Unleashed {Marvel} ||3||

5. Alexander Pierce

Surprisingly, I wasn't strapped to anything when I regained consciousness.

I lay on the floor, with a dull ache in my head. Groaning, I shifted. This room had no windows, only lights. It had no type of furniture either, so some prison cell this was. I rubbed the back of my neck, seeing my key to escaping. All I had to do was get through that door.

I had no idea where I'd been taken to. All I knew was that I was away from Steve, from any allies of mine, and that I needed to get back to them.

I wobbled a bit as I got to my feet. At the same time, two people dressed in white lab coats came through the doorway. I gave them nasty looks. Neither of them were familiar.

"Get near me, and I won't hesitate to hurt you," I growled threateningly. Behind the two scientists—I assumed they were scientists—were a few security. Lovely. A challenge. Well, I never expected my escape to be easy.

"Cooperating will make things much easier," said the one scientist, a balding, middle aged gentleman. He had his hands out carefully, to show that he was no threat. Everyone I don't know is a threat. I don't know where I am. If the serum hasn't worn off, which I'm sure it hasn't, I have no power here.

I licked my lips nervously as the group moved in. At the sight of handcuffs in one of the scientists' hands, I went into offense mode. I attacked the security first, which almost overpowered me. Two held my arms, one each, while the third tried to pinch my skin with a needle. I kicked the one who held the needle in the stomach, forcing them away. The scientists scurried to a corner of the room while I gained enough strength to swing around the other two security who were trying to restrain me. I threw one into the other and they both tumbled to the ground.

I looked at the scientists, whose eyes were wide in fear. I'll let them go for now. I leapt over the tangled security guards and found myself out of containment.

"Don't let her reach the elevator!" I heard one guard shout in the room. Their frantic scurrying of feet made me make a left and run down the hall.

I stumbled a bit, still feeling some aftereffects of whatever sedative was forced into my system. Focus. Get out of here. Go into hiding. Go from there. Sirens didn't wail in my ears, but I knew reinforcements were coming.

A burly security guard came for me, and he and I engaged in about a minute battle before I rendered him unconscious with a hit of his head against the wall. I snorted at the crumpled body before trotting on. I couldn't linger. I didn't want to kill anyone unless they gave me no other choice.

Elevator, elevator. I need to find the elevator. I looked around. All I saw was empty hall and corners. If I didn't know any better, I'd say I was in a labyrinth of sorts, designed to keep prisoners like me from escaping so easily.

As I ran straight, passing two other possible directions, I was blindsided on my left. I went soaring, bashing my right shoulder into the nearest wall. I rolled myself along it until I faced my obstacle. I felt a mixture of fear and hatred settle in my bones.

It was the metal armed intruder from D.C. again. Only this time...he bore no goggles. I was able to see his eyes, as menacing as they were, were a deep blue. The muzzle remained on his face, concealing his nose and mouth. He bore no gun, but the knife from last time. I was slightly relieved to see no needle.

No words were exchanged, only blows. I ducked just in time, the wall wasn't as lucky as the metal fist crashed into it. I kicked at his legs, diving desperately to get myself away. At the last second, I felt his fist catch my hair. With a pull, he twisted me around, and I lashed an arm out to hit him in the side. All I felt was padding on impact. Damn it.