INURE-Avengers Soulmate AU

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Buzzing.

An annoying little buzzing sound.

I groan and open my eyes, the memories all rushing back.

Not just of the party and being caught but a new memory as well.

Pain floods through my head as this memory resurfaces.

MEMORY flashback

"Aurora~" I heard a young girl say.

"Natasha! You were amazing!" I say looking back at the red head.

"Not as good as you Rory." She says smiling and nudging my shoulder.

"Oh come on you were always better at ballet. You still are Nat."

"Did you see the new girls they brought in?" I continue knowing one of us should bring it up.

"Yes Rory I did." She sighs but a moment later speaks again, "y'know some day I will get us both out of here."

"Really?" I say enthusiastically yet cautious for listening ears.

"Yes, I promise we will get out together."

"Pinky swear~" I hold my pinky finger out ready.

She laughs before interlocking our pinkies, "I pinky swear.", she hugs me and smiles.

"Romanov, Sage. What are you doing giggling in the halls, report to the dining hall immediately for further instruction."

"Yes Madam, sorry." We say together monotone.

"Hurry up before I get the soldiers on you two."

We speed up and find our way to the dining hall.

END OF MEMORY

I shook my head of the intrusive memories.

I get them every now and again but usually as a dream or more regularly as a nightmare.

Focusing back in on the present situation I noticed I was cuffed to a table and sat on a metal chair.

I looked up to find myself trapped in a concrete room. I sat watching myself in the mirrored glass, it was obvious that it was a two-way mirror so I couldn't see through it but whoever chooses to can see from the other side.

I just sat with a blank face not wanting to give anything away. Even the smallest movement may be a give away in my body language.

"Having fun in there Amber?" I heard Tony say with spite in his tone.

"Yes 100%, I love sitting alone in a dark room cuffed to a table. After being drugged, giving me an awful headache. How did you know." I say completely monotone yet with obvious sarcasm.

I look down at the cuffs and notice red marks forming from the metal rubbing against my skin.

I mentally smirk knowing if I really wanted to I could leave now with a flick of my wrist, just a little bit of my magic and I would be out. But I want to have a little bit of fun first.

A creak echoes throughout the room as the door is pushed open, I don't even flinch I keep my eyes trained on the mirrored glass knowing I'm looking at someone at least.

"So a little birdie told me you tried to take classified files from Stark's lab." A man I knew as Nicholas J. Fury stood confident and stern infront of me.