The Black Knightress (Back up for fulls)

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July 12 2001
Hydra Head Quarters
Winter Soldier's POV

"Подними ее, мы уходим." a guard states

"Pick her up, we're leaving."

I look down at the growing girl to see her in her light sleep, allowing me to pick her up and easily put her over my shoulder. She wriggles around until her legs are down by my middle and around my waist as i'm used to carrying her. She puts her arms around my neck and tucks her head into my shoulder, allowing me to feel her breath that keeps her going.

They guide me to her dressing station for me to grab her suit and most used weapons as the list of what my Knightress needs for our mission lingers in my mind. They grab the strap of my jacket and pull me to the jet then put me in my restraints. They move towards the Knightress with an injection of some kind, I writhe to put my hand around her neck to protect it from the needle, but the gesture goes useless when i'm pulled back by the nylon straps and chains on my seat.

They soon begin injecting a vial of something into the girl's neck, wreaking pure adrenaline through my veins as they break my ability to protect the girl. When they pull the needle away, the Knightress flinches in her seat before going completely limp. I pull at the straps and chains across my torso and appendages until I can't anymore, only for the agents to stick things through the holes of the cage to tease.

As we begin to fly higher, turbulence sets in and soon the aggravation and stress of the agents rises too. The shakiness of the jet could have waken the Knightress, but the sedative they gave her seems to keep her under.

When we get up to the building, they pull the jet to park and unlock the cage. Once it's open, they unlock the restraints on the girl and myself before pulling my body from my seat. I grab the girl to carry her out to see that we're at the building we came to a few years ago, the one with all the little girls.

They guide me to the doors where I see red lights down the darkened hallways while a short man comes to greet me.

"Ах, солдат." he smirks

("Ah, Soldier")

"Генерал Дрейков, мы снова встречаемся." I shake his hand with my free one

("General Drakekov, we're meeting again.")

"We'll take her in here." he states as he points the agents and myself to a surgical room

My body twists to keep her from them, even in my worst state I can't hurt her.

I won't hurt her.

Other than that one time in Massachusetts.

"Вперед!" is shouted from behind me

("Let's go!")

I follow their commands to bring her into a bright room full of surgical equipment, being careful in how they set her. They have me lay her down on a surgical table then leave the room, though I rub my right hand over her forehead and the top of her head for some reason.

"Зачем она здесь?" the doctor asks

("Why is she here?")

"перевязка маточных труб." they respond

("Tubal Ligation.")

I'm escorted out and brought to a guest room that I once stayed in with the girl.

Four Hours Later-Sarah's POV

I wake up with bright lights shining in my eyes while I try to see around the room, I attempt to sit up but the straps that cross my body and pain coming from my lower abdomen keep me from moving anywhere. As I try to move, the pain stretches up to my stomach and down to my thighs.