I'm Not Who You Think I Am- Peter Parker x Y/N(fem!reader)

19. Memories

Vision nods then cautiously extends his arms and gently places his fingertips to the temples on either side of my head.

I feel almost a sort of pulse of electricity travel through my brain. I close my eyes as I see images in my head. It's like Vision is flipping through channels, and each channel is one of my memories.

I see everything from opening the door to see Wanda and Vision just a few hours ago, to collapsing into Peter's arms on the sidewalk during my attack. I see Peter singing as I strum my guitar, and me admitting to Peter that I love him.

I see more things that happened within the past few months, my sleepover with MJ, my first date with Peter, him telling me he's Spiderman, me telling him I'm a S.H.I.E.L.D agent.

Then there's memories from all the way back when I met Peter, and Ned, and MJ.

Memories from when I first walked into the Avengers tower. From when I first met everyone.

Vision keeps flipping though the channels in my mind, all the way back to the Red Room, the torture, the guns, the death. I saw my best friend from the Red Room, bff/n, I saw us assembling and disassembling guns in 10 seconds flat. I saw us sharpening knives and going on missions together.

Vision turns to another channel.

It's blank, static, as if the channel is missing.

The electric current going through my brain increases and becomes more painful. It was painful before but tolerable, now the pain keeps increasing and increasing and I let out a small scream. I collapse to the floor and hug my knees. The static is still there but it starts to fade into an image.

Peter POV

Y/N lets out a scream and I start to stand up to go hold her but all of a sudden I'm pushed down by something red that I realize is Wanda's power. She sends me a telepathic message somehow, I hear her voice in my head saying "Don't, if you touch her she will break from her mental state and this would all be for nothing."

I sit back down and Y/N lets out another scream as she collapses to her knees. There's nothing I want more than to wake her up from whatever pain she's going through, to hug her and tell her she's ok.

But I can't, or else the pain she's experiencing would be useless. It was her choice, she deserves to know the truth, whether that truth is good or bad. And I know that even if I tried to go to her Wanda wouldn't let me. So I stay seated, and I hate every second of it.

Y/N POV

The static starts to simmer away but the pain is still there.

As the static goes away I see dark a room with cement walls. The floor and ceiling were made of cement too.

I look to the left and beside me there is a girl I recognize from my division strapped to a metal operating table type thing. We must be eight or nine.

She's slim and a bit shorter than me by the looks of it. She has bright green eyes and dirty blonde hair. She has a tear streaked face and she's shaking with fear. Cuts and bruises all over her.

A man comes into the room along side Drekov. The man has an octopus emblen on his uniform. Hydra. The man is holding something in his hand, its gold and glowing blue.

Loki's scepter.

The man walks over to the girl next to me with a menacing smile on his face. He stands in front of the girl and slowly lifts the scepter, bringing the tip of it to the girls forehead. She tries to move away but the restraints are holding her in place. She's crying even more now, slightly shaking her head, pleading for him not to do it.

The scepter touches her forehead. It glows brighter and blue consumes the whole room. The girl lets out a blood curdling scream.

Then it all stops. The light returns to its normal dim glow. The girl lays there on the table, lifeless.

She's dead.

The scepter killed her. And now they're coming for me.
The man yells at a person in the other room to "Get the body out of here!" He turns to me and looks at me for a few seconds. Then he says to the man waiting by the door "This one's strong, top of her division. We'll try both of them. If she lives we will have a weapon strong enough to take down S.H.I.E.L.D."

The man by the door nods then goes out. A few minutes later he comes back with a small silver case in his hands.

He holds the casd facing the man with the scepter and opens it. A green light comes from the brief case and the man with the scepter picks up the object. It's the other stone I saw. He attaches the green stone to the scepter. The blue and green lights radiating off of the stones blend together and make a beautiful teal color.

He looks at me, and I only see malice in his eyes. Next thing I know, the point of the scepter is resting on my forehead. It hurts like hell. Like I was stabbed a thousand times, died then burned at the stake in hell.

The teal light covers the room as I scream at the agonizing pain. I scream and scream until my throat hurts. And it's over.

The pain simmers away and I open my eyes, a black aura radiates off my body, I feel faint, like I'm goimg to pass out. And I did.

Author's note
Only 30 words off but I wanted to leave you off on a cliffhanger.

Sorry this is so late. I have been having writers block lately and I've been pretty tired.

Here's your meme

This is so true though 😂

Hope you liked it.

Bye!