The Unexpected Avenger

Chapter 2

I groan softly as I open my eyes slowly. Blinking a few times I look around to see where I am. It looks like some kind of steel contraption or container thingy, I can't really make it out. My mind is still groggy. I sit up slowly and groan out in pain. Pain radiates through my whole body, but mostly from my head, arms and legs. I also notice that I'm still tied up.

"Genial, parece que los ecualizados lo disfrutan cuando otros están atados y rogen. Idiotas de la madre"(Great, looks like the freaks enjoy it when others are tied and begging. Motherfucking arseholes,) I say out loud to no one in particular.
"Ah, she's finally awake, but don't worry you'll join mummy dearest soon enough. Although it won't be as quick a death, so you'll have lots of time to think in your last moments before you go splat!" The leader says laughing like a maniac.

Fear shoots through me at his words andI start panicking. I keep my face emotionless but the bastard sees right through my facade and laughs harder while telling his goons to pick me up.
"Where are you taking me?" I ask as I struggle against their hold, but its futile.

He just keeps on laughing and his goons join in while taking me to the back where a door suddenly opens up and as I finally get what they are going to do to me, I struggle even harder against their hold, trying to break free as we approach the hangar door.

" This is for killing three with my best men, you little bitch," he says as we reach the hanger door and then he gives me a right hook straight to the jaw. My head snaps to the right from the impact and I taste blood in my mouth, feeling a tooth breaking out of my gums. I turn my head back to him and spit in his face, tooth hitting him in the eye and blood sprayed on his face. I give him a bloody grin. " There's a fucking souvenir for you, ya sick bastard. Now you can go make yourself a pwitty wittle necklace." I laugh at him when he gets furious, shaking my head.

I decide to take it a bit further and test his limits, just cause I already know that I'm going to die no matter what.
"Is that seriously the best you can do? Cause if it is, then, you hit like a five year old on a sugar rush. Guess steroids only helps to rebuild muscles but not great punches. Damn, my grandmother can pull a punch harder than you. You hit like a fucking pussy, no wonder your dick looks as small as my middle finger, probably why all the girls run from you. And I bet you're a momma's boy ain't ya." I say and the goons holding me starts to snicker, trying to hold their laughter. I actually laugh straight to his as he turns purple with anger. The only warning I get is a slight glint of silver before he stabs me in the gut. I gasp and look down seeing blood pool through my shirt. "Torture her a while before you drop her, got it?" He orders his goons who nod at him. He turns and walks away as tweedle dee and tweedle dum drops me to the ground. Both take out their switch blades and and start giving me deep gashes everywhere on my body. I groan through the entire process and bite my tongue to keep me from screaming out loud.

What finally pisses me off is when they decide that my face is a lovely place to finish their slicing and dicing. Tweedle dee places his knife right above my left eye and draws the blade downwards leaving a deep gash from above my left eye down to the middle of my right cheek. I feel my eyes changing and look right at them, but they don't seem to notice. Just as tweedle dum is about to carve up my face the plane shakes violently and they grab hold onto something to steady themselves while I roll out of the plane.
"Damn, I wish John was here," I say to myself as I fall through the sky. Closing my eyes I accept my fate. As I am falling i hear the sound of thrusters suddenly and open the eye that wasn't damaged and see an armored suit flying up to me. I stare at it in confusion thinking I was imagining it due to the blood loss, but when it catches me I looked up right into the face of the Tony Stark. My eyes, well eye, practically buldged out of it's socket.
"Hey, kid, you ok?" He asks, looking down to me as he flies to where ever the hell he came from. I just stare at him speechless, words stuck in the back of my throat.
"Ok, J.A.R.V.I.S give me the full specs on her injuries," he said.
"Sir, it appears that she has sustained several major injuries and is loosing blood really fast. She has a dislocated shoulder, a broken wrist, stab wounds to the stomach, several Lacerations along her body and if she doesn't get medical attention immediately she will go into cardiac arrest. Shall I notify Dr. Banner to prepare the med bay?" The A.I asked Stark.
"Notify him immediately, J. Hang in there kid, you're going to be just fine," he said.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., gather everyone in the lounge immediately I'm coming in hot."
"Very well, sir."