Fire Starter

Chapter Five: I Want to Go Home

               TRIGGER WARNING FOR SH

Aiden woke up to the plane bouncing along the runway, she rubbed her eyes and ran her fingers through her messy bangs, trying to get them to lay down. She stood up and followed the American out of the plane and onto the tarmac. The sun was bright here too, but it was different. There were palm trees everywhere and it was muggy and hot, it was nothing like the wide openness outside of the facility. They looked like they were in the middle of a swamp, there were men surrounding them, eying her carefully. They didn't trust her, it made sense, she didn't trust herself with some of her powers either.

"Miss Montgomery?" the American called, his voice rough.

"Yes sir?" she asked.

"Making sure you are still with us, follow me," he responded, snapping his fingers at her.

Aiden nodded her head and followed him; she shuffled her feet as she walked which seemed to annoy him. She wasn't used to wearing shoes, well not these, they weren't like the training shoes that she was accustomed to. They were different; they fell off her feet if she moved too quickly, and they were comfortable. The material of the dress was uncomfortable, it was too soft, not like the rough material of the clothes she wore back home. But HYDRA was never home, she knew that, nowhere was home. Home was gone, it left with her mother and her sister; her only hope for home was for her father to find her. But she gave up on that a long time ago, she wouldn't want herself either considering the facts. She followed him into a long black car and sat next to him, he made sure she sat next to him. She was seated in between him and another large man, they didn't put her near a window. Jokes on them, if she focused hard enough she could just disappear if she wanted too, but she didn't know how to do it on command. She counted the seconds in her head, it was an easy task she had mastered when she was in solitary. It helped keep her sane, kept her grounded, gave her some sense of normalcy because nothing was never normal. She counted two thousand, seven hundred seconds, she converted it in her head; that was three-fourths of an hour or forty-five minutes, before they pulled up to a large white mansion. She followed them out of the car, and into the house taking in everything. While the outside was large and clean, almost pristine looking; the inside was dirty almost and run down in some places. She followed him around and noticed the labs, she noticed large darkened glass doors and the screams that came from them. She shivered as she followed him to a room where the door was open.

"This is where you will stay." he announced.

She looked around and took in the bed, she hadn't had a real bed in so long. It had a white comforter on it and a pillow. Everything in here was blindingly white, the bed post was white metal. The wardrobe in the corner was white wood, even the large mirror had a white frame as it hung neatly on the wall. She noticed a door that connected to the room, she looked at it and saw that it was a bathroom, stocked with everything she needed, her eyes catching something on the counter. She quickly turned around to the American coming face to face with his chest.

"Where are we?" she demanded, taking a step back from him; he was standing too close to her.

"You are a feisty one aren't you, pet?" he announced, smirking at her in amusement.

She scoffed, "I'm not a pet." she spat out, she hated being called pet.

The man took a step closer to her and roughly grabbed her arm, "Trust me girl, I am not someone to make angry." he replied.