Running.

Legs pumping, heart thudding, hair flying, and breath coming in short pants. Jack Frost was running for his life.

He had started being unable to tell reality, from these simulations, and it scared him. His orange jumpsuit didn't help, neither did the cuffs placed loosely on his ankles and wrists, just loose and long enough to sprint through this stupid maze. Jack didn't even bother to know what he was running from, but he could feel pure evil radiating off of this being, and the stupid scientists made this environmental maze in a dessert.

Hair plastered from his face, he could swear that the temperature just raised twenty degrees as he swivels his head to the left then right, instinct tells him to move right so he does. That's all he has left right now, instinct, they took his staff when he was drugged on the streets maybe a month ago.

Licking his dry lips, he made a mental note that when the Guardians got here and got him out of this god-forsaken situation, he wold freeze all the scientists, one he didn't know if he wanted to freeze, Dr. Fury or whatever, he was the one who had talked to Jack while the others allowed Jack to be pushed to his edge to be broken so they could make him something. The problem though was Jack wasn't broken, though Fury he didn't look happy about these orders, Jack was not entirely sure what to make of this one-eyed man who obviously believed along with the rest of these adults on this ship.

He made a sharp left, then a right, went diagonal, the fake-sun rose higher in the sky, his breathing became audibly stressed, and he stopped for a mili-second to wipe sweat from his jaw-line, the orange jump-suit thing was like 80 degrees itself, so that didn't help his situation. All he really wanted was to go to the Guardians, and just be held at this point.

Some of the things they did to try and break him, it was terrible. Illusions, injections, whips. It was torture, all because they wanted a weapon. Whoever had even thought of this initiative as Fury had put it when he had talked to Jack and tried to soothe him, must've been a sadistic bitch, and a coward. He had once told Fury, and Fury had smiled and agreed.

Suddenly, the simulation rippled as he entered a clearing and collapsed heavily. It rippled and warped once more, revealing the scientists taking notes and nodding in approval at him. Two heavily armed guards came and collected one of his arms each, he lifted his head, looking directly to the glass observation deck, and saying.

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, oh and I couldn't forget you could I? I hate you to," The guards paid his words to the scientist no attention as they dragged him down white walled, and floored corridors, finally coming back to his glass cubical cell. There was a bed, and a sink.

As soon as they dragged him and left him to collapse on the middle of the floor, he breathed in the crisp, cold air. Backing into the glass wall, he shifted uncomfortably in his prisoner jump-suit. On the back of it, in bold letters were the words, 'SUBJECT ALPHA-1' Jack had really paid no attention to this, more focused on escaping than anything, sweat no longer running down his forehead and plastering silver hair to over-heated skin. His snow-flake eyes opened just a crack, watching his guards at their posts outside his doors.

He didn't know why they bothered though, he wasn't going anywhere any time soon until the Guardians came to save him. It also didn't help that at night when he slept, and the lights were out, he had nightmares.

His dreams portrayed death, and cold suffocating darkness. Jack didn't even have the time after he woke to process that maybe Pitch was back before guards escorted him to another test. Another torture, interrogating, or simulation. He looked up as two unfamiliar scientist rounded the corner. One was a blond, and was rather muscular even under his white lab coat. The other had black hair, and his stance showed he was important, and he knew it.

This all happened just as the red-alarm went off. 'INTRUDERS IN WARDEN-B and moving to WARDEN-C' a shrill feminine voice screamed 'Guardians' Jack knew they were here, his guards readied their guns as the two scientist made their was closer, once they came within two inches of the guards, despite warnings give, the blond lashed out. Throwing two knock-out punched at the same time, Jack backed up against the farthest wall. snowflake eyes widened in surprise as the blond then proceeded to rip off the cubical's door, entering Jack's cell with the other man.

The blond looked up, and Jack was met with a handsome-featured man, with an old-fashionably tidy appearance, and then the black-haired man looked up. Jack knew who this was. Tony Stark, Jamie's 'uncle'. He had seen Tony a lot when he visited Jamie and listened as Jamie retold his adventures with the Guardians.

The blond smiled warmly at Jack and made his way closer, Jack's eyes widened, he couldn't be moved! The Guardians were almost here, struggling backwards, he pressed himself back further as the blond spoke to him.

"Hey kid, is your name Jack? I'm Steve," The blond, Steve, introduced himself then gestured to Tony who was staring at Jack with a wide smile. "That, is Tony, we're here to help you,"

"H-help m-me?" Jack's voice cracked. Steve nodded, shifting so that he was sitting on Jack's left side, close enough to touch him. Jack stiffened and eyes him warily as Tony continued to explain.

"Heya kid, your friends, they Guardians I think are almost here, we caught them on security, they made a wrong turn with the heli-craft, and now we have landed in a field, your friends are out there demanding that SHIELD give you back. We are just here to help, trust us," Jack eyes them warily, scenarios flashing through his head like a movie on fast forward, This might be his only chance to escape.

"What is going on here?" A voice boomed.

A/N: ANOTHER CLIFFFFHHHHHAAAANNNNGGGEEERR R god I'm evil. Sorry for updating late, I had another surgery last night because my throat was bleeding as gross as that is but I'm fine now!

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