Chapter 33: Back home

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TW: mentions of a gun

Pov y/n

When I wake up, it's bright around me and I am confused where I am. The last thing I remember is being in the Red Room. My body deflates a little, I'm probably still there and just in another medical room.

I let my head fall back into the pillows and stare at the ceiling. But it's a different one than the other times and I look around my room, noticing that it actually looks quite comfortable. There's a TV and a little table with a chair and an armchair is in one corner. This is not the Red Room, I'm somewhere else. Am I back at the compound?

My heart starts to pound a little faster in hope.
But I'm not hooked up to any machines, so I must be fine but why am I here? How did I got here?

My mind is still a little dazed from my sleep but I slowly start to recap what happened.
The last three or four days I got separated from my mom. It was horrible, especially since I kinda got used to her being there after a long day of training. It was at least one face that didn't look at me like I'm nothing. So being apart from her was hard. I honestly am not quite sure what they did to me there. They put me in a medical room, where I spent more time than usual, just laying there and staring at the ceiling, lost in my thoughts. That's why I noticed the difference so quickly.

Each morning and evening they took me to some room where they kind of hypnotized me, or at least tried and injected something in me. I had no clue what it was but after the second day, something inside me felt weird. It felt like there were foreign thoughts in my head that told me to do something. It got stronger with each day and it was hard to fight against it. When I had training, my trainer would tell me to do something and the thoughts in my head got louder and told me to follow the order.

At one point it felt like my body did it without me telling it to do so. I had no control over my body, it just did what I got told. That was really scary and I am more than sure that it had something to do with the stuff they injected in me. It was like I was just watching what my body did, without being able to do anything against it. It was like losing control over myself and I really didn't like it.

One morning an alarm went off and everyone was a little confused and it got a bit chaotic. Dreykov ordered me into his office and I was so scared he would do something really bad to me but he just looked at me and explained that someone broke into the facility and that he wanted me to be on a defense group. I was confused who would break in here but at the same time there was a glimpse of hope that they maybe would free everyone. Dreykov then took a little spinning wheel out of a drawer, it looked like the one they tried to hypnotize me with, just in small.

He let it spin and without wanting to, my eyes locked onto it and I only partly listened to him, my eyes fixed on the wheel. After that it felt like I was in some kind of trance. Something that had only happened once before during training. One single thought ran through my head: take the witch hostage and kill the other guy.

I couldn't think myself, my thoughts were blocked and my body moved on its own. I went outside to meet a group of widows and one handed me a gun which I took without hesitation. They started marching in a direction, apparently knowing where to go and I followed them, in the last line.

We went through a lot of hallways and suddenly stopped. When they parted, I stepped forward and faced another person. It took me a few seconds to recognize the face and it looked like Wanda but I wasn't sure. My own thoughts silently came up, telling me it's Wanda and that she is not going to hurt me but the commands I got were louder. I tried to fight them when I watched Wanda stepping closer to me but she stopped and for a few moments it was like I never saw her before in my life.

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