Unknown Revenge {An Avengers Fan-Fiction}

Chapter Five

My eyes flittered open as I grabbed my throbbing head. I looked around soon realising
I wasn't in my usual apartment building.
In one swift move I was on my feet. I bought my hand to the glass around me.
I was in a replica of Loki's cell.
Because by the look of things I wasn't inside there giant flying ship thing,
I was in Avengers tower.
I sat down, my back pressed against the glass.
I wonder if I broke the glass would I still fall hundreds of feet?

I jerked my head up when I heard a muscular voice.
"Excuse me ma'am, if you wouldn't mind but to stand and come with me." I looked up and there stood the guy who had knocked me out with his shield, Steve Rodgers aka Captain America.

I followed the captain down the hall as 20 armed SHEILD agents surrounded me, I had a small feeling that they didn't trust me.
I invited myself to take a seat at one of the chairs in the centre of the room. A SHEILD agent walked in securing my hands into cuffs that were secured to the table, I swear I saw him wince when I looked up at him. Two armed agents stood behind me as 'Patchy The Pirate' walked in aka Nick Fury.

"So your the one behind the murders of these HYDRA agents and occasionally civilians. To be quite honest with you I thought it was going to be a guy." He said standing in front of me, drumming his fingers on the table.
My jaw clenched, woman were underestimated these days.
"Lets skip to the point, who are you?" He questioned
I didn't answer, instead I kept the blank look on my face.
"Miss, I am only asking you one simple question. Who are you? Don't make this harder then it already is."
Don't make this harder then it already is? He was only asking me a few questions. I huffed, lazy.
"Why'd you do it?" He questioned. As if I'd answer him there my enemy, I thought as I leaned back in my chair.
He stood up and walked out.
This was going to be fun.

Clint Barton walked in aka Hawkeye, or as I like to call him Katniss Everdeen.
"Are going to talk to me or not, or are we wasting our time here?" He said taking a seat. I tried to hold it in but I couldn't.
"I volunteer as tribute." My voice just above a whisper yet strong and amused.
"What?" He questioned, caught by surprise. I didn't answer instead a small smirk tugged at my lips.
He shrugged it off asking
"I'll ask you again, who. are. you?" He talked slowly as if he was speaking to a toddler. Once again I couldn't help myself.
"I am you farther." I muttered in my best Darth Vader impression. I could just imagine the smirks tugging at everyone else's lips. Hawkeye sighed, trying to not let it show that he was amused yet frustrated. I looked down at my hands as I waited.

"I see you don't like to answer questions." The statement came from the man himself, Captain America. I scoffed, no I love to be stuck in a room with superheroes asked the same old questions, note sarcasm. We sat in silence as he studied me.
I didn't talk hoping to drag this silence out testing the old mans patience.
"Who are you?" He said calmly.
"Why are you here?" I didnt answer. The silence dragged out.
Just to push his buttons even more I let an evil smirk dance across my face as a low chuckle escaped my lips.
Minutes past as we sat there. He coughed standing up and walking out, but not looking frustrated. As he was about to leave, I spoke up.
"God bless America."
I could just hear the chuckles from everyone..

I waited until the door opened again.
"So angel, you don't talk much, only sarcasm?
Ya know what I like you already." Tony walked in taking a seat and dumping a plate of steak and roast vegetables in front of me. I just looked at it.
"Its food you eat it." He said pushing it towards me more. He sighed grabbing a potato and shoving it in his mouth. He swallowed
"See it's not poisoned." He shrugged. I stared at it, as much as it was making my mouth water I wouldn't.
"More for me then." He shrugged and bought the plate close to him greedily scoffing it down. I just looked at him with disgust.
He finished as he wiped his mouth on his sleeve then standing up to leave.
"Thanks for that babe." he smiled winking at me.

I sat back in my chair and waited, this was becoming all to familiar.
As the door opened one last time. I looked up and there stood Natasha aka deadly Russian assassin named Black Widow.
Her neck was only slightly bruised from my attack other wise she looked unscarred from it.
"Look I'm not here to listen to any of your funny games, so why don't you work with me here and make this easier for both of us." Her face was blank as she towered over me.
She slapped her hands against the table in front of me but I didn't dear flinch.
"Now, who are you?"
The air was huge with silence, tension so thick I was choking on it.
"What's with the rosé?" She questioned leaning in to me.
"A gift." I hissed.
"So there is no real reason for it." She nodded to herself.
"You murder, why?" But I didn't answer. I gave her a deadly stare. But she didn't break my gaze only send it right back to me.
If looks could kill we would both would be long gone.
"Your evil, you murder people for what exactly?" My jaw clenched.
She was good
"Why do you care, SHEILD doesn't even like HYDRA." I spat. The first real sentence I'de spoke since I'de been here. She stared at me up and down, sussing me out.
"Your broken but you won't try and mend it. Instead you hide in the shadows, pushing it away. You chose the dark path thinking it was the only way out. You never know when your going to break, even though you come close to it everyday. Your a monster.
Your a nightmare in disguise." Her face blank but her voice low. I don't know what happened but something she said hit me, hard.

My eyes slowly turned purple, growing darker by the second. The bars around my hands disintegrated into ash. I felt everyone tense, waiting for a fight to break out. Thick bars of steal came down covering the wall, lockdown.
They're afraid.
I stood up to my full height, the chair I sat in flew backwards. The room temperature dropped as the flights flickered. The table went up in a purple flame. Black Widow took a step back but didn't break our vicious stare. I stepped forward through the flame.
"I don't care about the path I've chosen, I don't care if I'm not forgiven, I don't care if I'm feared. I seek unknown revenge." My voice low dripping with poison. She was right I was a

'Nightmare In Disguise.'

A/N

So now you know more about 'her.' Her nana said something about her name but that was just a nickname. And if its not making sense yet keep reading it will soon come together.

Gem xx