*Please note that Elliot Dawes is an OC of mine and that this happens after Avengers Assembled and before Captain America 2, carrying on into that timeline. Also the following may be sensitive to some people and may cause triggers. It's torture, violence and cruelty.*
When I woke up after sleeping, I was hit by the stench of the room. The pile of icky stuff was still there, my clothes were smelling heavily of piss by now, and I was filthy. There was an odd tingling in my legs. I tried again to move them but nothing happened. I hoped the tingling was a good sign. I won't know until either I regain feeling or the tingling goes away. As always, I guess time will tell. Someone shoved a tray through the letterbox for breakfast. I groaned and dragged myself over to the door. I propped myself up against the wall. I couldn't eat too quickly- it just hurt my nose. The throbbing pain emitting from my nose was so constant I barely registered it sometimes. I ate the sludgy stuff, the rotten fruit and drank the warm apple juice. Once I was finished, the door open and a guard came and dragged me out. Like he just grabbed the scruff of my shirt collar and dragged me along behind him. I was glad I had little feeling in my lower half or it would have hurt. I was also glad I didn't have hair for him to drag me by. I got stripped naked and flung into a shower cubicle.
Men gathered around to point and laugh at me. One of them appeared with a hose and a I was blasted with icy water. I gasped and choked on it and they laughed harder. Once the icy blast of water had stopped and I could see again. I noticed the Red Skull was standing behind the man with the hose, watching me closely.
"You know, you get better treatment than the Jews get," the Red Skull commented.
"I know, I did go to high school for a bit," I muttered.
I got backhanded for that comment. My cheek stinging, my nose gushing again and my pride hurt (I can't believe I have any pride after all of this), I was dragged, naked and dripping through to the torture chamber. I am so going to invented a tracker that is triggered by pain or something and I'm gonna track myself, I decided. If I ever get out of here. I like how I was still thinking about getting rescued. I hoped Cap was safe someplace far away. Today I got suspended from the ceiling. I was handcuffed to a bar that ran parallel to the ceiling of the torture chamber. A guard laid out a table and someone dressed like a morbid butcher laid out a set of very sharp, glistening knives. He stood behind the table, sharpening his knives and giving me a wicked grin. The Red Skull appeared. He strolled casually towards me, his hands clasped behind his back. He looked so laid back and at ease with his task ahead. Sick bastard.
"Tell me, Miss Dawes, do you bleed?" he asked, inspecting the knives.
"You seen the blood gush out of my nose, right?" I replied, as if he was an idea.
He grabbed the nearest knife and whirled round. The knife sliced into my leg. Blood squirted from it as I cried out in pain.
"You ought to respect your elders," the Red Skull commented.
"And you ought to be dead," I snarled, grunting with pain.
He sliced up my side this time. He had fun with various knives, slicing and cutting me. This time, he didn't ask any questions. He just cut me from my elbows down. He cut me so finely, I would bleed but not too much. It was horrible. The pain was a sharp sting and it was all over. Every inch of me ached.
"dip her in the vinegar!" he roared.
I was lowered from the ceiling and dragged to a metal tub. It was filled with a clear liquid. The vinegar was a strong stench. It made my eyes water. I began to squirm and protest.
"NO! NO!" I yelled. "Please no!"
I got tossed unceremoniously into the tub. I went completely under. I managed to squeeze my eyes shut before I struck the surface. My entire body felt like it exploded in pain. It's like when your using acid or nail polish remover and find a small paper cut on your hand. Only a hundred times worse. My body felt like it was on fire. I went to push myself to the surface but hands forced me to stay under. Just as the world began to grow back. I was yanked out of the tub and dumped onto the ground. I coughed, bringing up blood and vinegar. I rolled onto my side and lay bent over, shivering violently.
"I could do this forever," the Red Skull declared. "Can you?"