Trust Me, I Will Never Trust You.

Chapter 23

Xpel groaned as she slowly came back into consciousness, her head throbbing from being knocked out. She tried to move her hands, only to realise that she was bound tightly to a chair. Looking around, she saw that she was in her old cell with a single door leading out. She tried to use her powers to break free, but to her surprise, nothing happened.

A feeling of panic surged through her as she noticed the added weight of a bulky Hydra power restraint. The restraining device was tightly clasped to her right hand, causing her discomfort, a stark contrast to the comfortable, power-dampener cuff given to her by the Avengers.

While Xpel fought against her bindings, the entrance creaked open, and a pair of Hydra operatives marched in. Both were clad in black tactical attire, with one brandishing a gadget that resembled a stun gun and the other clutching a syringe containing a green solution.

Strucker appeared behind them, sporting an evil smirk as he uttered, "Ah, Project Xpel. I'm glad to have you back... although I cannot say the same for you." 

Xpel clenched her jaw and shot him a venomous glare, causing him to chuckle at her fight.

"Get her to talk," Strucker instructed before promptly leaving the cell, leaving Xpel to the agent's mercy.

Xpel knew what was coming next. She tried to struggle, but the agents held her down as the needle was injected into her arm. Her mind began to fog, and she felt herself slipping away.

She was then taken to a room where Hydra had set up their interrogation equipment. The room was dingy; the only sounds were the whirring of machines and the dripping of water.

One of the Hydra agents pushed her into a chair and fastened her to it. "We won't hurt you if you cooperate," he said.

Xpel gritted her teeth and refused to speak. The Hydra agent nodded to his colleague, who began to administer a series of electrical shocks to her body. Xpel tried to withstand the pain, but it was too much, and she began to scream.

The interrogation continued for what felt like hours. They beat her; they electrocuted her; they used every psychological technique they knew to break her. But Xpel refused to crack; she remained silent, determined not to betray the Avengers. Her friends.

• • •

Xpel's cell was dimly lit, with a small window high up on the wall that let in just enough light to see by. The walls were made of rough stone, cold and damp to the touch.

She was given a thin mattress on the floor and a bucket in the corner for a toilet. The cell smelled of urine and sweat, and bugs were crawling along the cracks in the walls.

The Hydra agents would come in at random intervals, wearing their black suits and masks. They never spoke to her, only gesturing for her to accompany them.

They would drag her out of her cell and take her to a small room, where they would begin the torture. The room was sparsely furnished, with a table in the centre and a few chairs against the walls.

Xpel was tied to the table with thick ropes, leaving her unable to move. The agents would then begin their work, using a variety of instruments to inflict pain on her.

They would start with physical torture, punching and kicking her until she was bruised and bleeding. Then they would move on to psychological torture, taunting her and playing mind games.

The electrical shocks were the worst part. The agents had a device that could deliver a jolt of electricity to any part of her body, causing intense pain. They would attach the device to her temples or fingertips and then turn it on, causing her body to convulse.

Xpel tried to resist, but the pain was too much. She would scream and beg for mercy, but the agents were relentless. They seemed to take pleasure in her suffering, laughing and taunting her as they worked.

Xpel's body began to waste away as the days turned into weeks. She was given only enough food and water to keep her alive, and the torture left her weak and disoriented.

She would have nightmares about the torture, waking up in a cold sweat with her heart racing. She would curl up in a ball on her thin mattress, wishing to be save, praying for it to end.

But it never did. The Hydra agents would always come back, always finding new ways to inflict pain on her.

Xpel was trapped, with no hope of escape. She was at the mercy of Hydra, and they seemed to have no intention of letting her go.

• • •

Days turned into weeks, and Xpel had become a shadow of her former self. The torture and brainwashing had taken their toll on her, leaving her weak and docile. She continued to wear the Hydra power suppressor cuff that prevented her from using her abilities and made her completely vulnerable.

One day, a new man arrived stating he was to be the new handler: Yassen Gregorovich.

He was a tall, imposing figure with cold, calculating eyes that seemed to bore into your soul. His movements were precise and effortless, and he could take down an opponent twice his size with ease.

The handler had a twisted sense of humour and would often taunt his trainees, making them feel inferior and weak. He enjoyed inflicting pain and would often leave his victims battered and broken, relishing in their suffering.

Xpel was his latest project, and he was determined to break her. Succeed where her past handlers had failed. He would push her to her limits, demanding more from her than she thought possible. He would laugh at her failures and mock her progress, driving her to the brink of insanity.

"Get up," he barked at Xpel, gesturing for her to follow him.

Xpel stood up, her body aching from the prolonged confinement in her cell. She followed the handler to a large training room, where other Hydra agents were sparring.

"You used to be one of the best," the handler said, circling around her. "Let's see if we can't bring that back out of you."

He lunged at her, and Xpel stumbled, barely avoiding his grasp. The handler laughed, taunting her and berating her every time she made a mistake.

Xpel was a quick learner, but her movements were slow and hesitant. Her body was weak and unresponsive, and the power suppressor cuff only worsened things.

The handler grew increasingly frustrated with her progress, and his training became more intense and brutal. He would slam her into the ground, twist her arms and legs until she screamed in agony, and force her to spar against multiple opponents simultaneously.

Through it all, Xpel remained determined to escape. She would watch for any weaknesses in her captors' defences, and would study the facility's layout, searching for any way out.

Hope you guys like it - to see who plays Gregorovich - Xpel's new handler and the other actors check out the credits x

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