The Reaper's Keeper

Chapter 3

You remained in your bed, wide awake. After Natasha had carefully explained to you everything that had transpired in the last 72 hours, you feel numb. You pursed your lips not saying a word at all.

Avengers. I'm in the Avengers' tower. Not in the doctor's lab...

Natasha left you after some time, saying about bringing you some food. Food will be nice...

At the mention of the food, you noticed how hungry you were. Clutching at your hungry stomach, you won't come to care if it's just another tasteless food.

When Natasha came back, you don't recognize the items she brought back except for one. You stilled at the sight of it. You jerked your gaze away from it and concentrated on your hands.

"Here you go, I hope you like pb & j sandwich since it's the only food available at the moment." Natasha handed you a plate of what she said. You don't even know what that is but it sounded and looked better than anything you had.

You brought the sandwich on your lips and warily took a bite from it. You can't help but moan at the taste. You took your time relishing the meal, forgetting your companion for a moment.

Natasha cleared her throat. Looking up from your sandwich to face her, you hinted a faint blush on her face.

"We have some questions for you. I'm afraid my other companions won't take your silence as an answer." You nodded meekly at her. The redhead took this as a sign and sat in the chair facing you.

"I asked for them I'd question you alone first, they might overwhelm you," this Natasha is surprisingly kind and soft, not what you expected her to be.

"What's your name?"

"Y/N..."

"Any last name?" You could only shake your head at her.

"I don't have one..."

"Okay Y/N... Can I call you Y/N?" You nod at her.

"What are you doing on that facility? Do you know where your parents are? You look not more than a 17 year old girl..."

"I'm 19..." you meekly said. The redhead raised her perfectly trimmed eyebrow at you.

"I grew up in there... What do you mean by "parents"?" you genuinely asked her.

"You know, a mother and a father?" Natasha confusedly answered.

"I don't have that... I only have the doctor."

"I've been hearing this doctor a lot. Is he the one who raised you?"

"Yes" Natasha nods in acknowledgement. She motioned for you to keep eating, and you did so.

You finished your meal with a swig of water and set the plate on the table next to you.

"One last question, do you recognized this?" She raised the mask so you could see it clearly. Your eyes visibly widened and it didn't go unnoticed by the redhead.

"You know who this mask belongs to, don't you?" you avoided her gaze. You can't tell a lie. You can't tell the truth either.

"It's the doctor's, isn't it?" you hugged your knees still avoiding her gaze. She doesn't know yet... They cannot know.

"It's fine. No one will harm you, especially here." Natasha tries to reassure you. She pats your leg before standing up.

"If you need anything, just press this button here. I'll come back again later." You heard the cell hissed.

You laid back down and closed your eyes. This must be a dream, isn't it?

I hope I don't wake up from this blissful dream.