SHADOW [Avengers: AOU]

XIII. Vision & The Blonde

"What the hell are you suppose to be?"

New week. New nanny for Jacqueline. Captain America was a pain and a slight bore that she had inured for a week. Steve either tried to make her do training and exercise--which she full out refused to do--or made her ended up helping him and his fellow Avenger, Sam Wilson aka Falcon to hunt down a mysterious man with a metal arm. She spent most of her time in the meeting room with the two, looking through different pictures that was taken of the man posted all over maps. He was hiding. And was damn good at it too.

Not only was that the highlights of her week. During the day at any time when around others or not, she would end up dropping to the ground, clawing at her arms, stomach and chest while being in a tremendous amount of unexplainable pain. Her body felt as if it had caught on fire and her insides where ever so slowly being torn apart. Many times Agents had just stand there watching her writhe in agony on the ground, a minute later calling for help.

Other times Steve or Natasha would come running to her aid--which surprised her that the woman whom she's only seen once or twice, and a man who watched over her for a week would come so quickly to her rescue--but Jacqueline refused their help and waited the pain out. For an hour if she really had too. Neither of them could help her. Even though they both really wanted too. Throughout the last few nights Jacqueline would wake up from her slumber, shaking in terror.

No longer did memories of the past haunt her, but new nightmares created by the Source's twisted being. Last night was the worst of them all. She had dreamed of her parents, alive and well. She was relieved and happy. Until everything turned dark green and she attacked them both, draining their souls. Killing them in a heart beat.

Their eyes sockets blackened, the smell of burnt flesh in the air. She ended up screaming bloody murder in her wake.
Tears falling down her cheeks, crying out while her parents own horror filled screams rang through her ears.

Jacqueline knew that the Source was evil and wanted her to surrender to it and give in, or prove that she could get the cuffs off herself. But this...this was something completely uncalled for.

Steve was the first person to reach her room and break open her door, Sam and Natasha catching up behind him. They all had been awaken from their sleep at the sound of her screams that racked their whole side of the building. After checking the live video feed from her room, that showed the girl screaming her head off confirmed to the three that something was wrong with the teen. Jacqueline was sitting on her bed, her and clothes damp and skin glistening with sweat, silent screams escaping her mouth as her throat had became tight from all her crying.

Natasha and Sam watched with warily from the doorway as Steve reached out a hand to touch her shoulder, but Jacqueline jerked her arm away and shrieked. "DON'T TOUCH ME! D-DON'T TOUCH ME! MAMA, PAPA!" she screamed, jumping away from the super solider and onto the ground, crawling on the cold floor far away from them all. She went to the nearest corner of her room and leaned on the wall, curling her body against it while her hands holding her sides tightly.

"I didn't kill them, I didn't kill them, I didn't...Hydra killed them. I didn't kill them..." She whispered to herself over and over, her body shaking every few seconds. The three adults watched with wide eyes. Not knowing what to do. Sam and Natasha left first and Steve was the very last. But he slid down on her wall outside her door not wanting to leave, pulling his knees up to his chest.

"I know you didn't Jacqui, I know you didn't." He whispered softly.

It was morning now. At least that's what she assumed.