Faster (Pietro Maximoff)

612

I sat up the next morning to alarms going off throughout the building. I jumped up and I could sense Wanda do the same in the room next to mine. I ran along the hallways with her. The lights were off but red emergency lights were flashing. I saw other avengers running and we followed them on their way. We ended up in the common room we had been in earlier. "What's happening?" Wanda yelled over the alarms. "JARVIS, turn alarms off. It just means that we are perfectly fine." Tony groans, sarcastically. I can tell everyone's tired since half of them are still in pjs. "Where's speedy?" Clint asks, fixing his hair. "He's such a damn heavy sleeper. I got it." I groan and run to his room. "Pie. Pietro wake up. Didn't you hear the alarms?" I ask, when he moves over. "No come on we have to get back to the common room." I mutter as he pulls me down. "Are 5 more minutes really gonna kill us?" He groans, damn morning voice. "Stark! We know you got our girl! We want 612 back now! And maybe no one gets hurt." I hear come a few floors down from a bull horn. "You wouldn't happen to be 612 would you?" Pietro asks, suddenly wide awake. I nod and think of the easiest way out of this. I walk out of the room and past the common room. "Are you sure you don't want 613-shit." I yell. There were about 40 guys from Hydra standing on the first floor. I turn and run out the door. Ignoring the calls from the Avengers and the men from Hydra trying to get me. I speed as far as possible and just when I think I'm far enough, I'm tackled to the ground. I attempt to burn them but I can't seem to use any of my powers. "Like these darlin. We've been workin' on em for a while just for you." He smirks, showing me the handcuffs which stop my powers. He jams the butt of a gun to my head and all I see is blackness.

I woke up behind bars, just like so many times before. I hear heavily French accented men speaking out the room. "And you're sure? That it's our boy from before?" He asks. He starts rambling off in French and it's too fast for even me to pick up. All of a sudden the door flies open. "Bonjour Princess. Comment allez-vous aimer votre chambre?"(Hello princess, How are you liking your room) He smirks. I groan, "ils vont me sauver."(they will save me) He looks shocked. I guess he didn't think I spoke French. "Vous serez morts d'ici là." (You'll be dead before they get here). He glares at me and walks out. I just hope that after they got me they left the tower. There isn't a single window in the base we are in, which leads me to believe we're underground. "Notre garçon? Mettez-le avec la fille." (Our boy? Keep him with the girl.)Who's this boy they keep mentioning? Guess I'll find out soon enough. The bar door opens again and I hear the huff of a body falling next to me. I try and see who it is as my eyes focus a little. I see the boy who used to train with me in Hydra. "Derek?" I ask. "Oui? Laura!" He smiles. "C'est Ariana maintenant." I hug him. "Did you escape?" He asks, pulling away. "I tried, they alway know where to look." I groan. "What about you? I thought you were still with Hydra? Why are after you?" I question. "Same reason as you. I ran." I glare at his answer. "I didn't run, I just got a better offer." I smirk. "Quiet. No talking. Get 612, bring her with us." A voice orders. I almost scream but hold it in, trying to be brave. A broad man with his face covered drags me out to a dirty room with one viewing window and a table. "No lie down princess. We've got a special treat for you." He smirks. The name Princess reminds me of Pietro and I just want to cry even more. I man in a lab coat walks in with a rusty knife. I finally put 2 and 2 together and realize what they're about to do. I thrash around but without my powers and my hands tied there's not much I can do. He places a dirty looking gas mask over my face and I feel myself falling asleep. My eyes don't shut I just can't feel anything. But I do see the man stab the knife just below my belly button. I wanna scream out but at the same time I feel no pain. He sticks his hand inside my stomach and all I feel is numb. I assume he found what he was looking for when he places it in a plastic baggy beside him. He then takes a rusty needle and begins to see up my stomach, smiling more with each stitch. Once he's done he wipes his hands with a rag and tells the men to take me back to my cage. I lean back, still a little loopy, trying to remember what just happened. "Are you okay? I heard them mumbling about you?" Derek asks, the minute they shut the bars. "I have no idea." I whisper, truthfully.

For the next 6 days I was tortured. All they wanted was the information about SHIELD. I tried to say I knew nothing or that they hadn't told me anything but they didn't feel like believing it. They would beat me, cut me, whip me, one guy even burned me. I waited, hoping and praying that the rest of the Avengers were in their way to save me but think about. Maybe they don't care. I mean, I was with Hydra for so long, maybe they think I've gone back. My head starts to hurt while I'm sleeping and Derek asks if I'm okay. They seem to be the only words he knows how to say anymore. I can feel Wanda trying to reach my mind but the wall I put up is too strong, plus the handcuffs are stopping my powers. I look outside, in one tiny little window on the other side of the room and in the distance I see a tower. I strain my eyes and from far away it kinda looks like the Eiffel Tower. So we're in France. I start planning what I can do next time they let me out of this room. And praying that maybe the Avengers are on their way to save me.