Impossible Redemption (Resilience Book 2) (Avengers Fan-fic) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 6

Dedicated to my real-life friend, Ioustina! Check her stuff out; it's awesome! :)

Yeah, I'm updating early again 'cause I'm going away for two weeks on Friday!!! :)

I just have to... yanoo finish my leaving cert first... :P

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Sam

‘Sam? Please come out. Please?’ Tony called from the other side of the door.

I didn’t move. I barely breathed.

‘Come on. I’m actually saying please!’ I could hear the frustration in his voice.

I didn’t reply. I wasn’t sure if I was capable of replying anymore. I hadn’t left the room in three days, three torturous days of attempting to conceal my anguish. I had barely moved, incapable of talking, thinking, not since I almost tried to kill Nick.

I didn’t know what happened. It was me, but it wasn’t. I couldn’t figure it out. It had been my decision, but it wasn’t a decision that I would have made under any circumstances. Don’t get me wrong; I hated Nick Fury with a passion, but he played an important role in the protection of a lot of people, and I wouldn’t disturb that bubble of protection.

I wanted to talk to Lexi, or Loki, or even Sue. They all probably had a better idea of what was going on in my head than I did.

Tony knocked on the door again, harder this time. I could sense his frustration, but what was I meant to do? I didn’t know whether or not I was in control of my own mind and body, and they expected me to trust myself to be around them, with no barriers between us?

‘Sam, please. We just want to know that you’re alright. No-one’s mad about what happened. We’re all on short tethers at the moment.’

Being on a short tether was one thing. What I did, or almost did, was down to a complete loss of control; my worst fear. If I lost it once, who was to say that I wouldn’t again. I was turning into my aunt. I was sure of it and I hated it.

To make matters worse, Alex had figured out a way to trigger pain in other parts of my body, so I was in agony. But it wasn’t constant at least. He didn’t want me to get used to the pain. I tried to contain my screams, but he was wearing me down, and it was becoming harder and harder. I couldn’t keep this up. I couldn’t keep fighting him.

After I attacked Nick, and locked myself in here, I moved into the bathroom. It was an extra wall and barrier, an extra block to stop my screams from reaching the others. But I knew that they heard them. I knew that it hurt them to hear me in pain, and I hated it. I wished that one of us could just leave. I would have left, but I wasn’t sure if I’d make it the whole way to the bedroom door, let alone the entire way back to my apartment.

Lexi tried to help, but there was nothing that she could do. Every time that it started again, Tony or Steve would come to the door and beg me to open it. The other SHIELD agents were still here too, as was Nick. They left every night at midnight, and returned at six each morning. The Avengers had all taken their turn trying to get me to open up.

Even Loki had played his part. He had tried to teach me to shield my mind, but I was too weak. All my barriers crashed to the ground as soon as Alex tried to attack.

I could feel myself wearing away. That strong backbone which I had spent so long building up was slowly beginning to crumble. I was weakened to a point at which I wasn’t sure where I stood anymore.

For now, I will let you be. This has been fun. But I have more pressing matters to attend to. Alex’s voice rang out in my head and I cringed, cowering against the door.

Suddenly, a pressure left my mind, and it felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. Was he really gone? Or is he just trying to get me to relax again?

I didn’t move for a while, getting used to being able to move properly again, getting used to the absence of the searing pain. I stood slowly, unsteady on my feet, and unlocked the bathroom door. I felt light, weak, and very light-headed.

‘Sam?’ I heard Steve call from the bedroom door. I slowly wobbled my way over before stopping, slumping against the wall.

‘Sam, please, just open up.’ he pleaded, sounding broken.

I reached for the handle and unlocked the door, standing to face him, only to have my knees give way beneath me as I opened the door.

‘Sam!’ Steve gasped, before catching me before I hit the floor.

‘Bruce?’ Steve called out the door, as my eyelids fluttered, a delirious, feverish state overcoming me. Steve carried me back inside, to the bed, where he lay be down gently as I found myself short of breath.  I heard quick footsteps, and heard Bruce enter the room as my body cried out at me, aching in its tortured state.

I felt a cool hand on my forehead. ‘We need to get her downstairs, now. She needs immediate medical attention.’ Bruce said, sounding very far away. I felt strong, warm arms lift me up and carry me away, before I fell into blackness to the sound of Bruces’ voice.

‘Stay with us Sam. Just hold on...’

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So... earlier I was studying chemistry, for my second last exam. And A I could think the whole way through was; But I have 7 seasons of Supernatural to watch!!!!

Yup, I'm hooked :P

Waddya think?

Love and Skittles!

Raven

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