Chapter 8-Well This Isn't Good

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Keanu's POV
After Tony had showed me to the guess room and gave me a pair of pjs he had left me and I had taken a shower. The set of clothes that Tony had given me was a over sized shirt, that went down to my knees, and a pair of shorts. I've always been the one to really like guy clothes, like has anyone else ever realised that guy clothes are so much more warmer and bigger!

It was a bit hard to sleep with the whole time difference. The guest room was huge and didn't seem like a guest room but more like a room that someone who lives here would sleep in.

There was the queen sized bed in the middle, a night counter to both sides of the bed. To the right of the bed was a window wall that had this breath taking view of the city. To the left of the bed was the door that led to a medium sized bathroom. In the top right corner, close to the window wall, was a walk in closet which was filled with different types of clothes, all different size, shape, and color.

The bed felt like a marshmallow, cloud, and cotton candy were all stuffed together into one. The blanket had the warm yet cold feel to it and the pillows felt so nice to my head.

Not to my surprise it didn't take me long to fall asleep.

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A ray of sunlight hit me square in the eyes. To most people that would have annoyed them, to me it's my wake up call.

Opening my brown eyes I was about to yawn when a gloved hand went over my mouths. Confusion, worry, and fear all crossed throughout my body as a thought entered my mind. Who has their gloved hand over my mouth? And why?

My eyes followed the gloved hand to find a SHIELD agent dressed in full black armed with a gun stuck to his or hers back. My eyes widen in fear, I had forgotten all about the Avengers breaking me out of SHILED custody.

Looking around other SHIELD agents were in the room I currently occupied. One was at the door, that person would crack open the door just the slightest before closing it silently but not fully.

Two more agents were to my right side. One would constantly check the window wall while the other had their gun trained at my chest.

Then there was the agent who currently had their gloved hand over my mouth. I didn't know what to do. Do I scream? Do I go peacefully with them? What do I do? Keep in mind that I've had a pretty normal life up till the day of the bank robbery, so having agents in my room constantly checking to make sure no one was coming confused the heck out of me.

The agent that had their gloved hand over my mouth used their other free hand to take out a syringe that was filled with this blue liquid.

My eyes narrowed down at the sight of the blue liquid. What in the world is that? Why does this agent want to inject it into me? When that thought processed through my brain I finally began to realise that this person was trying to drug me. This could be that one drug that makes people sleep? Uhh what was the name of that drug again?

My mind was brought back to reality when the syringe was getting closer to me by the second. Panicked and not wanting to get drugged again I kicked the persons hand and the syringe flew out of their grasp and onto the floor.

All the agents now looked at me, hands hovered over their guns. Next thing I know is the person that held their hand on my mouth was now laying on the floor and the other four agents started to close in on me.

I still didn't know how to quite work with my abilities so I just preyed for the best, hoping that one ability would shine through and I could use that as an escape and try to find the others.

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