Stucky's daughter

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As the sun rose, I found myself back in the clutches of Hydra, facing Arnim and his sinister accomplices. My resolve was waning, and I questioned their intentions.

"What do you want?" I mustered, my voice wavering.

Arnim's sinister smirk spoke volumes of his malevolence. "Nothing, Black Bellator," he replied with a cold tone.

His partner from Hydra chimed in, a cruel glint in his eyes. "Oh, come on, tell her... No, I have a better plan – it's a surprise," he taunted, relishing the power he had over me.

Feeling the injection's sting, I lashed out in defiance, but the pain from their retaliation left me screaming in agony. They held no mercy as they brainwashed me again, leaving me broken and detached from reality.

"My name is Y/n!" I protested, clinging to the last remnants of my true self.

As I was sent on a deadly mission to eliminate the Avengers, the compound awaited my arrival, ignorant of the danger approaching. The Avengers suited up, ready to face the threat, but they were not prepared for the heart-wrenching reunion that awaited them.

Upon bursting into the room, my identity as "black Bellator" came to light, and my former friends tried to reach out to me, but I was lost in my brainwashed state. My attacks were relentless, and I showed no remorse for the pain I inflicted upon them.

In a moment of desperation, they managed to subdue me, and I woke up in the compound, surrounded by familiar faces – Steve, Tony, Bucky, and the rest. They tried to bring back my memories, but I was resistant, consumed by the Hydra's control.

Once more, I managed to escape and returned to Hydra, only to endure more punishment for my failed mission. This time, the abuse was even more severe, but it inadvertently triggered my memories to resurface. Still, I concealed my regained identity.

Back in the compound, the Avengers were determined to rescue me. They devised a plan, and amidst the chaos of their assault on Hydra, they managed to find me.

But I was a shattered soul, weakened and fearful. As they tried to coax me out of hiding, my desperation and confusion grew, and I ran past them, terrified of their presence.

Bucky's pleas were drowned in my panic, and I hid until he finally discovered me. I was so weak, my body failing me as I tried to flee. The blood from my wounds was a stark reminder of the pain I had endured.

The Avengers surrounded me, each one calling out to me with heartache and concern. Their voices tugged at my heartstrings, but I was paralyzed by fear.

"Doll, please," Bucky pleaded, his voice filled with sorrow.

I shivered, unable to stand as they urged me to stay. My heart cried for them to save me, yet my mind was trapped in a fog of terror.

Finally, in a burst of courage, I made a desperate attempt to escape, but my strength failed me. Bucky's loving gaze met mine, but I couldn't hold on any longer, succumbing to unconsciousness.

My life, once filled with love and happiness, now lay in ruins. The battle to reclaim my identity had begun, and the Avengers' hearts ached as they realized the extent of my suffering. The path to healing would be long and arduous, and I clung to a flicker of hope that they could bring me back from the darkness that consumed me.

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