Hello my peeps! I haven't updated in a while because I was on a dance Vacation! I got to go to a cute little town! Anyway, I was out of service. I'm also sorry for how short the last one was, but I have big plans for this one! Enjoy!
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Your POV
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You saw a small rag laying on the tray. You pick it up, gently dabbing the blood away from Winter's face. Soon the cloth was compleatly red, so you set it back down on the cart, now cleaning his wounds with your sleave.
"Why are you here?" Winter asked, turning his head slightly to look at you.
"Well, believe it or not, but I care about you a little bit. Oh my God! Why would they do this?" You asked him, ripping his pant leg apart to get a better view of his cuts.
"Probably because we tried to kill them. Multiple times." He said, looking back at the ceiling.
"They were nicer to me though! None of them even laid a hand on me until that bitch came. She was very rude, and quite frankly, ugly. I definitely look better in that suit than she does."
"She's not that ugly." He replied, causing you to stop cleaning him up.
"Siding with the villain, are we now? Wouldn't HYDRA like to hear about this!" Winter's eyes went wide, his breathing hitched. "I'm just kidding, you wound-up-to-tight asshole. Take a joke."
With that, the door to his cell slammed open once again. The woman and sunglasses walked in, each moving towards you. This time, however, sunglasses was the one that grabbed your arm and lead you out of the room.
You twisted your head, getting one more glimpse of Winter's face, before you were dragged out of the room and into the hall. You were lead down bright white hallways, not a speck of dust on the walls. You could see other cells that also held people, some that even contained... monsters. You didn't know what they were. Some were scaly, while others hairy. Some had bright eyes, others looked as though they gave up a long time ago. This unnerved you, causing you to wonder how long they have been here and why. You always thought that there was a different place for all of the really bad criminals called "The Raft." You know that even a few of the agents that you have grown up with are there, rotting away for failing a mission.
Then you thought back to HYDRA. You still remember with great detail the night that you were first brought there.
The corridor seemed to streak on forever. It was cold, the stone walls unable to keep the temperature to the right degree. All of the guards were wearing thick jackets, but you were simply in a small sun dress without sleeves. It went down to your knees, not providing enough warmth for your small four year old body, causing you to shiver. The strong man in front of you noticed out of the corner of his eye, and stopped walking. He turned to you, crouching but still towering over your small frame. Unable to help yourself, you leaned in slightly, feeling his body heat raiding off of him. Once again he took notice, and shrugged off his jacket. He slung in around your shoulders, causing a sigh to escape you when you were out of the cold. He stood back up, continuing along the hallway.
You had to sprint to keep up, his huge jacket nearly dragging on the floor. After what seemed like hours, you finally came up to the end of the hallway. The man pushed open a door that led into a huge room. He walked in, you right at his heels. You weren't going to leave him that quickly.
Another person was standing in the middle of the room, looking up at a machine that was on a small pedestal. It looked like a chair with two huge arms coming around the back and almost meeting up again at the front. The device caused you discomfort, so you moved closer to the tall man. The person that had been standing in front of the pedestal turned to watch you and the man as you got closer. Once you reached him, the tall man stopped abruptly, your face knocking into the back of his legs. You barely went up to his thigh, the top of your head landing just above his knee.
"Ah, Soldat. I see that you have the girl. How good. She is not injured?" The weird person said. Now that you were closer to them, you realized that it was a man. A bit short, but he radiated control and power, his strawberry blonde hair carefully combed to the side of his head. You didn't like him, leaning in closer to Soldat. You believed that was his name, no matter how odd it was.
Soldat nodded, pushing you behind him slightly when the weird man took a step closer. "Ah, ah, ah. Let me see her." Suddenly moving his hand to your back instead of your chest like it was before, he pushed you forward. Not hard enough to fall, but enough for you to stumble a little bit and almost run into the short man."What is your name little girl?" He asked you
You were always taught to not tell strangers your name, so you just stayed silent and looked down. A flash of pain in your cheek knocked you over to the floor. Your knees scrape against the cold stone floor, dust and small rocks sticking to your skin.
"Y/N." Your little voice said as you stood up. "My name is Y/n ~~~~." The short man smiled, tilting your head up to look into your eyes.
"Well, Y/n ~~~~. Welcome to HYDRA."
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Forgotten (y/n Stark x Avengers)
FanfictionY/n was just like any other little girl. Except the small fact that her dad was a famous billionaire. And genius. And playboy. When she was four HYDRA found out that your Tony's biggest weakness, so they took you for ransom. But the thing is, they d...
