Chapter 10
"Conner, Conner!" My eyes slowly open and I see Modi shaking my shoulders.
"Is he awake?" I hear Azari ask.
"He's coming to." Modi says. "What happened?" He asks
"The Winter Soldier, he took Abigail. When he came up here he gassed us. Conner got the first hit of it though." Pip says
"This is all my fault, I should've gotten to Abigail." Modi says.
I slowly sit up, "It's not your fault Mod, we all should've been there for her. But right now we can't dwell on that, we've gotta find her." I say
Abigail Rodgers
I open my eyes and lift my head up. My neck hurts and I look around the room, my arms are binded to a chair by metal braces, as are my legs. I quickly begin to struggle at the loose cuffs and then feel them tighten onto my arms and legs.
Suddenly another metal bar comes from behind me and wraps around my torso. I look down and see I'm in my mission suit and my dress and shoes lay thrown to the side. Suddenly the door opens to the room I'm in and a man walks inside. He wears a grey suit and his face is old.
"If I were you, I'd stop struggling. That chair was designed to keep people in it. If you struggle it will just tighten up and you'll die." He says and walks over to a tray next to the chair I sit in. He picks up a knife from it and shoves it into my leg.
I scream and as I pull back the chair tightens at the leg I pulled and I yell from the doubled pain. A small group of other men walk into the room holding guns.
"Don't worry about her, she's not going anywhere." The old man says and the men lower their guns. i grin wickedly at the men.
"Not sorry about the black eye." I say
"Why don't I give you one?" The man asks me.
"Alright that's enough, you'll get your turn, for now wait outside, I've got questions for her." The old man says and the men that came in turn around leave the room.
"Now, I'm gonna ask you some questions and-"
"I'm gonna answer them or you'll torture me?" I ask closing his sentence. The old man smiles and pulls the knife from my leg. I yell in pain and the chair grips tighter onto my leg. I yell and look down to my leg.
The suit pants come short of my ankles and I see my leg turning a purple color. I stare at my leg in terror. "Oh, damn shame. If you continue at this rate the leg will snap and, you'll be out a right leg." The old man says and holds a knife in front of my face.
"Now let's answer those questions yes?" He asks.
"I'd rather die than give tell you anything about my friends." I spit at him.
"That's just a damn shame then." He says and scratches my side with the knife. I scream and the bar around my waist gets closer to it.
"Just tell me. What. Did. Fury. Tell you?" He asks
"He told me to tell you, 'Go to Hell.' I say and spit in his face. He calmly wipes my saliva from his eyes and swings a punch across my face. "You know, I know things that your father has never told you. I wonder what would happen if you did know. Because they say those memories can destroy a man of your father's will. What will they do when you come knowledgeable of them?" The man asks me.
"I've dealt with a god before you know. The things he told. The secrets I've heard of your worthless puppy you call the Winter Soldier. And while I've been at S.H.I.E.L.D Anything you attempt to do to me just know this. I've. Had. Worse." I say and lean back in the chair.
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Young Hero Daughter of legend
Action15 year old Abigail Rogers is called into battle when the avengers seek help from their younger recruits. She's lived her normal life, but normal only works for so long.