Age Of Blood

Chapter 9

*Warning: Attempted sexual assault scene.*

October 1943

Unknown HYDRA Base

Lovell Quinn Dame

She was drifting. A world of blinding lights and masks and utensils. Pain. That was all she could feel.

"Der Soldat?"

"Er ist bereit."

"Gut. Bring sie zurück in die zelle."

She was listening to this, her eyes shut. She only understood some words. A soldier...James. They had him. Maybe he was hurt. Chills surged through her body at the thought. Although she had known him for a short time, she already felt for him. They were in this same situation and they had no one else. This was the third time the doctors had taken her and tested on her. Her mind was always too full of the drugs to process what was happening and her memory was always lost. All she knew was that after, her stomach hurt so much. James told her he felt the same thing, though his tests were different. They wanted to use him for something.

"Lass mich sie nehmen. Mir ist langweilig," Came the voice of a man from the darkness. There was a pause before she heard a reply.

"Tu ihr nicht zu sehr weh," Replied another voice of a man before he chuckled.

"Dann halte Wache für mich. Du kannst an der Reihe sein, wenn ich fertig bin," Said the man who spoke in the first place in a tone that made Lovell wish she knew what they were saying.

Suddenly, she felt herself be lifted into strong arms. The rough hands gripped her skin hard and she flinched. When she heard the creaking of a cell door, she knew where she was. She expected them to just drop her on the bed and leave. But she was surprised when she felt the cot dip next to her. Her heart started beating faster and she knew something was wrong. She felt a face near her neck and it began kissing her skin and her eyes opened. Her sight was still blurry, but she could see a figure on top of her. She screamed, but a hand came to cover her mouth.

She scratched wherever she could, and she heard the man grunt. When his hands went lower, she struggled violently. His nails dug into her skin and she felt her clothes rip. No, no, no. She felt herself give up, and the man took this as an invitation to continue. Little did he know who he was dealing with. She would not be taken advantage like this. She placed her hands on his neck and squeezed.

"Phasmatos Pyrox Morsinus Illum," She whispered, and she felt the pulsing of her magic affect her attacker. Like a drum, it thumped from her fingers to his skin. The man suddenly groaned in pain and shuffled away from Lovell on the cot, screaming. She felt no sympathy and wanted to see blood.

"Hey! Hör auf, du böse Hexe!" Oh no, the other man had been outside the cell the whole time and now he was trying to enter the cell.

"Delfan eoten cor," She whispered finally as she walked into the corner away from her offender and watched his eyes bulge. Her vision was no longer blurry and she could see the fear etched on his face. He clutched his chest and Lovell raised her hand, repeating the three words over and over. He will feel the fear he tried to place on me, she thought. His heart flew from his chest and he fell to the floor. Lovell calmly raised her hand and brought the heart towards her. With her other hand, she clenched her fist and the heart turned to dust. In her mind, she sent a quick prayer to the ancestors to punish this soul for eternity. The second guard stood at the entrance of the cell in shock and with a flick of her head, Lovell snapped his neck. 

Overcome with the reality of what had just happened, of what she had just done, Lovell crawled to a corner of the cell furthest from the body of her attacker. 

~~~

"Beweg dich, amerikanischer Abschaum," Commanded the soldier as he shoved Bucky forward. 

The treatments always made Bucky sluggish and the walk back to his cell was always a painful one. Well at least, he had one thing to look forward to in his captivity: his beautiful neighbor, Elle. 

"Halt!" Said the soldier as he suddenly tugged Bucky back and the force jolted Bucky from his fog. Squinting, Bucky realized what had made the soldier stop him in his tracks. 

Elle's cell door...was open. The soldier pointed his gun towards the inside of the cell, moving forward hesitantly. Bucky slowly moved forward to see and he realized there was a figure crouched in the corner. It was Elle...

"Elle, Elle, what happened?" Bucky asked as he ran over to her. The young woman had tears streaming down her face and a faraway look in her eyes. Though his hands were tied together, Bucky tried to reach through the bars to touch Elle. At the same time, he tried to tune out the yelling of the guards and the sounds of feet approaching. 

"Hey beautiful, c'mon, tell me what happened," Bucky whispered and that was enough to make Elle look at him. 

"James," She whispered, "I'm a monster." Bucky furrowed his brows at the statement but one glance at the rest of the cell cleared his confusion. 

There, in the cell, were the bodies of two soldier. Motionless. Dead. 

"What happened, Elle?" Bucky asked, his voice shaky. Elle's head dropped as she cried more. 

"He tried to...He tried to hurt me," Elle admitted and Bucky tightened his grip on the cell bars. The voices of the guards increased in volume. 

"It's okay, Elle. You don't gotta be sorry for nothin'. He got what he deserved, alright? It's gonna be okay, Elle," As Bucky said this two guards grabbed him by his arms and pulled him away. Elle sat up in fear and tried to reach out to Bucky. 

"James!"  

Three guards then entered Elle's cell and one grabbed her hair and banged her head on the cell bars and Bucky could only watch as she lost consciousness and was taken out of the cell and away from him. 

All he could do was scream after her. 

~~~

The newly updated Chapter 9 - A flashback detailing the beginning of Lovell's Tribrid transformation! 

Translations:

"The soldier?"

"He is ready."

"Good. Take her to the cell."

"Let me take her. I am bored."

"Don't hurt her too much."