Pietro and Elizabeth awoke in their cells, gazing dozily at their surroundings. Elizabeth's mind was racing, recalling her recent fight with Pietro. Though she had bruises all along her body, she was hurt more emotionally than physically. She couldn't stand the idea of hurting her partner, her best friend. They had to get out of HYDRA, she didn't want to hurt Pietro or the others any further. Eliza ran her fingers through her hair, trying to calm herself down. Elizabeth heard Pietro moving around his cage, but she figured the two of them needed some time to theirselves. Pietro, Eliza, Wanda, and Bucky all sat in silence, truly absorbing their situation.
Eliza started to ponder her actions. Had she made the right choice by sending off the Avengers? Or would the four be stuck at HYDRA forever? Not only would they be subjected to ongoing torture, but they would likely be used as weapons against their friends as well. But, if she hadn't told the Avengers to leave, there is also a chance that the four could have killed them. Eliza couldn't decide if she had made the right choice, and kept trying to tell herself that it didn't matter. The past is in the past, and there is nothing that she could do about it. The only choice she has now is to move on, and find a way out of this hellhole.
"Eliza, are you awake?" She heard Pietro ask from the left of her.
"Yeah, are you okay?"
"I am fine, how about you?"
"I'm okay," the two sat in a brief silence, fidgeting while thinking of anything to say.
"I am sorry for being an ass," he let out a deep sigh. "I should not have blamed you earlier. You were only looking after our friends."
"It's ok, Pietro. I get why you were mad," she sat up straighter, a wave of determination rushing over her. "But don't worry, we'll get out of here."
"That is what I like to hear," Pietro stuck his hand out from his cell, which led to Eliza crawling over and taking it gladly. Through sticking their arms through metal bars was quite uncomfortable, the two felt a sense of security while holding onto each other.
"Good to know that you two made up," Wanda commented with a smile, though they could not see it.
"Well now that we're all on the same page," Bucky started. "How the hell are we getting out of here?"
"Uh," Eliza thought for a moment. "Maybe whenever they take one of us out of our cells, we can try to break away and save the others."
"That's only if they don't knock us out or control us with the serum," Bucky noted.
"Yeah... It's a bit of a stretch," Elizabeth agreed.
"We will figure it out when the opportunity comes," Wanda reassured them.
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The four were lamely occupying themselves, which ranged from picking at the ground, to counting spots on the ceiling. However, their attention was pulled towards the familiar, evil woman. Only this time, we was leading a swarm of guards.
"Neuronica, you are coming with me," the woman stated. "You have proven to be very difficult with our serum, and we plan to fix that," she unlocked Eliza's cell door with a key, which she soon after slipped into her pocket. Elizabeth took note of that. Without speaking, she reluctantly followed the woman, with guards trailing behind. She gave her friends a quick look, which led to a guard shoving her forward. She couldn't go through with the plan now, as there were too many guards around. She had to wait until she was alone with the woman, or at least when there were only a few guards around. She eyed the woman's pocket, planning as many routes possible that would lead to her stealing the key.

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FanfictionElizabeth has been a HYDRA soldier since she was 5 years old. She is captured by the Avengers and is forced to choose between two drastic choices. Elizabeth can either join the Avengers and conform back into society, or she can stay loyal to HYDRA a...