The Loved One || j.b.b

CHAPTER 6: BLANK

You opened your eyes. You where in an unknown room. It was a little dark and a man in a lab coat was standing above you. You lied on a leather chair and above your head there was a helmet. It all seemed kid of familiar, but when you searched your mind for memories of the place you found it blank. There was nothing in there, only thick black darkness. The doctor next to you placed a syringe with a purple liquid inside in your arm but you couldn't feel it.

You couldn't feel pain but you could feel that the liquid did something to you. You couldn't remember what your name was, or where you were from, all you could remeber was that you are trained to follow orders. As the chair moved to a sitting position, you felt that the liquid now was completly inside you. You felt anger. You suddenly wanted to break everything and kill everyone. You felt your arms bounded and you didn't like it. It contained you. You canalized all your power to your arms and broke the metal chains. Your breathing was heavy and slow.

You raised your head, and you faced the doctor who was smiling. "Good morning soldier." he said. "I am Dr. Ansvine and you are inside HYDRA, an organization made to distroy the Avengers. The Avengers are distroying the world and your mission is to distroy every one of them. Starting with him." the doctor gave you a photo of a man with blonde hair in a blue, red and white uniform. He was holding a circular thing that looked like a shield. Right below the photo, it was writen Steven Rogers. He was your target. "Now, Soldier, you will here from him strange things. Do not believe any of his words. The only thing he wants is to distroy the world and your mission is to kill him." "Understood sir." you said and for the first time you heard your voice. It was heavy and deep.

Another person got inside the room. He was wearing all black clothes and he was armed with tones of weapons. He tossed you a pile of clothes. A black, leather, bulletproof jacket, some black pants and black commando boots. "Go inside that door and dress up fast." he said with a cold tone that suited perfectly his thick german accent.

You turned your head to the door and walked over there. Behind the door was a little room with a sink and a mirror. You stepped inside and closed the door. You walked to the mirror and saw for the first time your reflection, (h/l), (h/c) hair, dirty face and cold (e/c) eyes. Your expression was cold and deadly. You changed into your new clothes and tossed the old ones in the trash.

You stepped outside and decided to search your mind again for memories. Again there was nothing else except one thing. You were a HYDRA soldier and you had to kill The Avengers.