Trigger Warning- mentions of abuse, sexual assault and violence
I woke up not even an hour later to Friday telling me there was an incident and that I needed to get to containment cell 3 immediately. I teleported there, only to fall in the middle of the group, who were all shouting at each other in a circle. I stand up with a glare and dust my ass off as they all move to stand in front of me.
"60 seconds. Tell me what's going on." I say in a deadly tone. Steve is the first to speak.
"Dickson woke up and started telling Friday stuff. She streamed it to the living room for all of us to see. Mae...is it true?" He asks, almost scared of my answer.
I stare at him confused before I hear Dickson's voice fill the space. A shudder passes over me before I whip around to stare at him through the blackout glass behind me, putting my palms on the ledge.
"I told them everything, Lucifer. I told them about all the nights we spent together. About how you would moan my name and call me daddy. About how you get off on death. About all the people you killed. About how you faked it to your little group so they would like you and let you in. About you using men at the compounds to fill your needs. About how you faked being imprisoned because you liked it. You can't hide your freak show ass from them now can you?" I start to shake with the rage and sadness this man has caused me.
"Do you believe him?" I ask softly, not turning around.
"What?" Tony asks. I turn around with a stone cold set face, making them all take a step back.
"Do you" I stop to look at all 15 faces in front of me, "believe him?" I ask again, taking a step away from the wall. They all look down, even Cerberus, and I know. I know they do. I let out a small sad laugh.
"Of course. I'm experiment 0666, the devil. Makes perfect sense." I say with a whimper at the end, a crack ringing out in the quiet room from my limiters. All eyes snap to me. With tears streaming down my face, I hold my glowing purple hands out in front of me.
"Here. This is what you're looking for anyway so I might as well show you." I say as theater screens start to pop up around the room as I continue.
"You want to see the monster they created. Well- here's how they did it. And here are the results." And I let the illusion on my face disappear. I hear everyone gasp, taking in the scar that covers most of my face on the left side.
"Loki will be able to tell you if anything is false." I step back, looking at Bucky, Loki, and Cerberus who look horrified. I shake my head and turn around. I flash on a hoodie with the hood up just as my horns start to grow.
"I hope you all find what you're looking for. Goodbye." I say flashing them a peace sign and teleporting out leaving them all standing there, not knowing what to do. I walk out of the tower, turn left, and head to the book café on the corner. I go in and order an iced coffee before finding a book and curling up in one of the fluffy chairs.
Third person pov
The group stands there looking confused then they turn to look at Dickson, who's smiling.
"Come, I know how her powers work. She wants us to see some of her memories." Cerberus says walking to the first screen. He reaches to touch it but stops short when he senses the waves of sadness radiating from it. He takes a deep breath before talking to the others.
"We should all prepare ourselves. This isn't going to be good." He says. The team takes a minute to collect themselves before all nodding. Cerberus puts his hand on the screen and it starts playing.
Muffled cry's ring out through the room. The group watches from a camera point of view as a whip cracks down on the bloody back of a young girl. Her red hair is matted and dirty, her body is too skinny and she has more scars than anyone in the room. They watch in horror, only to hear someone speak.
"You like that sweetheart, don't you?" A male voice says, sounding familiar to the group.
"5 more and you get another birthday surprise. You did so well with the last one, your hair turned red. I'm sure you'll love this one just as much." It says, before 5 more cracks sound out as more blood flows down her back, all followed by pained whimpers. The whip is dropped as they hear what sounds like a belt being undone and then a zipper.
The bloody girl begins to cry out more, tugging on the shackles at her wrists and ankles, but not having the power to do anything else. A man walks on, Dickson the group realizes, and picks the girl up off the floor by her hair and drags her to a bed. He throws her face down on it and removes her pants.
Wanda moves closer to Vision as the man on the screen continues.
"I'm going to knock you up just to have them burn your tubes out of you. We'll test to see how well you can really heal yourself stupid bitch." He says as he finishes. He corrects himself before kicking the girl on the floor.
"Move your hair. I want to see how your present is doing." He says standing over the girl. She limply lifts an arm and swipes her hair out of her face, giving the group a good look. The face of a 13 year old Mae is shown. Both eyes blackened. A cloth stuffed into her mouth. Tears streamed down her face. Multiple cuts along her right jaw. None of these were the worst thing. The worst was the Hydra symbol carved into her face. It covered all of her left cheek, onto her forehead, nose, and chin. It was bloody and looked fresh.
"Ah, I see it's healing so nicely. This should help." Dickson says before spitting directly onto the bleeding mark. He then kicks her in the head, knocking her unconscious, and the screen turns black.
The team just stares at the black screen for a minute, each trying to process what they just saw. They all turn to Loki, already knowing the answer but want him to say it anyway, to see him standing stalk straight with one hand on Bucky's shoulder, the other clenched around a dagger.
He isn't looking at the screen or the group though, he's staring murderously in another direction. He nods at the group, not taking his gaze from the recipient, Dickson, who frowns all of a sudden and shifts in his seat as if he can feel Loki's eyes.
"How come we couldn't see the scars?" Clint asks, looking around the room.
"She has an illusion over them." Thor says. Everyone looks at him in question.
"She showed me one on her shoulder." He says with a shrug.
"The oaf is telling the truth." Loki confirms.
"How did she hold them when she didn't have her powers?" Tony asks.
"I held them for her. I figured it was for a reason." Loki says. The group goes through each memory, feeling worse the further they get. Raped, tortured, forced to harm others. Her protecting Bucky, Wanda, and Peitro by sacrificing herself. Gotten pregnant and sterilized over and over again, then no longer being able to conceive, damaged too badly, which leads to her losing her powers for those 2 days every few months, as they try to heal all the damage done in her body.
By the end, the group was horrified by what happened to her, proud of how strong she really was, terrified of what she could do, and mortified by their own actions. They had to find her...quickly, to make things right.
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Experiment 0666: an Avengers fanfic
FanfictionJust a girl. An experiment. Another lab rat created by Hydra. Their hidden weapon, just waiting for the perfect time to use her and show the world what they are capable of making, although unable to duplicate her. What happens when she gets found b...