A New Avenger

Interrogation

As i walked over to the chair her eyes followed my every move. When i sat from the chair across from her she just stared at me. i was almost sure she was controlling my emotions. "Finally! Fury has been blabbing on and on about how you were going to 'talk' to me but all I've been doing is sitting in this empty cell alone." The way she spoke was as if nothing had changed. Like it was just her and I back in the bunk we shared. i felt uncomfortable as i said " Well, its not like i was excited to come and see the one who tried to cut off my head..." She laughed as she said "Good point. anyway Esme, tell me, hows the ' Im going to take orders like a slave' thing working out for you? I could talk to Loki and maybe acomidate a nice space for you. But youll have to leave that oaf Thor behind. He reminds me of a chicken with its head cut off. I dont see how you find that attractive, but you know... everyones got their thing." I tried not to squirm in my chair. Im not the hulk or anything, but its not a great idea to make me mad. i quickly adjusted and answered " I dont take orders. I just do what is expected of me." She laughed and yelled back in a rood tone "That's the same thing moron! you and the rest of them follow rules like a dog." I know she was just stalling but it was really bothering me. I decided to change the subject. "Look Cat.... all I really need to know is what is the play? Why did you and Loki come to the base? And more importantly, why are you here?"

She fiddled with her cuffs then took a deep breath. I think you of all people know why I'm here. I saw her slowly shape shift into a cat then reform back into a human. Cuffs off. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath out. Crap. I jumped up out of my chair. Her eyes pierced into mine as a rush of sadness hit me like a ton of bricks. The tears seemed to race down my face. I felt so much sadness and pain inside. I fell to my knees in tears. Sobbing like I had just lost someone I love. I looked up to see her smiling. She reached down and grabbed my arms. I couldn't fight the feeling inside. Tearing a pice off her dress, she strung my hands together. I felt the circulation cut off as she yanked my limp body up onto the chair tying my hands to the back of the cold metal seat. She began to walk to the door when she lifted her finger as if she had an idea as she said "Almost forgot." She tore another piece off her dress and walked over to me again. She wrapped it over my mouth and tied a huge knot. Tears still rushing out of my eyes she grabbed my face. "Aww, don't cry, I'll kill him first." She laughed as she walked out the door. As soon as the door shut I felt like I could breathe again. Like a weight, a burden was lifted off me. I easily ripped her sad knots off my arms and face and ran to the door. I banged on the sealed door. It's probably some stupid Stark tech. I'll never get out of here.