the strongest avenger (2)

fifty one

They found my comm.

And they took my blood.

I don't have a coloring book, or a goat.

And now, I'm stuck in a cell.

I mean, was it really too much to wish that one thing could go right?

Whatever. I don't need witchy shit to get out of here. But if I'm being honest, I kind of want to know what techniques they use to neutralize the power.

Because if I'm as powerful as I think I am, I should be able to have no limits. But then again, I wasn't born like a normal Infinity Witch, so maybe I'm just not as strong.

I try to get my fingers underneath the color, but it's tight up against my throat, leaving no room. I let out a sigh and lean back against the grimy walls of my cell. They're blood splatters on the wall and the bars to my cell are rusted.

Very fancy.

It could be worse. I could be back with Thanos, I'd take this over that any day.

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A clanging noise wakes me up, and I jerk at the loud sound. I look around and then remember that I'm in a cell, at Hydra.

Yay.

I look over and see Kaminsky at the bars. He opens the door and gestures for me to come out. I do, and follow him, memorizing the hallways.

Last night, I came up with a plan. I was going to bring this place down. James was very adamant that he didn't want me to go, but he did give me useful information.

As a last resort, all Hydra facilities have a large generator underneath the building, with a kill switch. If they're ever being attacked and they know that they'll lose, someone will press the kill switch which will ultimately blow up the place.

But, you have five minutes to get out before the bomb blows.

And I have to figure out how to get down to the sub levels.

So first, I work on memorizing where I am. I remember how I got to the Doctor's lab, and then how I got to my cell. But now, I take extra notice in between the walks.

The elevators require a key card to operate, which means I need to swipe one off of someone. Lucky for me, they keep my hands un-cuffed.

Kaminsky leads me down the familiar hallway towards M's lab, and I catch a view of inside a storage closet.

Guns. And a lot of them.

That will be important for later.

They must really think that I rely on my powers if they're this lax with security and such.

Kaminsky opens the door and I walk in, finding Dr M waiting for me.

"Good morning, doctor." I actually have no idea what time it is, but considering I just woke up, it's morning.

"For someone being held captive, you're awfully cheery."

"Part of my personal flare."

Kaminsky grabs me roughly and drags me over to a chair. He pushes me down and straps my arms and legs in.

"Who knew Kaminsky liked this type of stuff?" I send him a wink.

"Enough. I want you to tell us about the Avengers."

"Uh. I thought you just wanted my blood."

"Yes, among other stuff."

"Okay, well, Steve can't cook...not really. Tony's getting old, Natasha likes Vodka—"