𝖉𝖆𝖞𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙~𝖕𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖊𝖗 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟔

𝖇𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖆 𝖒𝖆𝖝𝖎𝖒𝖚𝖒 𝖘𝖊𝖈𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖍𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖞 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖕𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖓 𝖒𝖞 𝖇𝖚𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖙 𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙. i had lost count of how long we had been held here. while clint, scott, and sam were able to roam freely in their cells wanda and i were not so lucky. i could see her across from me sitting in her own cell bound by a mechanized straight jacket and collar that restricted her powers. i was bound by the same cuffs and collar from the street fight however there had been some tweaks in the technology that wrapped around me. when i first arrived here i put up a struggle whenever i saw them and once they had been clamped around me instead of knocking me out i was electrocuted around the neck by the collar.

every time i was deemed a misbehaving prisoner i was shocked so violently my knees buckled and my vision blurred. now don't get it twisted the tranquilizer was still in full effect as well. it seemed that when the guards took a break they would pump it in me until i wouldn't wake up usually until the next day. apparently tony had come by a few days ago when i was out cold on the floor of my cell. not that i was complaining i didn't really want to see him anyway. i didn't know what he had come here for but i could assume he pestered sam about steve's whereabouts.

i hoped they were ok over in sybreia.

when i wasn't sleeping involuntarily i daydreamed most of the time. since we couldn't really communicate with our cell mates i was left with my own thoughts. they varied from steve and bucky doing god knows what god knows where and if tony had ever found them. then to juno who was probably scared out of her mind at kamar-taj. my favorites were of my peter and gwen. i wondered what they were doing back home. i hoped they were happy there. despite my own feelings, i hoped peter had moved on and fallen in love again. he deserved better. i hoped gwen and flash got married and had some brainiac babies that were just like their mother.

i dreamed of my home.

i missed my home.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

i was woken up by gunshots.

i was coming off of the tranquilizer's effects and i was laying face down on the cold metal floor. my head was beating and my vision was barely coming back to me. i turned my head slowly to the thick glass door just in time to see a guard open fire and then fall to the ground dead a second later. my breath hitched in my throat as i tried to shove myself into the corner of my cell. i didn't know who was here or who they were here for and that only made my heart quicken in my chest.