We're more alike than you think

67. Too late

"Have you gone fully mad? What are you doing here? Sorry the language, but get the fuck away from here! You are aware of who you are? You are a prisoner!  A wanted one, on the run! You cannot just walk into any prison and don't think you're gonna get caught?! This is not any prison this is...The Raft! How did you even get over here!? Did somebody trick you into this?!" You didn't think before you started to shout at him.

No, you didn't fucking care that Matt saw you like this. If the man in the shadow was who you thought then he didn't need to answer you, for you to know that the man had gone fully insane. The pain that you had felt in your body was gone, now you were just furious and angry. Your voice was clearly not used to talking that loudly, cause your voice was shaking and struggling. It was impossible for you to move your hands, but you never so badly have wanted to throw a piece of metal at someone.

"I'm gonna let the two of you get some time alone, I'll sign the papers," Matt said the second you stopped ranting. You only stopped to take a breath.

"I love you, but you need to leave. I did this to myself, I chose everything. I chose to follow into my father's footsteps and do more harm than good. I chose to work for Tony and risk being seen in the eyes of the public.  I chose to stop myself from using my powers. I chose to start using them again. I chose to step out of the crowd and I chose to do it with my powers!" you screamed at him in frustration. Your body jumping between the points you made.

Zemo stepped out of the shadows and into the light. You had tried to hold back the tears, but they were now flooding down your cheeks. You couldn't do this anymore. If he had done what you thought he had done, it was no way in hell you could make up for it. Zemo stopped dead in his tracks. He knew he should've stopped you to tell you the plan, but right now he was shocked by your words. It was silly and you were clearly not in your own mindset, but he couldn't help himself then to feel like a ball dropped when you said you loved him.

"Can you just leave! I am so tired of destroying everyone I love lives! I don't wanna do it anymore! I don't wanna do it anymore! I don..." you broke down on your knees yelling the same sentences over and over again. 'i don't wanna do it anymore.' What you didn't understand yet, was that the anesthesia had started to fade and you were losing more and more control of yourself. It felt like your whole life was falling into a black whole and you had no idea of how you got there as your memories started to get clouded.

"Y/n, I need you to listen to me. This isn't you. Charles told me about the anesthesia they have put you under. It's okay. Do you hear me? It's okay?" Zemo said and got down on his knees to your level. He carefully put his hand on the glass wall.

Zemo knew that this wasn't you, this is what they had done to you and he felt sick to his stomach. This was exactly what you had tried to tell him about. The hatred that your kind had experienced for decades, that his thinking had built upon. It was how he thought about enhanced human beings that led into institutions like this. Any man would seek justice, revenge or simply respect after being treated the way that the mutants had been. Now you were laying on the floor inside of the most guarded prison on the planet. Alone, your body bound up and drugged down. All because of people like him. Maybe he couldn't get you to trust him again, but he would do everything in his power to get his bird flying again.

You looked over at him through the glass. He could see the anger in your eyes building up as you started to lose track of reality. He couldn't pay the price of all your wrong doings, it wasn't his fault. It wasn't anyone's fault, not even your fathers fault. This was all on you, and you had to fix it. You couldn't let him do it. You had to end it before it was too late. You stood up and ran towards the glass wall, trying to hit yourself as hard as you could. You fell down, but got up and tried again. Your actions got stuck in a loop.

"Y/n I need you to stop, you have to stop!" Zemo yelled as he fell back in shock when you first ran at the glass. You clearly didn't listen to him. Zemo was always such a calm and relaxed man, but now he couldn't help himself but panic. He turned around to the guards and yelled for help, but they stood still. He was dangerously close to reach for their guns, but he knew you would never tolerate it, but the sound of you beating yourself up against the glass wall only got louder, so loud that the alarms had now gone off.

Murdock and the man Zemo remembered seeing in Latvia came running in, with more prison guards on their back. They opened the door to the cell as two men ran and grabbed your hands and held you back with force. Zemo immediately ran towards the door to stop them from harming you, when Matt grabbed his arm and held him back.

"Charles can only alter their reality of your appearance for such a time, he can't erase your DNA if you put a hand on them" Matt reminded Zemo. "You need to stand back," he continued. Zemo was staring over at you as his nails almost went through his skin when his hands formed them self to a fist. He knew Matt was right. If this plan could have any chance at succeeding, they couldn't know that it was him, but he was losing his mind watching you like this. "They're gonna drug her," Zemo whispered low, looking down at his hands.

The men grabbed you as hard as they could, to stop you from throwing yourself against the wall. You immediately started to kick them away, so they pushed you down on your knees as the man who had been drugging you entered the room. Your eyes were red, and blood was dripping  down your face  as he pushed your head to the side and put the needle in one last time. He then leaned down on his knees, took his hands on your cheek.

"Good luck on the outside" he said with a little smile before your eyes fell down.