Magic & Desire (Clint Barton Fan Fiction)

Chapter 18

"Get up, Vexx." Marco, Pierre's assistant, nudged me in the side with his foot. "Madame Pierre's got a friend coming in with something for you." He was Italian, but spoke English since I was still learning Italian. .

I tried to get up, knowing the consequences if I didn't, but my muscles screamed in pain, longing for some sort of relief.

"Dammit, Vexx." He mumbled and suddenly, the wind was knocked from my lungs. Marco had kicked me in the stomach.

I gritted my teeth together as tight as possible, tasting something metallic and warm in my mouth. I was already on my side so I couldn't move anywhere else. Marco hauled me to my feet by grabbing me under my arms and then he slammed me into the concrete wall.

"Stay on your feet." He ordered before leaving.

I wanted to just sit down so badly. It felt like my body was too weak to follow orders anymore. Nearly four years here was close to killing me. My knees started to slowly give away and I began to slip to the ground floor.

But then I started to remember Levi and all the pain he had gone through for me. I couldn't just leave him to deal with these monsters alone. It wouldn't be right. Taking a few much needed breaths, I spat out the blood that came from biting my cheek and stood up straight, regaining myself.

I could do this. I had to. Levi needed me.

The door opened and in walked Pierre with two men I didn't know. One was in a suit and the other wore nothing but black.

"Mr. Pierce? This is the Vexx." Pierre gestured to me as I stood there with squared shoulders, my arms by my sides, and my eyes set straight ahead.

"It looks like she got the shit beat out of her."

"She's rebellious, but won't be for long." I could hear the hate in her voice as she spoke. Pierre didn't like that even after so many beatings and all the torture, I didn't bend to her will.

"I've only heard of her lab results." The man in the suit spoke, eyeing me like Pierre did. "Whitehall said that she killed two men in the past six months and that she's unstable."

"Her mutation gets a little out of hand at times, but it's a working progress. Show him what you can do, Vexx." Pierre ordered.

I lifted my hand up and began to move my fingers, allowing wisps of silver-gray to emit from the tips of them.

"Marco, bring in a disposable." Pierre pressed her ear, meaning she was speaking into her earbud. I let my hand fall to my side, eyes falling to the door as I waited. She was going to make me kill someone.

"If your goal is to make her similar to the Winter Soldier, Nicolette, then you should get more firm with your methods." The man spoke. "Having a potentially dangerous asset needs to be handled as such."

"Which is why I want the Soldier to train her."

The door opened and in walked Marco, who was dragging a man in. The poor guy struggled against Marco's firm grip and tried to flail about to get free.

"Restrain him, Soldier." The suited man ordered.

The darkly dressed man, the one who had just been staring blankly at the floor, moved to grab the disposable by the arm. Within the blink of an eye, the Soldier had the disposable on his knees. The Soldier's hand, which was silver unlike his other one, was wrapped around the disposable's throat.