When the lift doors eventually opened, I was immediately recognised the red plush carpet of the bedroom level. I slowly walked over to my door, wiping away a stray tear rolling down my cheeks as I twisted the door handle and opened it up. I stepped in and shut it behind me, double checking I had locked it, before I let the tears flow. I tried to cry as quietly as possible, walking down the small hallway into the kitchen area, struggling to wipe away all of the tears flowing down my cheeks. I slowly climbed onto the bed, curling myself up into a tight ball and sobbing silently. My heart was pounding painfully against my chest and my whole body was shaking. I felt the monster in my stomach stir, taking advantage of my weakened state. I struggled to keep it down, clutching my hands to my chests. I continued to sob, trying to not choke on my sobs and trying to hold back the monster from breaking free.
Slowly, I ran out of tears to cry and my body was so emotionally exhausted that I just lay limply on the bed, my face and pillow soaked with tears. I wrapped my arms tighter around myself and let my eyes flutter shut.
"Here she is." A voice sneered in Russian, which I immediately noticed. "The rebellious experiment." I was roughly pulled into a completely metal room with a single grey chair in the middle. The hand around my thin arm squeezed painfully and I let out a feeble cry.
"Shut it bitch." The voice dragging me growled roughly. I tried to stand up as he dragged me, but my legs were weak and he was moving too fast. We reached near the chair and I was thrown onto the floor roughly, causing me to cry out in pain again. Someone stepped forward as I struggled to stand up and grabbed my hair, yanking my head back roughly. Tears immediately pricked my eyes and I winced from the bright lights, just making out the face of Strucker. I struggled in his grip, tears rolling down my cheeks and he just chuckled.
"This is what you get for speaking out." He smirked. "This will teach you to shut your mouth. You have no other life except here. This is where you belong." He yanked my hair back more and I cried out in pain, causing him to slap his gloved hand across my face sharply.
"Keep your mouth shut." He hissed, my cheek stinging painfully. He pulled me up onto my feet, still gripping my hair and threw me onto the chair. Several guards stepped forward and rolled me onto my back, pinning down my shoulders as I tried to struggle away. One of them slapped their hand over my face, muffling my cries of pain. They clipped metal bands around my forearms and ankles, pinning me too the table. They eventually stepped away, leaving me to struggle weakly in the restraints. Another person moved closer and I looked over with teary eyes to see Zola standing there, a screen in his hand. He swiped across it and there was the sound of a machine whirring behind me. I instantly began to struggle again, thrashing around in the bonds. Something metal clamped around my head and immediately, pain ripped through my skull. I screamed loudly, thrashing around violently as the electric pain pulse in my head, feeling like my brain was going to explode.
My head was filled with bright light and suddenly everything went blank and I fell limp. The metal thing was removed from my head and I heard voices nearby. One came closer to me.
"What's your name?" The voice growled in rough Russian.
"B12." I answered immediately, the only thing that popped into my head. I slowly opened my eyes, bright lights filling my vision.
"Good." The voice said smirked.
"Emily!" A voice yelled out and immediately I bolted upright. My chest was heaving and sweat was rolling down my forehead. There was the sound of crackling and I rubbed my teary eyes, scrambling back in shock when I saw that my whole bed was covered in fire.
"Emily!" The voice yelled again and I looked through the rising flames to see someone standing in a big red and gold metal suit. They were throwing water into the fire but it wasn't doing anything. The person in the suit noticed my fearful expression and a couple of seconds later, the face part of the suit disappeared revealing Tony's face.
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Loki Laufeyson - The Experiment {1}
FanfictionB12. That was what HYDRA had called her ever since she had been snatched from her parent's grasps at the young age of 4. She had been experimented on, tortured and pushed to her limits for so long that she was beginning to forgotten her old life. On...
