p style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px; background-color: #fffffa;"Natasha was kind enough to show you how to use the shower, since you can't recall when you last used one. After your tutoring session, Natasha leaves you to clean up your /br /There's a certain feeling in the back of your mind however. Like you've seen something similar to this shower before. Something that was, and yet at the same time, wasn't a /You shrug it off, thinking it's probably /br /Stepping inside the shower, you turn on the water and are surprised at how cold it is at first. The water gradually warms up though and you grab the bar of soap. You attempt to wash your body with the soap but it keeps slipping out of your grasp. After several struggling moments, you manage to keep a firm hold on the bar and can finally cleanse /After washing the bar clean of all the dirt and filth that once covered you, you place it back to it's rightful /br /It takes much longer to wash your hair, given that it's filled with twigs, leaves and in huge knots and /After much yanking and pulling of the hairbrush, your hair is finally free of it's filthy prison and cascades down your /br /You're finally clean, but remain in the shower for a few more minutes. br /The droplets gently thrumming against your back; feeling as if your troubles are all just being washed away; the warmth of the waters. You don't want it to /br /But alas, it is not to be. The water suddenly turns icy cold. With a yelp of surprise, you jump out of the shower and turn off the water. Shivering, you quickly grab a towel and wrap it around yourself, trying to regain as much warmth as /You hear a chuckle outside your door and your eyes narrow; someone had tampered with the water temperature, and you have a sneaking suspicion that it was /With a huff of annoyance, you grab the change of clothing Natasha left you with; a white tank top, red sneakers, gray sweatpants and, of course, a white bra and pink /You step over the discarded pile of clothing the Avengers put you in from before while you were unconscious, and start changing into your new clothing. It seems as if they have plenty of clothing to /br /Once you finish dressing, you walk out of the bathroom and look around with narrowed eyes, trying to find the culprit who messed around with the water temperature. However, the one who laughed has disappeared. Shaking your head, you walk back to the room where the six heroes and mischievous god are waiting for you. br /br /All of them look at you in slight surprise. After your shower, you look brand new. You now look decent and clean, no longer filthy and /br /"Well, you've cleaned up nicely," Tony /br /"No problems with the shower, I hope," Clint says to /br /"Everything was fine." You don't mention the event in the shower with the sudden cold /br /"Good. Well, Steve will show you to your cell," Natasha says, gesturing to Steve, who approaches /br /"This way, ma'am," he says, and leads you into the elevator. The doors close behind you and Steve presses the button for the next floor down, beginning your /br /You can't help but think to yourself that you feel like you've been in a similar contraption once before. But where? And when? br /br /strongspan style="text-decoration: underline;"Steve's P.O.V./span:/strongbr /br /I silently watch (y/n) out of the corner of my eyes, /br /She has pyrokinesis; and yet when she was cornered by the Chitauri at the cliff, she didn't use her /Why?br /According to Thor, she has electrokinesis and hydrokinesis as /br /She doesn't want to be here, that much is clear, so why hasn't she used her powers against us? Maybe she doesn't have control over /Are they triggered by strong emotions? Like Bruce turning into the Hulk when he's /But if that's the case with (y/n), then what emotion would cause her powers to reveal themselves?br /Anger? No; she didn't look angry when she was being cornered by the Chitauri, just /Fear? It can't be that either; if it was, than her powers would have been revealed /br /I think I'll call a meeting and talk to the team about this later, after I put (y/n) in Loki's old /To be honest, I don't feel that great about putting (y/n) in the cell. It's not comfortable; Loki knows that better than /br /But if she does have powers but can't control them, then hopefully this cell will prevent any sort of escape. She doesn't have a hammer like Thor's, so she can't break the glass. Better safe than /br /Still, while she's here, she should be comfortable. She hasn't attacked us or /br /emYet/em, a voice in the back of my mind says, but I ignore it. We should at least give the girl a /br /Well, while she's stuck here, I might as well talk to Tony about arranging a room for her; one that will keep her from escaping, yet keep her comfortable. Like Loki's old cell in Asgard. Thor told us all about his old cell, how Frigga tried to make him as comfortable as /We should try to do the same with (y/n). Show her that we don't intend to harm her. Perhaps an act of kindness will help us to gain her trust. br /And if we can earn her trust, then maybe she'll tell us about her past, who she is, where she's from, and about her /br /It's worth a /I'll discuss this with the team as we' /br /I suddenly feel someone tapping my shoulder and I look at (y/n).br /"Um, we stopped moving. The doors are open," she says, gesturing to the elevator /br /I look to the doors and sure enough, they're open. I must've been so lost in my thoughts that I didn't /br /"Oh, thanks," I say and lead her outside of the elevator, smiling to myself /br /It looks like (y/n) and I both have something in common. We don't exactly understand today's technology. br /I'm getting better at it, of course, but it still tends to overwhelm me. So much has changed in the course of over 70 years. And being stuck in a block of ice hasn't exactly helped /br /There is one difference that sets this similarity I have with (y/n) apart /br /She knows nothing about technology, unlike me. Although, if she does, she certainly doesn't let /I know about elevators. We've had them before I was frozen, but it seems as if (y/n) knows nothing about /br /It certainly raises a few /Just how old is (y/n)? Is it possible that with these powers of hers that she is not of this world? And if not, how long has she been here on Earth?br /Something else to mention to the team. Any details about (y/n) should prove to be /br /I glance over my shoulder at the woman following behind me. She's doing a good job of hiding it, but I can tell that she's scared and /Fear isn't a very pleasant emotion to experience. I've felt it as /Whenever I went out onto the battlefield, I was scared. I still get scared when going out into battle, for my life as well as the lives of my /Being brave means facing your fears, not charging into battle blindly. No man has not gone into battle without some sense of fear. Only a fool goes into battle without /br /I look back up to see Loki's cell approaching, and lead (y/n) into the /br /strongspan style="text-decoration: underline;"Reader's P.O.V./span:/strongbr /br /You watch Steve walk over to the control pad and press a button, opening the door to the cell. You've seen something like that control pad somewhere before, but you can't remember /Why can't I remember my past?!, you curse in your /br /"Ma'am?"br /br /You look over to see the captain watching /br /He nods towards the cell. "If you could step inside, please."br /br /Reluctantly, you walk inside the cell and turn as Steve presses another button, closing the cell /br /"We have security cameras watching you so just call out if you need anything".br /br /You smile to yourself ever so slightly. You're beginning to like this man. He's quite kind, unlike a certain god of /br /You sit down on the small bench with a sigh, and begin to think./p
p style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px; background-color: #fffffa;"emHow am I going to get out of this?/em/p