Agents of: Winter

Chapter 2

When he awoke, he found himself sitting in a chair in a cell alone. There was a table in front of him along with another chair. His hands cuffed tightly together and another pair of cuffs keeping him to the table. He yanked at the chains. Strange... It should have snapped... That's when he felt a sharp sting from a bracelet with a tiny blue flash on his right wrist as he tried again. He snarled slightly, he never did enjoy being someone's chained up dog.

A few minutes past, that's when his trained ear heard footsteps-- a man and, by the sound of the lighter foot fall, a woman-- outside, a click of a lock, the door opening and footsteps coming in. He stares straight ahead, something he had adapted in doing with his time at HYDRA. He was begging to who ever upstairs it wasn't HYDRA, but who else could have known where to find him and how to take him down?

"Good. You’re awake," a man in a black suit came into his line of vision sitting across from him.

He heard footsteps behind him. He looked down and away from the man across from him. He tugged at the chains again –another shock –narrowing his eyes a bit.

"I can see you like your new toy," the man said. The soldier glared up at him. The man simply gestured to the cuffs around his wrist, causing the soldier to hiss. "Now, we need to ask you some questions. And you can either comply... Or we have our ways of making such a trained assassin such as you talk." The man said.

The assassin remained silent.

"You sure he understands you, Coulson?" A female voice came from behind him. Ah, so he was right.

The man- Coulson- stared down the soldier long and hard. "He knows." He replied.

The soldier tugged again at his chains, another sharp sting.

Coulson noticed this, “I suggest you to not do that.”

The soldier hesitated, thinking for a moment before he stopped and rested his hands in his lap.

“Good… now back to what I said earlier… We have questions. You, have answers and information that can clear up a whole lot of this mess. Now… shall we begin?” The soldier was silent. Coulson took that as a yes. He pulled a file out and opened it up and read through a few papers. He set down the papers. “What’s your name?” Coulson asked after a moment, leaning forward some on the table.

“Poshel na khuy!” (F* you) the soldier spat at him.

Coulsons lips twitched into a slight smile. “Agent May,” he nodded to her then looked back to the soldier.

An arm slipped around the soldier’s throat and pulled back. “What. Is. Your. Name.” She repeated Coulsons question emphasizing each word.

The soldier struggled a bit, trying to remain calm to keep his breathing even as her arm tightened around his head putting him in a head lock. His hands jerked up to try to get a hold of her arm to pull it off, only to have a sharp reminder that he couldn’t do that.

Coulson sat calmly for a few more seconds, “Are you willing to comply?”

The soldier’s eyes flickered open to glare at him with a hateful look.

Coulson shrugged his shoulders as he sat back. May didn’t release her grip. The soldier moved his shoulders in hopes of breaking free, but that wasn’t happening. He closed his eyes tightly as he felt himself slipping.

"Agent May..." Coulson said a bit urgent for her to release him. May didn't release until the soldier blacked out and slumped forward, his head hit the table with a slight thunk. Hair cascading down his face.

"Leave him," Coulson replied standing up. "He's highly trained, it will take awhile for him to break."

Agent May nodded and the two left the soldier. A few minutes after they left, he regained consciousness. He blinked slightly glancing around confusedly seeing he was once again alone.

He tried assessing his surrounding to help better himself about what he could do to try and escape. He tried standing up only to receive the same shock in his wrist. He scowled frustrated, a growl escaped him as he slammed his fists down on the table, another shock received to him only making him for pissed.

"He's rather... Violent..." Skye noted as she stood watching the video feed with Fitz and Simmons. The door opened behind them as Coulson and May entered.

"More confused it seems like," Coulson replied.

"How are we going to get information from him?" Fitz asked to Coulson.

"Maybe I can talk to him?" Skye suggested.

"No." May and Coulson said in union. "Absolutely not. He's dangerous, we need to give him more time to adjust to our expectations so we can predict him and understand him fully. Even then he will be classified as dangerous." Coulson continued.

Skye gave coulson a look. "Maybe I can try hacking into hydras files and get information on hi-"

Coulson cut her off. "The answer is no Skye." Causing an end to that conversation.