Mine

Chapter Nine

I stood under the spotlight, my bare arms covering up my bare body. I couldn't help but shake. Both from the cold air in the room, and the cold eyes that were glued on me. Faintly I could hear his boots hit the floor as he walked around me. With his long strides, I knew he felt confident. I attempt to stand tall with my head held high, trying to not breaking under his gaze.

"So beautiful." I didn't respond.

The man walked into the spotlight, showing his face to me for the first time. His black hair was in a style that reminded me of Tony. The thought of his name made my heart pang with pain. I really miss that playboy, oh how I would kill someone to see him again. I would murder three people of I could ever see Steve again. I wish to be in his arms again, wrapped up safely.

The black haired man hands me a pile of clothes before disappearing into the shadows again. I look down at the clothes unsure on what to do. That was until all the lights in the room turned on, making me go blind for a second. I shield my eyes with my right hand, my left hand was occupied with the clothes.

Once my eyes adjust to the light, my hand drops to my side. Nurses were all around me, in their hands were clipboards and needles.

"Alright." a doctor says, his hand clamping onto my shoulder.

My body goes numb. I was still conscious, I just couldn't move anything on my free will. The doctor throws me onto a medical table, nurses quickly leaning over me. Knives and needles pierce my skin as everyone was busy at work. They were speaking in russian as the work, knowing well that I didn't understand what they were doing.

-Time Skip-

I stood in front of a mirror, a nurse was tighten my clothes around my body. She was making sure that I was secure in this uniform. I was dressed in black cargo military pants, metal boots, a tight leather jacket, and leather gloves. This uniform make me feel like i'm in a straight jacket, probably what HYDRA was going for. I am a pet, a toy to say the least.

Sharpie lines were traced on my arms, I could see part of the line between my jacket and gloves. I bring my arm closer to my face, taking a closer look.

"Strucker wants you to be his new project."

My hands drop to my side. "Why?"

The nurse looks straight at me, her lips were in the dorm of a straight line. She looks at me, pity written across her face. Her hands grab onto mine, I could feel her slightly shaking. "I want to help you get out of here, but they will hurt my family. I am so sorry."

I nod at the shaking women in front of me. " I totally understand what you have to do. I am not angry at you."

The nurse drops my hands when the door to the room gets slammed open. Two guards file in, their guns drawn. They survey the room before grabbing onto my arm. The nurse hands one of the guards a syringe before they roughly walk me out of the room.

"Where we headed boys? I hope its someplace fun, could use a vacation. How about you guys?" I gibber as they drag me.

"Don't you just ever shut up? Do you want your other eye to have a bruise on it too?" The guard holding my left arm spits.

"Actually no, so I will be quiet."

"Good."

I let the two meatheads drag me down more hallways. I was starting to get bored, only because I was expecting something to happen. Like more guards to show up, a bullet killing me, anything at this point. But nothing happens.

"So what's going on?" I speak out.

The guard holding me right arms raises his arm and smacks me across the face. I let out a small whimper as i drop to the ground. My hands hitting the cement, hard. The sound echo through all the other hallways like a pinball machine.

"Boys! Get her up, the battle has already started! We need her." someone yells from a couple yards ahead.

"Wait, does that mean they are winning?" The guard on the left of me asks. The new person doesn't say a word, so I know my team is winning. The avengers will never step down a fight.

I get lifted to my feet again, this time getting dragged faster. My smaller strides couldn't keep up with the strong strides of the guards. They slam open a set of doors, revealing a helicopter. The engine was already on, I could tell because the spindles were already spinning. I get pushed onto the helicopter, meeting two men in black suits. Another man in a guards uniform pressed against me, injecting me with the syringe that the nurse gave the last two guards.

"That is so we can track where you are, incase things get a little messy." one of the men in suits say. "The names Micah."

"Why do I care what your name is? Where are we going and why am I dressed in this tight leather like i'm some kind of animal." I shout against the soldier holding me back.

"Now I understand why they told me to bring this."

"You better explain that to me! I haven't left that cell in days, why am I getting moved."

Micah moves swiftly over to my fragile body. His hands trace up to my neck, fingers grabbing onto my throat. He brings my face closer to his, we were inches apart. Micah's green eyes were now shining at this angle. He smiles at me when he presses something against my mouth. I couldn't question what he was doing, only because my jaw was clamped shut with the thing against my mouth.

"You are so beautiful, but your so annoying. We also don't need you saying anything to your precious avengers." The unnamed suit guy says.

Micah finds his seat again, a winning smirk on his lips. I glare at him as I sit up correctly in my seat. "When are we getting to the destination." Micah asks the pilot.

"We are flying over it in 1 minute." a voice -which i'm guessing is the pilot- says.

"Perfect timing I guess."

The soldier beside me opens the side door of the helicopter, harsh wind blowing everything around. The soldier grabs me by the collar of the shirt, moving me towards the door, letting my legs hang loosely. I try to get back inside the helicopter, but the soldier is too strong. Makes sense, he is trained for this kind of stuff.

"Have a nice fall." Micah says in my ear.

I try to protest on what he means, but two hands pushed me out of the helicopter. I close my eyes tightly as the ground comes closer to me.

This is the end of me I guess. Goodbye world, it was nice knowing you.