His Daughter[Completed]

Chapter 17[Fudge Me]

After a whole day of beating, I had been dragged to a nice and cozy cell. Hint the sarcasm, this place is shit. The walls are grey and old, the floor is growing moss, and the bed is an old mattress.

My lip was bleeding due to me biting it to not scream. My hair had blood in it and was almost everywhere. Dry blood could be seen on my arms and leg. To make matters even worse is that agent re-broke my left leg and that sent even more pain.

Now I'm on the floor looking up at the ceiling. My left leg felt like it was burning on fire while the rest of my body felt numb and sore. But I had to suck it up, I've been in much worse cases than this.

At my cell door stood two guards and there weren't any windows in this cell. One mistake I did see were the walls. They were old and running down. Best part is they were brick so if I could start to dig the wall, like movies, I have a chance of escaping.

My cell door opened and in a came this doctor looking dude. He held a needle in hand and I tilted my head at him in curiosity.

The two guards came in, one held my two hands and the other held My to legs. Well there goes that plan.

The doctor came close to my face and I head butted him. He fell backwards while one hand was holding his forehead.

"Why you little-" he started but I stopped him.

"Tsk tsk doctor dude. You should know better than to swear." He glared at me.

This time one hand held down my head while the other injected the needle I to my neck. A cool yet hot sensation rushed throughout my body.

My breathing stopped and the three men left the room. I tried to take breath but they didn't come in, it's like someone clogged my nose and mouth.

Then it stopped. Air rushed into my nose and into my lungs. My eyes were all watery and I was worried. HYDRA had never injected shit into my system so this was the first and it worried me a bit.

A few seconds later and a yawn escaped my lips. Whatever that shot was it's sure as hell making me sleepy. As hard as I could my eye lid started to slowly close until darkness consumed me.

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A stinging sensation could be felt on my right cheek. That made bolt awake, or at least try to bolt awake. My hands dug into the rope as well as my feet.

Opening my brown eyes I was back in the room with the camera. The same agent was in front of me, a wicked smile on his face.

"Oh my God! Close that fucking mouth of yours. Ain't no one wanna see that nasty ass shit mouth of yours. And that breath!" He glared at me and I smirked at him.

"You better watch that mouth of your Grace." I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Technically it's Stark but Grace is also acceptable." He punched me in the stomach and I laughed.

"What the fuck are you laughing about!"

"The fact that you punch like a girl." He looked at me confused and I laughed even harder. "Dude I was trained by the Winter Soldier and his punches are like a freaking truck. Yours are like a baby punch." The agent's eyes flared with anger and he grabbed a knife and dug it into my left leg.

"How does that feel?" In my head I was screaming so loud but outside I kept my cool with an expressionless face. "Why you little-"