2. 'солдат'

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A few days had passed since my father, Bucky and Peter left. I hadn't heard anything from Steve since he left the pavilion that night. I was starting to become worried. It was weird without the boys here; I didn't feel complete. Something was wrong, everything was wrong.

One of them gone risking his life while I just sit here at home helpless and feeling sorry for myself. The other trying to selflessly risk everything so he can help the people, me I'm staying here drowning myself in my own misery that everyone I know is gone. Tears threaten to spill, but I keep them in.

I woke up it was around 11pm to someone pounding on my door. I thought it was weird someone was here at this time, but it sounded urgent, everything happened so fast in that moment. Before I knew what was happening a man in a uniform, I couldn't identify knocked me out cold.

*time skip*

My head hurt, my body ached, and my stomach growled from not eating. Truth be told, Id lost my appetite. From worrying about my friends. I looked around the small cell that I was being kept in. it was nothing more than a metal framed bed and a small toilet in the corner. Outside of the call was a long hallway leading somewhere unknown to me in this moment. Guards were stood, with stern faces as though they hadn't laughed in years, guarding this prison like room, although there didn't seem to be anyone but me in a cell.

Someone I recognised walked down to my cell, "Father?" I gasped in disbelief.

I looked up at him seeing someone Id never seen before taking his body. This was no longer my father this was an evil being. Someone I wouldn't want to be related nor tell anyone I was related to. An anger seeped into my eyes and skin; I hadn't felt something like this in my life. All the bottled-up rage suddenly came in a big ball smashing me into consciousness, realising that I was here for a reason. Although really, where am I.

"Where am I?" I growled. Looking my so-called father in the eyes, not breaking the contact.

"It doesn't matter where we are, Hun. You are coming with me, now! Ill show you why your here." he said with a shit-eating grin present on his face.

"Don't call me that, you don't deserve me. You're not who I thought you were."

"I said come with me, or I will make you."

I sat still on the bed waiting for however he was going to make you go where he wanted to go. One of his guards unlocked the cell door and quickly grabbed one of my arms and pulled me up. Dragging me along to where they wanted, inside was something... a machine. Then I realised they are taking me towards the machine. I start to try and shake out of their grasp and get free, but it doesn't work.

I was almost thrown onto the machine, the man quickly clipped me in. Making sure it was tight so I couldn't move enough to get free. I looked at your father once again, this time there was no smirk painted on his face, in fact there was no emotion. He looked at me blankly.

They put a mouth guard in my mouth, I bit into it. Pretending it was your father, or any one of these guards. Needles were pricked into my tired skin, I winced slightly. A man started to count down.

"10"

"9"

"8"

"7"

"6"

"5"

"4"

"3"

"2"

"NOW!"

Liquid entered my body, power started to electrify my veins. It was so painful, I began to scream, tears streamed down my face. My whole body was torture, I didn't know if I could handle it, I wasn't strong enough. Still the man kept cranking up the power, changes happened. I felt it but didn't know what it was changing. It was all too much, the pain, the emotional, mental, and physical exhaustion kicked in and soon I was blacked out once again.

'Where am I? Who am I?' Questions bubbled in my brain, as I tried to stand, but felt an excruciating pain prick through my meaty leg. I looked down at my once petite body, that was now toned and larger. Every curve that I didn't have was now there. Every imperfection that I would have spent hours obsessing over in the mirror was now gone. Every flaw I could have found about myself was now gone never to be seen again. The only problem was I couldnt recognise myself, this person I was staring at.

(you are beautiful, you are a baddie, you are the moment 😚😉)

Footsteps echoed the silent hallway, a brief accent something different to mine.

"Soldier, I'm glad your awake. You've been asleep for days now, we have a need for you." the strange man states.

I try to speak but it comes out at a huff, my throat felt sore. I wished I hadn't tried to use it, now feeling the pain ache all over my aching body.

Although I shouldn't be feeling tired as the person said that I had been sleeping for days. I've never slept for that long in my life, I've felt very tired and slept for a while. Maybe not even a full day, but never this long. It makes me nervous as to what happened, I can't remember much from the last few hours I just remember waking up and this man talking to me.

These guards walked towards me and dragged me across the hard, concrete floor. After they carried me to this machine, then I woke up in a cell.

(this cycle pretty much continued for a few years)

You'd started to remember what happened, in that room, with those people, every scream. You started to wish you had forgotten. One of the guards let it slip that they had been brain washing you, it wouldn't be long until youd be brain washed again.

Another scream, but this time not from me, a man who started screaming at someone called 'Y/n.' Was brought in with no arm and looking damaged, before he was taken into the hands of the guards. I watched as he was being dragged across the floor just like I had been many times. I didn't want to know what was going to happen when they sent me on a mission, I heard my father talk about it with one of the other scientists.

I had been asleep, a man comes up to me speaking in Russian, I never knew I spoke.

"Вставай, солдат."

"Да, сэр."

"Иди за мной."

I followed him through to where other men stood. They all stared at me not saying anything.

Then one says, "We've got a mission for you soldier."

All from google translate lol. sorry if its wrong.

Вставай, солдат- Get up, soldier.

Да, сэр- Yes, sir.

Иди за мной- Follow me.

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try eat, drink and talk to some people

-erin

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