that would take us back to the good 'ole days? If so, please tell me! More support means a greater chance of me actually writing and finishing it!