Chapter 8

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⚠️TW⚠️ torture, abuse and needles.

"I won't let her out! You can't make me! Besides, she's dead!" I yelled at the man in front of me.

"Oh no! She's in there somewhere! It just depends on whether we have to force her out!" Strucker yells back at me, slapping hard in the face.

"If I wasn't stuck in this chair, you'd be dead." I spat at him.

"That's it! Start it up!" He orders one of the guards after putting a rubber guard in my mouth.

That's when it hits. An unbearable pain throughout my entire body. My screams fill the room almost instantly. My body goes limp after a long time though I'm still conscious.

"That's enough." Strucker instructs the guard.

I let out a sigh of relief as the pain stops. Guards undo the ties holding me to the chair. Strucker mumbles something that I can't make out. I'm being dragged to another room. He leads us to a familiar room. Then again, everything here is familiar. This was the experimentation room. The guards leg me on a cold, metal table and strap my arms to my side and my legs down so that I can't move. I wouldn't have been able to move anyway. My body was too weak. A scientist walks in with a cart with lots of needles and sharp objects.

"Ah I remember you. You wouldn't remember me though." The scientist said before picking up a needle and injecting me with a strange liquid. "Don't worry. You won't remember a thing." His voice was fading and everything went dark.

" His voice was fading and everything went dark

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I woke up back in my cell. The last thing that I remember was the scientist dude telling me that I won't remember anything.

Suddenly there was a loud bang and the room shook for a second. I listened closely and realised that we were being attacked. It must be them!

"Sloan!?" A familiar voice called from outside my door. "Sloan!? Where are you!?"

"Hey! I'm in here!" I yell as loud as I can while banging on the door from the floor my throat was still soar from the day before.

"Sloan!" It was Peter. "Oh thank god I found you!" He quickly opened the door before picking me off the floor and hugging me.

"Come on. We have to get out of here." Peter said urgently before grabbing my hand and running through the maze of a building. Eventually we ran into some guards.

"Oh shit." Peter and I said in unison.

"Ah Mr Stark? We need some help here." Peter said into his comms. "Yeah I've got her."

Peter and I looked at each other and nodded. We turned to the guards. They must've called for backup because there was more of them.

"So. Who's gonna make the first move?" I said sarcastically.

One of them walked swiftly towards me with a stick with a taser on the end. Since I couldn't use my powers, I had to fight the old fashion way

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