Social-Suicide

Villain

"she's the monster you created"
                                                         -Anonymous

I woke up in a dark musky room with no sign of light

'Where am I' I wondered to myself

"Our boss wants to see you now" a man said with a look of indifference on his face

He then grabbed my arm an dragged me into another room. Once inside I saw Natasha laying on a metal bed with an older looking man standing beside her.

"What'd you do to him" I heard Natasha ask with anger in her tone

The man chuckled "do you have feelings for him Natalia" he questioned

She didn't answer she just looked at me, not knowing what to say. For the first time I actually saw fear in the red head.

"Because you know what we do to people who have feelings" he added

She nodded and the doors opened again.

"Wanda?" She asked in almost a whisper "that's impossible she's dead" she said

The man chuckled "was"

"What do you mean wa-" before she could finish the girl walked over to her and a flash of red came out of her hands

Natasha passed out cold

"What did you do to her" I asked both concerned and angry

The man chuckled and the young girl walked up to me next thing I know I saw the same sparkle of red I had seen moments ago.

I woke up in a dark room similar to the one I was in earlier, I looked around and found Natasha strapped to a table. She was asleep but she was not at peace the door opened and a tall man walked in he had a little bit of muscle. He walked up to Natasha and caressed her cheek, Natasha opened her eyes immediately fear present in her emerald green eyes.

"Shh" the man said as he held a finger to his lips "I just want to have fun"

"Stay away from me" she said venom in her tone

He chuckled "you can't do anything your strapped to a table" he said as he towered over her

She tried hard to break the straps but failed. The man placed a desperate kiss on her lips. I wanted to fight him, I wanted to knock him out dead but some kind of force stopped me. The door opened again and a tall brunette man with a metal arm walked in and punched the other man unconscious.

"James" she breathed out tears fall down her cheeks

He sighed and took a blanket wrapping it around her "I'm here Talia" he said gently as he rubbed her back comfortingly

He then picked her up bridal style and carried her out of the room.

Then a light flashed and I was in a ballet studio.

"Your late" a older woman stated as Natasha walked in to the studio

Natasha looked younger here maybe 5th or 6th grade.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again" she replied

The woman scoffed "better not, hate to see what mommy and daddy would do to you"

'What would they do to her' I wondered to myself

Natasha nodded before beginning to stretch. After she was done stretching it was time for her to start.