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(AN: Trigger warning for topics along the lines of self harm, sexual assault, and abuse)

Alice was standing in front of her fathers bedroom door, feeling the texture all the blemishes it had from people hitting the door after a trip on their shoe laces "Alice?!" Freddie shouted up the stairs "Yea?" she walked to the stairs "Have you seen the keys, I'm going out the shops" he looked at her "They're in the bowl beside the door" she looked back at him "Thanks" he smiled "And stop saying shops, we're in America" she smiled back "Oh piss off" he walked to the door "You're so Scottish" she walked back towards Bucky's door "Oh fuck you" he shouted jokingly "You love me!" she smiled even if he couldn't see it

Alice was still standing in front of the door, looking at it before slowly starting to open the door, looking at the still made bed, the pictures he had taken of her that he put on his bedside table, the paintings on the wall, the open closet full of things that were meant as christmas gifts, wrapped neatly and collecting dust waiting to be opened

She sat on the bed, feeling the smooth cotton comforter, and grabbed one of the pillows, holding it to her chest, softly crying into it before going to the closet and grabbing the gifts, setting them aside, not really paying attention to the names, then put things like his clothes, shoes, photo albums, other things in a box and taped it up before sitting back on the bed and laying down, tears rolling down her cheeks even more as she slowly fell asleep

A few people were talking as Alice was chained to a chair, slowly waking up "Make sure she doesn't get too hurt, wouldn't want her to fail on a mission" she heard a deep, gravely voice say "Start with the 1st level, after 5 minutes up the level each time, stop at 8, go to glades, burn her if you have to" he spoke again

"Yes sir" she heard a familiar voice, looking around as her vision was slightly blurry "Well Alice, looks like I get to punish you now, for running away" a man kneeled in front of her, she recognized that face

"Ward, wha-" she fully woke up, her vision getting clearer "Alice, I told you to call me Grant, remember" he smiled, taking his hand across her face then starting the machine

Alice screamed loudly, her fists clenching tightly, her knuckles turning white and tears forming in her eyes, her scream having a soft sob "Shh, it won't last forever" he grabbed a rag and stuffed it into her mouth

After 5 minutes the level when higher and her screams got louder, gagging on the rag, her words muffled and not able to be made out

Once Ward had turned the machine off he got her out of the chair and laid her on a bed, tying her legs and arms down "This will only hurt a little bit darling, don't worry" he smiled sadistically

He grabbed a switchblade and a lighter mumbling to himself then sitting on top of her "Now be a good girl and behave" he whispered gently in russian, gently pressing the blade against her skin, slowly adding pressure causing a tear in the skin, a cry of pain escaping Alice's lips "Shhh, it'll all be over soon" he kissed her forehead then her and gently pecked her lips, tears escaping Alice's eyes

As minutes based Ward kept cutting Alice's skin, the pain mixing in with the burns from the chair, slowly dragging his hand up down her body through her chair, Alice silently sobbing

Alice woke up with a loud screaming "Stop-" she shouted, realizing she was safe in her father's bed "It was just a bad dream Alice, no one can hurt you" she spoke to herself getting out of the bed and walking to the bathroom to wipe her face with water

She looked at herself in the mirror and noticed how her powers had stopped hiding her scars, tracing the thick scars that were done by that blade and dragging her fingers across the ones she had inflicted on her self then going back to the room and laying down, using her magic to hide her scars once more

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