Y/n was kidnapped by Hydra at only 3, by the age of 14 she became Hydras top assassin. She is now 21 and despises Hydras cruel ways but had lost all hope of being rescued, she was tortured, be@ten & experimented on. Hydra's top doctor, Doctor Zola...
Guys I know this doesn't fit the the movie, it's meant to be like that 😁
Y/n POV I hate this hell-hole. I hate the way they treat me. I hate the way I am beaten each day. I hate how I am raised. I hate killing. I hate the way I sometimes like killing. I hate Hydra. I hate the scars they give me. I hate the way nobody cares for me apart from Dr Astro. I hate it.
Today was just like any other day, 3am wake up from nightmares then try to go back to sleep, 5am wake up and get escorted to the gym to go on a run, 7am get fed my pathetic excuse of a breakfast, 11:30am get hungry because I didn't eat said breakfast, 12pm go for more experiments, 2pm get beaten for screaming during the torture session, Dr Astro then comes and comforts me. However they haven't even come to beat me and it's 2:05, don't get me wrong I am over the moon to not have another scar added to my body but this place works like clockwork, something is not right.
Before I explain what is about to happen let me run you through my day. At around 3 in the morning I wake up in a cold sweat from a nightmare, these usually contain the faces of those I have killed with no mercy. They probably had children, a family but I took that away from them all because of Hydra. I have to keep reminding myself that if I didn't kill them Hydra wouldn't kill me, you may be wondering why I think Hydra not killing me is a bad thing. Hydra being the heartless organisation it is won't kill you, oh no, they will torture you until you are on the edge of death then stop and they will repeat it every day until you beg to die; you won't want anything more than to just escape this world.
Wow, that got dark very quickly.
Around 5am I go for a run and workout, how else would I keep my bangin' bod, it surprises me how I can still make light-hearted jokes to myself even though I am living in a nightmare. I guess it's just my personality. Sometimes I push myself so hard until I faint or throw up just to please Zola, Strucker and Klebier so they won't make me have to have as many injections as I usually would. Those three are my main 'doctors' but I'd hardly call them doctors. Doctors are meant to help people, they do everything but that. I hate the fact that I have to hurt myself just to please that pathetic excuse for a human being, I wouldn't be surprised if he was actually from another planet full of destruction and torture.
*Your body or however you want but this will fit with the story xx*
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7am on the dot I get fed a disgusting sludge but I never eat it anyways because who knows what is in it, sometimes I don't even get fed breakfast to keep me 'fit' but that's just stupid. I know that you can have an amazing body and eat a perfectly healthy breakfast but not in their psychopathic minds.
From 7:30 until around 12 I train and study. My training consists of sparring, close-combat fighting, shooting and practising my powers. I also enjoy training my brain, apparently I have an IQ nearly as high as Einstein's but I don't really care about that. My only friend before Dr Astro was my British tutor, Edmund. He was the sweetest old man and without him I don't if I would even be here at the moment. Unfortunately he was sent to teach other kids at a different Hydra base because I got so smart there was nothing left to teach me, their words, not mine. I believe you can never know enough. At the age of 15 I was allowed to train by myself finally after years of having a 'coach' who would just hit me if I did something wrong however I still had to find a partner to fight with. I usually opted for number 209876, did I forget to mention that we are all given numbers around here. I am one of the few who gets called my real name because I 'earned it' but I still have the permanent mark of my number on my shoulder which reminds me of who I am, number 30198 the Dark Angel.
-Upcoming mention of su!cide-
2pm. The worst part of my day. Experiment time. Everyday they would record me getting tortured and injected with serums filled with god knows what, sometimes after they would sit me in a chair and force me to watch the tape when I screamed or much or didn't scream at all. I find that part quite peculiar, they love to hear the sound of my screams but not too many screams otherwise it hurts their precious ears. Precious ears my ass.
After the torturing Dr Astro manages to sneak off and find me, he has always been there for me since I was 13. We met when he was just recruited and was ordered to help me study and train, he was astounded at my level of intelligence and skill, we hit it off and have been best friends ever since. He was and still is my best friend and I would take a bullet for him any day. He saved me. When I tried to k!ll myself by overdosing on pain meds he stopped me and told me I had a life worth living, that someday him and I would escape and finally be free.
BANG. There it was. I'm always right. I knew there was something wrong. I slowly inch back into the corner of my dark and gloomy room praying that I don't die even though I don't believe in god. *Don't come for me, we've all been there!*
A shadow slowly approaches my door, my only weapon is my powers which at the moment I can't use because I have a f*cking collar on that stops me from using them. Another reason why I hate Hydra. I prepare myself for the worst but yet it never came.
