they sold you out to hydra. but little did they know, they had been tricked by one of their own. too little too late, or can they get you back before you're too far gone?
"The serum's finally been recreated," Sharon said, passing off the briefcase containing the serum to one of the scientists. "Nagel just finished performing the tests on it. It should work fine."
"Should or will?"
"He's said it's been recreated with remarkable accuracy, though he made a few adjustments. The serum won't have the same physical changes as it did with St—ehem, Rogers. She'll look the same as she does now, but she'll receive all of the other benefits. He also said that there won't be a need for all of the original, complex machinery as before. A simple injection is all we need, just like a vaccination."
"Good. We can't afford the Avengers catching wind of this. Not yet, anyways."
"Not yet?" Sharon frowned. "I thought the whole point of selling The Doll out was to stop the Avengers from caring about her."
"Well, you ruined that plan, didn't you? You didn't make sure all the loose ends were tied up, and they figured out that you had misled them. An unaccounted for mistake, but we mustn't kick a gift horse in the mouse. We can, and we will, use it to our advantage."
That wasn't part of Sharon's plan. No, she thought the Avengers would be fine. That Hydra wouldn't send The Doll after them. Assassinating the Avengers would look too suspicious. It would look better if the Avengers were killed on a mission or in a far less obvious way. What was Hydra playing at?
And, if Sharon was being honest with herself, she wasn't looking forward to the idea that she would play a direct role in the death of the Avengers. For better or for worse, she did like being on the team. She only sided with Hydra because she felt betrayed by the team after the debacle with the Accords. Steve had promised that she would be okay and yet, he forgot about her. It wasn't until years later that he reappeared and helped her go back to her old life. By then, though, Hydra had already helped her, and she was now indebted to them. There was no backing out now. She'd made her bed, and now she must lie in it.
Your scream pulled her from her thoughts, her back perfectly straightening as she listened to your pained scream. She wanted to flinch, to look away, but she knew that eyes were on her. She couldn't afford to slip up. She would have nothing if she did. So, she stood there, back straight, eyes locked on you, as you writhed in the chair they strapped you in.
"I see the serum still comes with all the pain," he said.
"Of course it does. You can't go through those kinds of changes without being hurt in the process."
But, just as quickly as it started, your screams stopped, your body going limp in the chair. Sharon fought the urge to step forward, to see if you were okay. She wasn't sure why she cared. She never liked you much in the first place. You had always been part of the mission to her. But, you meant something to Bucky, and Bucky meant something to Steve, and Steve...Well, he meant a lot to Sharon. Even after everything that had happened.
"Кукла?" the man said as the scientists released your bonds. Slowly, your body arose, you looking at your handler. "Сломанный. Эксперимент. Красный. Вдова. Тринадцать. Убегать. Двенадцать. Мститель. Два. Предательство. Кукла?"
"Готов подчиниться."
"Убей ее."
And that was the last thing Sharon heard before your hands were wrapped around her throat and it all went black.
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