The Ghost Agent (Book 1)

The Doctor

^^ AN: This is what the Doctor looks like to me but with dusty blonde hair ^^

The doctor entered the room cautiously and walked towards me slowly as if I'm a caged animal.

 He looked frail and weak, he was short but his body wasn't out of proportion, he was pale and surprisingly young. Maybe 26, 27? Obviously Russian, he had dusty blonde hair and heavy bags underneath his eyes with a bit of blood by nose, where he's holding a tissue. Probably got beaten by one of the 'escorts' for something. He was wearing a white lab coat which was covered in dirt or dust and speckled with blood.

As he got closer I saw that he had been followed by one of Hydra's thugs, the doctor must be new, they don't trust him yet. The guy standing at the door had some dark sunglasses on and wore a slick black suit and tie but his tie was all squiffy which made me snicker at him.

"Что ты смеешься над парнем?!" "(What are you laughing at brat?!)"

"Votre cravate!" "(Your tie!)" I spoke confidently in a different language.

He looked at me, his eyebrows furrowed, confusion evident on his face. As I thought, he only speaks Russian maybe English, I snickered knowing he didn't understand me but I saw that the new doctor did. He turned to look at the bodyguard behind him and immediately turned back to me trying to suppress a laugh at how ridiculous he looked. I ended up telling him about his tie; he blushed bright red from embarrassment then left to go sort out his tie leaving me and the doctor alone in the dark cell.

I flinched when I felt the doctor start to wrap my arm in a bandage. He jumped and backed away from me, more for my benefit than his. He started mumbling apologies.

"сожалею" "(Sorry)"

"Мои извенения" "(My apologises)"

"сожалею сожалею" "(Sorry Sorry)" I grew tired of his constant apologising so replied to him coldly. "Don't worry about it, I assume you speak English?"

He hurriedly nodded then moved slightly so he could clean and put some medicine on my cuts so they don't get infected, I grunted at the cold stinging sensation I could feel running through my arm. He tried to inject me with painkillers but I quickly blocked him.

- Short Flashback third person POV -

(Y/N) was strapped down on the metal table surrounded by tables covered in various torturous weapons and restraints. Towering over her was the infamous Hydra scientist with a needle in his hand, more like a spear by the size of it. The needle had a peculiar purple liquid in which was bubbling slightly, more super soldier serum. She got injected with the serum at least once a week.

The scientist stood over her and smiled like a crazed psychopath. His hair was a little frizzed up, it looked like one of his marvellous creations backfired and he got caught in the explosion, the same event occured a few weeks ago.

He stared her down as she lay helpless on the table trying to get out of the restraints, he kept eye contact the whole time as he lowered his gloved hand closer to her arm inching the needle closer and closer to her till it pierced the flesh. She screamed bloody murder as she felt the burning liquid running through her veins making her feel like she had been set alight multiple times.

He still stood over her slowly injecting more of the serum till she fainted from exhaustion.

(Y/N) was struggling against the handcuffs and helmet strapping her down, tears flooding down her face while she screams at the pain flooding through her body, through her veins, her organs, her bones and a rippling electric sensation over her skin. She was so exhausted from the whole ordeal that day that she collapsed from exhaustion and woke up two days after in the same room, with the same scientist. Ready to start the process all over again until she obeyed and was under his control.