Avengers Parallel

Ch. 11 "Plan"

                                             Cameron POV 

They were trying to break me, break me into submission, break me into giving in, break my mind, break my sprit, 

But I'm stronger than that, 

But it is hard, all I've been doing is sleeping, they bring my meals I eat, then sleep, so I've got little options and recourses, 

Honestly I'm starting to feel squeamish, I know they're trying to break me so I give in, then eventually convince me to give up the rouges, 

I'm no dummy, 

I blink slowly seeing that the sun was going down, so soon enough one of them will bring me food and water, 

I have little movement of my limbs, I am able to move my wrists and ankles but that's about it, 

I hear the door creak open, 

But I have a plan, 'if' they claim they care about me as much as they tell me they do, I thought 

I see Steve walk towards me with a tray of food, 

He sets it next to the bed on the nightstand, 

"How are we today Cameron?" Steve said 

I didn't say anything just staring at the ceiling, 

He grabbed my chin making me look at him, 

"I expect an answer when I ask you a question little one," He said sternly, 

I glared at him, 

"Bite... me..." I said weakly, 

Steve let go of my chin pulling out a device from his pocket, he hit a button and I felt as if my air supply was cut off, 

I gasped and wheezed, my vision blurring, 

Then he hit a button again and I could relax feeling the air fill my lungs again, 

"I told you I'm going to have to get that potty mouth of yours in order," He said darkly, 

He filled the spoon with whatever it is he was going to feed me, but I turned my head away, 

"You don't like chicken, it was your favorite," He said 

"I'm not hungry," I said weakly, 

"You barely ate breakfast or lunch," He said 

He tried feeding it to me again, I turned my head away again, 

"Little one you have to eat," He said 

"I don't want it," I said keeping my head away, 

Sure not the brightest plan, not eating, but eventually they will get concerned, and send a doctor in, and that's my plan, my plan to get out of this dang bed, 

I looked at him, I could tell he was getting frustrated, 

"You have to eat," He said 

I used the innocent act, 

"I'm not hungry," I said looking at him through my eyelashes, 

He placed his hand on my forehead, 

"You don't have a fever so what's the problem," He said 

"Do you have a stomach bug?" He asked 

I didn't say anything I just looked at him lazily, 

"Cameron you need to eat," He said sternly, 

"No.." I said 

He stormed out, then walked back in with Bruce and Tony, Bruce had a cart of syringe's labeled one was for adrenaline, while they were all concentrating on Bruce Explaining what could be possibly wrong I quickly swiped it off the cart since it was close enough, and hid it under the sheets next to my body, 

It might just give me the boost to get the hell out of this bed, I thought, 

I watched as they talked, 

"It could just be her body adjusting to the Nano's" Bruce said 

Tony and Steve nodded, 

"Just give it a few days, if nothing changes then we can think about something else," Bruce said again, 

"Okay," Steve said 

With that Bruce walked out of the room, 

I will wait until late tonight to do this, I'm getting out of here, I thought