50% Human

I Survived Myself

An hour later everyone was done with their lucky charms and I was done with my carrot. Iron Man led us to a very big living room.
The room was cold to my feet. Even with Captain Americans socks on. Which he commented on earlier. I had to explain about my cold feet and how I stole a pair.
The room was very modern with a glass fire place and sleek white couches aligned in a horseshoe.
Everyone seemed to have assigned seats. Iron Man, The "Hulk", and Thor sat in the middle couch. Black Widow had her own seat on the left and Hawkeye also had his own seat close to The Black Widow. Captain America sat on his own couch on the right.
I had no desire to ask where to sit so I just sat on the floor.
"You don't have to sit on the floor." Hawkeye said gesturing to the empty seat next to him. I tilted my head down and stood. My legs not wanting to get up so quickly I stumbled a little bit. As soon as my bottom touched the couch I felt it's lushness. It was so soft and comfortable. We all stared at each other only the crackle and pop of the fire place could be heard.
"Okay so since nobody wants to start I will." Iron Man sassed
"What is your question Iron Man?" I looked at him. Only the balls of my feet touched the ground ready to run if things went...haywire.
"You said earlier that you are not a werewolf, so what are you, because that so far is the only plausible answer," He opened his palms in questioning manner. I inhaled the stale air "If anything I am a...werehuman."
The "Hulk" replied quickly "So you are originally a wolf."
"Yes I was originally a wolf."
"Do you remember any of it? I mean your life before the transition," Captain America asked now intrigued.
"I remember every detail of my life before. I remember running through the trees with my brethren. I remember the smell of the trees how they differed upon which season you were in. I remember my den mother. How the first deer I helped bring down tasted. I remember growing up with my sister..." my eyes glazed over I was staring at the coffee table me for so long. The glinting edges of the glass captivated my eyes.
I looked up to see all the eyes staring at me.
"I am sorry I shouldn't have said so much." I bowed my head in shame.
"It's..it's fine." Hawkeye cleared his throat with an utterly horrible sound before continuing. "So how did this happen?"
"Well Hawkeye..."
"It's Clint, no need of the code name. Actually all of us, except Thor have a different name. Captain America is Steve, Black Widow is Natasha, The "Hulk" is Banner, and Iron Man is.."
"Tony, Tony Stark." Iron Man threw in with a wink.
"Okay, Clint." He gave me a satisfied nod
"One day we were hunting moose far from our territory. And I was injured by our prey. His hooves cut threw my side." I slowly pulled up my shirt to show the pink jagged line that stretches from my left hip to my right armpit. Cap... Steve shifted do to the sight of my scar.
"My pack tried to take me back but I was unable I told them to leave and leave me. They did so. I was gonna die become one with the earth so that I could help my pack again. I would become earth where the moose eat. So that next moon they would be fat again, but a farmer found me. He put me on a sled and carried me back. I passed out on the way to his farm. I had loss to much blood. When I awoke my wounds were dressed and there was meat and water waiting for me. I staid there for a moon, before the man sold me to...her. This demon did this to me. She and her son were scientist. They injected me they tore me apart." I gritted my teeth remembering the pain, the suffering, how they broke my bones and stuck them back together.
"They...they took me apart inside broke my bones to put them back together. Sewed me up just to tear me apart again. They fed me small things like rodents and even the failure dogs." All of the super heroes looked as they were going to throw up.
"One day they injected me with this shot. It made my senses burn then freeze. I passed out from the pain." I started to wring my hands the nervousness started to get to me.  "I awoke to find myself having skin where my fur was. My brain seemed to understand more. They gave me a small mirror and what I saw made me die inside. I was one of you. I had fingers, legs, body parts that were not their before. They had chained me to a wall. They would hurt me with a..." I looked down the tears streamed down my face. Suddenly a hand was on my back I jumped and growled in that direction. Clint jumped back. I dropped my sneer and sat back down.

"I'm sorry," I whispered so delicately to him. He blinked reassuringly to me. Those grey green eyes covered in kindness.

"I believe Lady Wolf has had enough." A booming voice appeared, Thor.

"No I can continue."
"Are you sure, Grace?" Steve replied with a voice drowning in concern.
"Yes, when they beat me I would change back so they did this over and over till I had enough control over the changing. They did other things. One day they moved me. I was placed in a crate and went on a very long trip. That is where I met Grace Sargent." All of their heads perked at this.
"So your real name isn't Grace Sargent?" Steve asked
"No my real name is...well a wolf name that none of you would understand. Grace was my only friend so to keep her memory alive I took her name. When I arrived at the facility she was a Wolf researcher and she took care of me. Made sure I had the right food, right environment. Here they kept me in a synthetic environment. When I was in my human form she gave me clothes and taught me the languages of humans."
"How many languages do you know?" Natasha inquired
"Ten; English, multiple versions of Spanish, French, Russian,German, Swahili, Japanese, Mandarin, Arabic, and Portuguese." Natasha nodded in a spacey way.
"She taught me other things like music, how to read and write, instruments. Now in between this time with Gracey..." I slipped. Gracey was the nickname I gave her. Gracey...
"Um... They tested me with more beatings and they taught me weapons and fighting techniques they said I was suppose to be a spy for something called..." I thought I can't exactly remember what it was called but I know the symbol.
"Do you have a pencil and a piece of paper I know the symbol just not the name I can't remember." Natasha stood quickly and ran to the cabinet pulling out a piece of paper and a pen. I heard her patting footsteps as she came closer. The paper and pencil was  placed on the table. I walked over and sat on my feet in front of the blank paper. Taking the black pencil in my left hand I began to sketch each curve and each line. A couple minutes had passed and all the avengers stood around me. I pushed the finished sketch in front me.
"Crap." A voice said above me
"Hydra." Another voices whispered
"Hydra... Yes that is it Hydra. They told me I was to be one of many spies that could either blend in as animals or they wanted us to use our primary instincts to kill... easier." I stood up the raggedy carpet made hieroglyphic imprints on my knees.

"Wait. You weren't the only one?" Clint asked. The sketch now was abandoned on the table one of them turned it over so the Hydra symbol was hidden.

"No, I wasn't."

"Wasn't?" Stark asked

I sighed deeply, "No Stark I... am the only survivor."

"Survivor of what?" Nat asked.

"Me.  I killed them all, I survived myself." I leaned back in the couch my right leg finding its way across my left knee.

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