Avengers Colour Soulmate AU- Book 2

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You woke up in a cell.

The walls around you were dark gray and stone. There wasn't a single piece of furniture, nor was there a window. The only light came from a singular lightbulb above you. The door was iron, heavy, and locked.

You were sitting on the floor, which was also made of cold stone. You could feel the coolness seeping through your buttocks.

Your wrists were loosely chained in iron links connected to the wall behind you. They were long enough that they would not hinder you if you wanted to stand, but you would not be able to raise your arms above your head if you were standing. You could only think this was so you couldn't break the lightbulb and have a shard of glass as either a weapon against whoever had taken you, or as a means of self harm.

"Hello?" You called out.

No one that you expected to answer you, answered you. Instead, a voice muffled, seemingly behind you asked, "Y/N?"

"Elizabeth?" You asked, uncertainly.

"Yeah, are you okay?"

"I'm unharmed. Where are we?"

"I don't know. I've only been awake for a few seconds." She said.

You both fell silent as you heard footsteps marching through the hallway. The door to your cell opened and a tall man with short cut, dark hair entered. He was neatly dressed in black jeans and a simple dress shirt and blazer.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"Y/N." You replied.

He nodded and then said, "I apologize. You were not supposed to be taken. However, I'm afraid you'll have to stay a little longer until we are done."

You blinked. "What do you mean? My house was targeted!"

"We were after the other girl. The one with the water powers." He sighed.

You were silent at that. They wanted Elizabeth?

"Why?"

"Don't concern yourself with it. Bring her some food. I'm afraid this is the only room for you however. Don't worry, we'll release you after we're done."

He was gone in another instant and you could hear him entering Elizabeth's room next to you.

Done with what?

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You had no idea what time it was. You had been taken well care of. They had brought you a fruit salad, the fruit was fresh and you had eaten it slowly.

Next to you had been silent except for the opening and closing of the door. You wondered if it was guards that were going in and out, or if they had taken Elizabeth somewhere.

You also wondered if her child had survive in the blast. Had she miscarried? You felt terrible and you wish you could know.

Later, though you weren't sure when, You heard Elizabeth's voice sing out.

London Bridge is falling down,
Falling down, falling down,
London Bridge is falling down,
My fair lady.

That was it. You waited, but that was all that she sang. And you drifted into sleep.

You soon got used to the routine of the place. They fed you three times a day, always good food. About two hours after your third meal, Elizabeth would sing another verse of London Bridge.

That was the only way you knew that it was time to sleep. By the time she was finished with the whole song, 15 days had passed.

London Bridge is falling down,
Falling down, falling down,
London Bridge is falling down,
My fair lady.