The Russian and the American (Bucky 1940's)

Chapter 9

Dr. Zola walks over to the cabinet and pulls out two vile's. One is a gray color, the other one is a darker blue. Elizabeth watches as the doctor sucks up the juice with a syringe. As he walks over to her he smiles. In his hand in the blue one.

"I have heard great things about you," he states in his native language, Swiss. "You where the very first super soldier, made by Eirkienstine. Well he is dead now and I will be your new maker," Zola says with a grin. "I know your already very strong and better then Captain America, but I plane to make you better than you already are. Stronger, faster."

  And that's just what this blue goo would do to her. She did already have the super soldier serum, but adding more to her would make her ten times stronger then the average man. So, wanting to get started, Zola grabs a cloth and shoves it in the girls mouth.

"This will burn, but you've done it before."

  The sickening thing about his smile, is that it's genuine. He's happy about this, he's happy about the pain that she will endure. So getting started, he shoves the needle into her vein. Not long after she can't help but grunt through the pain, still being determined not to scream. The rag helps her quite a bit. Being disappointed though at her grunts, he grabs the other vile.

  "I'm going to be honest. I don't know what this one does. I guess we'll find out."

  He sticks the needle in to her her arm and pushes the liquid into her body.

Taking out the gag, wanting to hear her scream, she still doesn't.

  "You-" she huffs. "You.. Can't... Make... Me... Scream," Elizabeth huffs.

  Suddenly though, all her wounds start to heal. Shocked by this, Dr. Zola does a double take. Slowly, her wounds start to cover over. As they cover over though, they still scar.

Shocked by this, Zola rushes out of the room so he can show Red Skull his amazing discovery. It was yet another successful concoction made by Eirkensine. Once Red Skull entires the room and see's the knew scares that take over her body, he smiles to himself.

  "Good work doctor. Once we get her back to her old self, she will be good as new," Johan smirks.

  He has finally won, he got his weapon back. Now better, stronger, and more durable. With her body being on fire, she still doesn't scream but she can't help but cry through the white hot pain. As the serums are still kicking in, the doctors cut up her arms and legs, testing to see how deep they can go without killing her. Every time though, her wounds heal, only leaving scars.

After about three more hours of laying there, her body starts to calm down from the burning sensation. Two guards come around her and undo the restraints. To weak, and in to much pain, she is unable to fight back. The soldiers drag her half naked body to her cell, where she is kept for a solid twelve days.

No food, no water, no people. Nothing. Not even a bed, it was just your normal four walls, ceiling and floor, and a metal door that kept the room dark at all times. The only light that came, was from a little crack from under the door. Completely isolated and alone, she finally gets her first contact, Dugan.

As Dugan is thrown into the cell with her, she rushes to his side and pulls him back from the soldiers about to beat him up.

  "Fuck off," she hisses.

  The soldier do as their told, being afraid of her. She slaps Dugan softly on the cheek to get him to wake up. He has a split lip and a bruise forming on the side of his head.

Looking like shit, he opens his eyes and lifts his head up.

  "Elizabeth?" He asks in confusion.

  "Are you ok? Did they hurt you? Did they test on you?" She litters him with questions.

  "I'm fine, I just stepped out of line. It's nice to see you fully clothed. Not that you don't have a sexy body or anything, but I do prefer you with cloths," he laughs.

Looking down to her black cargo pants, and her black high neckline bra. The bra stopes right before her belly button. She lets out a chuckle and her body goes into resting position. Dugan sits up and leans against the wall.

  "Where have you been? What did they do to you?" He asks.

"How's Bucky? Where is he?" She asks.

  "Last time I saw him he was working. He's fine. They take him every now and then, no one though knows what their doing. He's drained, but fine," he explains.

  Nodding, Elizabeth lets out another sigh.

  "We need to get out of here," Elizabeth says, mostly to her self.

"I agree, but most of our men are fading away. Their hurt and growing ill. I know your strong, but not strong enough to carry everyone out on your back," he says.

  He is right. No matter how strong she was, she could never carry eighty men out of this hell hole on her back. It wasn't possible.

After about two days or so, they take Dum Dum back and send him off to work once more.

  It's been about three months since they've been captured. Elizabeth hadn't seen anyone in over a month and a half now. What scared her to most though, was how quickly she was starting to forget names.

With Red Skull finally deciding its time, he sends guards to her cell to pick her up. She doesn't fight back anymore. Last week she killed over seventy soldiers because she heard a roomer that they beat up Bucky. So knowing what would happen, she didn't fight back.

As she was walking down the halls, she met up with Red Skull.

  "You may go," he tells the soldiers.

  The soldiers salute him and turn around.

  "Follow me," he commands, turning his back and walking the other way.

  She follows him to a door a metal door.

  "Go ahead," he commands, opening the door for her.

As she entires though, she see's the very thing that she fears. A chair, sits in the middle of the room, untouched and not in use. Wanting to leave, Elizabeth takes a step back, only to walk into Schmitt.

  "Good, you remember this machine. Don't fear it, welcome it. It will only help you," he smiles.