TW: torture, suicidal thoughts, self harm, sadness
I lightly kiss the top of her head. I'll get us out of here.
3rd Person POV (Avengers)
The Avengers sat frozen staring at the screen. No one had spoken since Stane had hung up. It was not blank, but not too long ago it showed Peter's torture. None of them missed Alexandrya's cries of pain either. They knew the two were hurting.
"I bet they turned Bucky into the Winter Soldier again. That's why we didn't see him." Clint said, breaking the silence.
"Peter. Not Peter. My Peter. My Lex. My kids." Each Avengers' heart broke when Tony whispered this. They had known how attached Tony was to the kid, but they hadn't realized how much he cared for Lex as well. Steve stepped forwards.
"We'll find them, Tony. I pro-"
"DON'T." Tony cut him off.
"Don't make promises you can't keep. Just don't." Tony said and walked off presumably to search for the missing three.
One by one the Avengers left the room. Some to train. Some to be alone. Some to do something more than just standing there. One by one until Steve was alone.
No one was there to see him cry. The great Captain America. Supersoldier. No one was there when he broke down. His heart was broken. His Bucky was gone again.
1st Person POV (Alexandrya)
"LET HIM GO! TAKE ME INSTEAD!" I shouted as the guards grabbed Peter. I ran towards them and tried to fight. I was easily defeated.
"PETER!" I screamed. The door shut but I could hear him sobbing as he was dragged away. I was alone. Bucky had been taken already.
"Peter" I whispered as I cried.
You can't do anything right, can you? You foolish little girl. My father's voice filled my head.
USELESS ELF! You couldn't even protect your friends. Odin's voice accompanied him.
"No. I'm not useless. I'm strong." I say to myself.
If that were the case you wouldn't be here. You all would be safe.
You're a monster!
Murderer!
Waste of space!
Useless!
Weak!
Unimportant!
Their voices filled my head. It became too much. I screamed and punched the mirror, hard.
*TW: Self-harm*
The glass shattered. I felt nothing even as shards buried themselves in my skin.
I stood there and surveyed the damage. My eyes landed on a large piece of glass.
I picked it up. I gently poked the tip and watched with satisfaction as it pierced the tip of my finger.
They're right. I should have been stronger. It's my fault we're here. I didn't notice the change in Bucky. I didn't fight hard enough. They'll be better off without me.
I dragged the glass across my wrists, pressing hard.
I deserved it. I watched my blood bubble to the surface. I repeated the motion. 10 on each arm. It wasn't doing enough. 10 on each ankle. Still not enough.
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The Forgotten Goddess
FanfictionGrowing up as a half-Elven half-Asgardian was never easy on Alexandrya. Her mother died five years after she was born and her father didn't give a rats ass about her. Luckily for Alexandrya, she had two best friends to help her out. That is until he...
