The Spider and the Snake

Chapter 1

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Now, before ya'll say anything, I don't have anything against out precious Spider Baby, I just like to torture my readers! Mwahaha! Now, onto the story!

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Cries filled the hallways but no one stopped to see what was happening. They continued on with their normal routines, as if the fading cries that came from too much strain on the vocal cords was not an unnatural occurrence. And in this case, they weren't.

"Again." A stiff American voice said. 

The machine whirled to life for the 5th time that night. It screamed until its voice gave out, the electrical currents flowing through its body. 

"This would all be over if you stopped resisting, змея." Ross said, his hands behind his back. "You know what you did was wrong. You went against orders. You must be punished."

змея panted heavily, its 15 year old body having handle worse than a little electricity. It felt the scales on its body try to turn into a protective layer, equal to vibranium, but the electricity flowed through it again, causing this action to halt.

Ross sighed. He looked at the scientist controlling the electricity input and nodded. "Again."

The scientist nodded, his face blank, devoid of all emotion. While the machine was working, he turned to Ross. "You have about two more turns before the змея body gives away."

Ross nodded. "Very well." He turned back to the змея, who was trying to catch its breath. "Well, змея, we should be almost done. I would say congratulations on staying conscious so far, but it seems as if that is not the case."

Indeed it wasn't. The змея was already losing its sense on reality, and quickly. It could hear Ross sigh again and order guards to unlock the змея from the contraption. It could feel itself being moved but its head felt cloudy, it was barely able to keeps its eyes open. It didn't help when the guards fastened the muzzled on, and tightly. 

After what felt like an eternity of being dragged down endless hallways, змея was thrown unceremoniously into a heap in its cell. The guards slammed the 5 inch think vibranium door, the sound reverting through змея's already pounding head. It groaned and curled in on itself, trying to get as comfortable as one could on a cold cement floor. The muzzle around its mouth did not help either. It was cold and cut into its chin and cheeks any time it moved. No doubt scarring had happened over that past 6 years HYDRA had started using it on it. 

змея whimpered slightly as another wave of pain crashed through it. Why had it done that? It knew its orders and had been so good at following them. Why now had it decided to act out? Already knowing the consequences that would come with its actions. Had it really hoped it would get free? After almost 11 years with HYDRA. 

змея sighed. It knew it was a lost cause yet it still tried. No doubt the next day it would be dragged and restrained to yet another device, the programming having to be redone. Then the extra training that would be added on. 

It shifted to its back, hands resting on its chest. змея stared emptily at the gray ceiling above. Its cell was only 6 feet by 6 feet, barely enough to fit a grown man laying down. The length between the ceiling and the floor was 7 feet apart, not that it mattered to змея. It was only 5'9 at the least, smaller than a 15 year old should be. Then again, it was not given nearly enough food or sleep a normal teen should have. Add that on the the torture and 'treatments', experiments, training, and missions it went on, the strain was high on its body.