Jayden couldn't stay sitting any longer, so she hastily unbuckled her seatbelts. Ignoring the protests of Tony, Nat, and Thor, she stood and moved directly to the right wing, Theo passively watched on and placed himself on her now vacant seat.
"There you are!" Curls hollered as soon as she moved into sight. "I'm going to kill you! Murderer!"
She flinched, the words cut deep. Curls was right; she was a murderer, but not because of the person Curls believed.
"Please, just listen to me, I-"
"No, shut up! Shut up!"
"Jayden, get back to your seat!" Steve, sitting by the head of the cot, commanded.
She ignored him, eyes narrowing on her possible ex-friend. "I'm your best friend! Hydra has done something to your head! Snap out of it!"
"Shut up! Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!" Curls hysterically repeated, banging her head against the pillow below her. "Don't listen to her! She's one of them!"
"Again, I'm going to have to sedate you if you do not calm down," Steve repeated. Tony, from behind, placed a hand on her shoulder to steer her away.
Without glancing back, she flicked her hand, using gravity to push him away; she heard him stumble, and she kept him and the others away with a small gravity barrier.
"No. She's probably here because they ordered her to! You've got to believe me!"
"You're crazy. I would rather cut off my own arm!" Jayden snapped, taking a step forward for emphasis.
"Jayden, please, you're making it worse." Bruce urged, but she remained unmoved.
"She should be strapped to this table! I haven't done anything wrong!"
"I'm sorry, but I warned you, Bruce?" Steve glanced at the man, who nodded and quickly prepared a sedative.
Curls went limp as soon as he injected it into her IV; the adults either sighed or turned their attention to Jayden, whose eyes didn't shift away from the sleeping body; her expression blank.
"You should be careful not to let her put her hands together. She can teleport." She numbly informed, releasing gravity.
"Jayden..." Tony placed his hand lightly on her back, but she flinched away, his touch making her wounds flare.
She turned to return to her seat but paused as Tony remained still, his palm up in front of him as he stared at it in horror.
"Okay, Bruce needs to have a look at you right now."
"It's nothing," she disagreed; she would've backed from his incredulous stare if she didn't have Steve and Bruce behind her.
"Nothing? This looks like a whole lot of somethings to me, Jayden," he scoffed, turning his hand to reveal the blood that coated it.
Damn. It leaked through the bandages.
"Okay, Bruce?" Steve called, taking wide, urgent strides towards her.
"I don't want to." She emphasised, trying to back away, but there was nowhere to go; the Avengers were already surrounding her.
"You've got no choice," Tony barked, appearing he was one second away from snatching her from the ground to physically force it on her.
"Why not, Jayden?" Steve, looking a little calmer, questioned with a frown.
"Because it's nothing!" she seethed. "It's been the same for a month. I'm used to it! You said they wouldn't get me again, and they did! I needed you, but you weren't there. None of you were!"
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Unforeseen¹
FanfictionJYD2641 had enough. In her seven years, she's only ever known the cruel hands of her doctors, who were determined to make her the next Winter Soldier. All she'd ever known was death, pain, and fear. Instead of a parent's loving embrace, she had the...
