Subject 25.14

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The Subject woke up in a room handcuffed to a bed, he looked around to see that there were hundreds of others in the same predicament as him, the only difference, they were all girls. he was the only boy in the entire room. He looked and some of the other children were waking up, their demeanour however was indicating that they were not uncomfortable with the concept that they had just woken up chained to a bed.

As the Subject looked around the handcuffs unlocked, soldiers burst into the room armed with guns, this was so far the first thing to spook the girls in the room, the Subject felt like he had a sense of Deja-vu with the whole situation. Before he could apprehend that mental line of inquiry someone walked in with a a strange looking soldier. All the girls stood to attention, but the Subject always considered that a sign of respect, and respect has to be earned.

 All the girls stood to attention, but the Subject always considered that a sign of respect, and respect has to be earned

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He stood there glaring at the man, and the man noticed.

"Look at you, so brave, standing up to me huh, okay, I'll make you a deal, you fall in line and I keep these girls alive." The man said in a gravelly voice with a thick Russian accent.

"If you wanted to kill me or these girls you would have done so by now, the fact that you haven't tells me you still need them, General Dreykov." The Subject said as he looked Dreykov square in the eyes.

Dreykovs response was to take a pistol from the strange soldier and shoot a girl in the head with it, killing them instantly. Her lifeless body fell limp to the floor as the Subject stood there, shock being overtaken by the rage at a senseless death.

"Do not think any threat I make empty. Y/N Romanoff. You will want to hold onto that name, while you still have one." Dreykov said as he left gesturing for someone to remove the dead girl from the room.

Y/N read the room and realised all the girls were willing to kill him or anyone else Dreykov asked them to. He was a pilgrim in an unholy land.

"What do you want with me?" Y/N asked as he realised he'd have to go along with the ploy until he knew a way out.

"Follow, me and don't try anything, you soldier, bring one of the girls with us. If he attempts anything, kill her." Dreykov said as Y/N followed him. He began mentally mapping out the layout of the corridors, Dreykov was walking silently as Y/N could see women training with pistols and all of the weapons his mother uses. Dreykov wasn't just alive, but so was the Red Room. He was led to a room with a strange chair at the centre, when Y/N looked to Dreykov, the man simply pointed at the chair. Y/N hesitated before looking back to the girl held at gunpoint by the soldier.

Y/N sat into the chair and was strapped to it.

A machine descended onto Y/Ns face, it covered up his left eye and his right temple

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A machine descended onto Y/Ns face, it covered up his left eye and his right temple. Y/N was beginning to worry, with good reason. The chair began to flash in his eye and give him light electric shocks, his screams filled the room as he was electrocuted, Dreykov watched, not even flinching at the boy screaming in agony. As the chair paused for a moment Y/N caught his breath.

"What is your name soldier?" Dreykov asked as he looked Y/N in the eyes.

"My name is Y/N Romanoff, son of Natasha Romanoff, Aveng--AAAAAGH!" Y/N began to scream as the machine started again, the process renewing, his tortured screams echoing through the facility.

"The mission's not over." Dreykovs voice repeated over and over as imaged of working for the Red Room and a target profile of Nat flashed in Y/Ns left eye.

" Dreykovs voice repeated over and over as imaged of working for the Red Room and a target profile of Nat flashed in Y/Ns left eye

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"You serve the Red Room, and The Mission's not over." Dreykov said as Y/N tried to resist.

"No! My name is Y/N Romanoff, son of Natasha Romanoff, Avenger." Y/N mumbled as the images of Nat's target profile flashed in his eye again.

"She betrayed us, she's your mission, the mission's not over." Dreykov said as Y/N struggled.

The process continued for three weeks. The brainwashing slowly but surely taking over, it terrified Y/N, he was beginning to plan on killing Nat and Wanda and the rest of the team, Dreykovs voice echoing in his mind over and over.

1:30 pm, Week three, Friday:

"My Name i-my name is Y/N, orphaned and sent to HYDRA, adopted by Natasha Romanoff, I'm a commander and an Avenger." Y/N said trying to resist the brainwashing, but it was starting to get to him, Dreykov knew it, so he started to load up target files of Peter, Amy, Ned and MJ.

"They are targets, you will kill them on my behalf."

"No, never." Y/N said still hanging on to hope that he could escape the hell he was living through.

"You Serve the Red Room, and The Mission's not over." Dreykov said as Y/N tried to push back against the programming taking hold of his mind.

"No! I'll never serve you!" Y/N said, his speech slurred and his voice barely above a mumble.

Dreykov played all the target files. Nat, Tony, Pepper, Peter, Wanda, Pietro, Steve, Thor, Bruce, Nick, Maria, Amy, MJ, Ned and Jenny. everyone who was close to him was shown as a target file, the programming was taking over as Y/N was starting to give in.

Y/N's vision began to blur as he began to slip into unconsciousness.

He passed out, his world fading to darkness.

"Wake up Soldier. The Mission's not over."

"I am Mission ready, Sir."

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