red room

nineteen

It's been a few days since Christmas and you've been working extra hard to lose the weight you've gained. The way you've been going at it hasn't been sitting well with Bucky. Due to the lack of food and immense training. "Eat more," has been the line mostly everyone in the tower has been telling you.

You once again find yourself in the training room. Bucky's watching you like a hawk. You joked and said to get Hawk-eye down here instead. J.A.R.V.I.S laughed, Bucky did not find it funny. So in response to him not laughing at your obviously hilarious joke, you just pouted. "You don't think I'm funny."

"Funny how? Funny looking?"

"Rude."

"You walked right into that one." And just like that everything is good in the world.

For about twenty seconds. Sirens begin to blare and there's a mission being explained through the speakers that are installed in the ceiling.

The Red Room is looking for you. This mission is confusing for the team. No matter what they're a chance you'll get taken. Come with? Taken. Stay back? Taken. It's confusing. Bucky is ranting, Steve is confused, and Tony looks out of it. Tony's leg is bouncing and clearly worried. The rest of the team is trying to figure out a solution.

There's a ring from Nat's phone telling her they're coming closer to you. When a plan is formed, no one is completely positive that you'll be safe. There has been no clear idea that the Red Room was still running. HYDRA thought it had been shut down.

The fear fully registers when there's a knock at the door. Everyone knows what it means. You're all ready and in gear, but the fear is still paralyzing. You nod and stand up. "I'll distract them. Bucky you go from the back. Tony go in stealth mode hovering above. And Nat do your weird thing you do to get their attention." They all nod, and you go down to get the door. To distract them.

The door opens and these three are standing there. "Isn't this a little excessive?" You smirk at the fact they think you need this much help when coming to get you.

"You both hurt and injured our best guards and our improved killing machines."

"You mean people?" The guy scoffs and you lean on the door calculating how you'll be able to take them down. They all have a fun and possibly more weapons than just that. That'll make it difficult. "You know.." you read his name tag, "Greg, three guys and weapons for a short girl?" Greg rolls his eyes. "It's kind of sad. Do. you have no training?"

Through the earpiece you hear Nat stifle a laugh. Right before she says something guy two lunges at you. You dodge him and he face plants. "That wasn't even in training." That makes Tony laugh. When the guy begins to stir you kick his head causing his left ear to bleed. Greg takes out his gun and guy three takes out a really sharp pocket knife. "Fuck."

You go to kick Greg trying to knock out gun. You succeed being able to put in your empty holster. But guy three stabs you right in the abdomen when you go to attack. You begin to fall, as you go down you pull out the knife and slice the bottom of Greg's achilles tendon. He's now out of commission. There's a few seconds of victory before you feel a shock pulsate throughout your entire body.

The realization beings a chill down your spine, you're being tased. The feeling is cruel and unforgiving. You wince as you hit the floor losing your consciousness.

You wake up in the back of a van your suit stripped off of you and put in a t-shirt. Your socks are still on, which makes you smile. You knew this could end horribly and they take off all jewelry. But you're wearing a toe ring with a great tracker on it. Thank you, Tony. The van comes to an abrupt stop. You hit your head and wince. The guy in the passenger seat punches you in the head with the bottom of his gun, then kicks your abdomen.

You black out again due the pain, but right before you do, you hear someone say "avengers."