We didn't leave Wanda's room that day at all. Pepper brought up lunch, dinner and any snacks in between that we needed. This saved us from having to deal with Tony, who Pepper said would be suffering through the hangover for the rest of the day, and in my case, Loki.
We alternated between watching movies and playing card and board games that Yelena snuck out to get. They had to teach them all to me, but thankfully they were patient when it took me a little while to understand . Once everyone seemed way too eager to kick each other out after a heated game of Quick Monopoly, we gave the board games as rest and just lazed around eating snacks.
The only time we left Wanda's room was to go to sleep in our own rooms just after 7 o'clock. We double checked that the hallway was clear, because knowing Tony he probably would have tried to have given us a lecture, before we each darted into our own rooms.
I took a quick warm show, changing into warm pajamas before I slowly slid under the blankets. My head was still buzzing with too much energy and I kept tossing and turning, unable to relax properly and I thought over everything that had happened yesterday. It was well past 10 o'clock before I managed to surrender to sleep.
I was standing in the HYDRA training room, dressed in my familiar mission gear with a Glock hanging loosely in my right hand. My eyes were focused on the practice dummy hung to the wall about twenty metres away from me, watching as it was rearranged. The moment the agents fixing it up moved away, I shifted my position, raising my hand up and lining the gun up to the target on the dummy's head before pulling the trigger. The bang echoed loudly in my ears and I winced, only slightly, before I slowly lowered my hand.
"Horrible." A voice spoke in Russian, and I immediately knew it was Strucker. "You missed it, again."
I looked back over at the dummy and saw that I had completely missed the target on its head, for a third time. I clenched my jaw and cracked my neck, cursing myself for not concentrating more. I could hear Strucker's footsteps coming towards me, but I knew better than to move away as he hit me hard on the back of my head, causing pain to immediately blossom from where I was struck. I felt tears prick my eyes but I fought them back, knowing it would only get me punished worse. Instead, I kept my eyes firmly trained on the dummy, not letting my eyes stray from the bullet hole in the wall.
"Do better." Growled Strucker in my ear, his breath grating over my neck.
I slowly raised my gin again, taking a second longer this time to aim before pulling the trigger. The force of the gun caught me off guard this time, but I still managed to keep my ground. Unfortunately, when I lowered the gun, I saw that I had hit the dummy's head, but not the part that Strucker wanted.
"Horrible." He repeated in a low tone before yelling directly into my ear. "Are you fucking blind? There is a red dot on the head, why can't you fucking hit it? I thought you were better than this. You're a waste, a fucking waste."
He raised his hand to strike me again, but I was disorientated from the yelling that my instincts kicked in and just as his hand was about to touch me, I dodged and grabbed it, twisting it behind his back. However, he was stronger than I anticipated and punched me square in the jaw, immediately breaking it before he elbowed me into the stomach. I let go of his arm and stumbled away, winded, and he took the opportunity to kick me in the ribs, sending me flying into a nearby wall.
"Fucking weak." He sneered, stalking over to me, flexing his arm that I had pinned. I tried to get up off the floor, but he just stamped a foot down onto my left arm that had been laying to the side. I heard the bones cracking and I swallowed a scream of pain, curling myself up into the fetal position as I tried to brace for more pain. I heard the distinctive sound of a gun loading and a second later, I felt the familiar sting of a bullet loading itself into my side. A small whimper escaped my lips and Strucker kicked my broken ribs.
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Loki Laufeyson - Saviour {2}
FanfictionHaving been taken into the Avengers only a year ago and surviving her kidnapped by HYDRA, Emily had finally felt like she had a place to belong and she is slowly feeling accepted. She has managed to control her powers it feels like everything in her...