Working for Hydra felt like being a doll. They'd dress you up and brush your hair and tell you that you were doing great, "you're so beautiful!"
They would create stories, forcing you to act them out, putting their dirty little hands on your hands and feet making them move.
They'd speak and pretend to the whole world that the words had come from your mouth, not theirs.
New characters would come in to fit their story. They didn't last long.
Only Hydra's favourite dolls would continue, which at the time seemed like a blessing but was now revealed as a disguised curse.
I was their favourite doll.
At the end of the day, if I was lucky enough to get a glimpse of the truth, there was only one thing I knew.
I was made of plastic.
I was born of the same lies that came out of their mouth. Brought up to believe that their twisted concept of justice was right.
I was shaped into a murderer the way clay was shaped into a vase.
And I hated it.
The effort it took me, to swim to the surface with a brick tied to my ankle was exhausting but, now I could see the light.
It was beautiful and I would show it to all who were willing to open their eyes and look. So naturally, Summer was the only one.
This all explained why Summer and I were dashing across the base, looking for the SHIELD infiltrators. Luckily, it didn't take long.
There were two of them, adorned with many weapons.
The girl, had red tendrils of hair surrounding her face. Her green eyes narrowed at us and her hands immediately flew to her hips, no doubt where her weapons were stored.
The other one carried what appeared to be a bow and arrow, though more complicated in terms of engineering. There were gears and strings and I wanted so bad to take it apart and study it.
No time for that now.
"What ever happens", said Summer in German, "just don't tell them anything". We both knew that one, if not both, of the SHIELD agents spoke German but we needed to get their attention.
Both of them sprung at us and we let them capture us while pretending to put up a fight. They led us out of the base while rapidly speaking into their earpieces. Our hands were handcuffed behind our backs.
The people at Hydra could speak every language known to man and a few unknown languages too. Wanting to communicate with privacy, Summer and I had created our own language which we could understand.
"Get ready" Summer whispered in our secret tongue and the ginger gave us a frown.
The two agents continued to march us to what appeared to their extraction point. Impatiently waiting, they had lowered their guard. Summer gave me a sideways look, the expression he always had when he was up to something.
In three seconds, we twisted out of the agents' grasp and tore down the streets of Phoenix, Arizona. Summer, being stronger than me ripped the metal handcuffs apart with ease. He than ran in a different direction, to make it harder for the agents. We would find each other somehow.
I swung my hands from behind back, below my legs and two my front. Pulling a knife that I had palmed from the SHIELD archer out of my waistband, I manoeuvred it is against the chain restricting my hands. Crouching down in an alleyway between two apartment buildings, I stomped down on the knife breaking the chain on the process.
I got skills.
Unfortunately, all this allowed one of the SHIELD agents to catch up to me. I bolted through the thin alley and ran up the fire escape on one of the buildings, noticing the agent following me.
He had almost caught up to me but I noticed a pipe attached to the building. Springing from the fire escape, I grabbed the pipe and slid down it, fireman style. The pipe wouldn't be able to support his weight. I ran as fast as I could ignoring the pain beginning to grown in my right arm. No matter, I would just use my left arm.
Go ambidexterity.
Unfortunately, it seems as though both agents had gained up on me instead of splitting up, for just as I turned the corner, the red head pulled out a taser and jabbed it into my neck. I had quite a bit of resistance to electricity thanks to Hydra but she must of set it to the highest setting. I felt the current overload my system and I immediately collapsed. The other agent had joined is, breathing heavily. He slung me over his shoulder, and casually walked down the street, attracting no second glances.
The ginger didn't need to track down Summer because in less than a minute he had joined us.
"What the bloody hell are you doing here?" I hissed at him, trying to keep the pain out of my voice.
"Together forever?" he said, while giving me the sideways "Summer look".
"That is the cheesiest rubbish I have ever heard" I said. I heard the distinct click of handcuffs and turned my head to see that the ginger had put three sets of handcuffs in him. I snickered.
"I'm just surprised they had so many pairs" Summer shrugged.
"Murphy's law" grinned one of the SHIELD agents, he had sandy hair and a playful smile on his face despite the fact the he had captured two top notch criminals.
Murphy's law indeed.