hello, this is my first time trying to write a fan fiction of sorts so if you all could be kind id appreciate it I don't mind positive comments or pointers though, please I could use all the help if you couldn't tell.
*grant ward up above*^^^^
Hello, my name is Lavender. Lavender crussio and I'm not human, not really I think at least, I was born human all of my memories before the pickings are fuzzy. Now you're probably wondering "the pickings, what's that?" well the pickings are when babies or children are plucked from their lives for intense training and experimentation by The Four. The Four is an agency funded by people like HYDRA and even a little bit by the U.S government themselves, not that they would ever admit it. I remember the experiments vividly, the pain... I still go through them from time to time when needed, currently, I am on a carrier to be transported to a larger HYDRA facility that some of the best of The Four's scientists have been assigned as a good faith gesture. Strapped to one of the seats by my wrist's. My honey blond hair falling in front of my face in natural waves as I hang my head, a menacing glint in my pale purple eyes. The only emotion I show on my otherwise blank features. Stefan my "handler" sits to my left he's the one who's in charge of me like a wild animal has its tamer. I'm a shifter which means I can change my form. I can change into a black wolf, which with my intense training is a force to be reckoned with at least, But I keep my light purple eyes, they're why I'm named lavender after all. Stefan sighs and runs his black-gloved hand through his light brown hair closing his forest green eyes, i can sense the stress coming off of him. I assume he's not looking forward to having to answer to someone else, Grant Ward is who I believe is his new superior from what gossip I've heard from the guards who pass by my room, more like a luxurious cage. I'm treated like some prize animal. I don't really know why I'm being transferred their but I assume its to stay in the good graces of HYDRA. I mean I am the only successful shifter, others only really have mutations of sorts if they lived through the experiments at least. I hear Stefan get up as the carrier slowly descents to the land he shuffles around grabbing my collar and leash. I feel him grab my chin and jerk my head up as he puts the collar around my neck he clasps the chain leash on and attaches my hands together in front of me with handcuffs that attach to the leash. He also grabs my special harness for if I do need to shift for them I'm assuming. He tugs on the leash and I stand up my head now held high the still dangerous glint in my eyes on my otherwise innocent looking face. He leads me to the opening of the now landed carrier keeping me on a short leash, occasionally commanding "vindeca" heal in Romanian from time to time when I don't keep pace. We eventually move to a tall fit man with dark brown hair and stubble in a brown leather jacket, gun in hand as he waves it around threateningly while barking orders at nearby men before he notices us coming towards him, once he does he holsters his gun in the back of his waistline and turns towards us arms folded waiting patiently for us to reach him. I'm assuming this is Grant Ward.
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p.s I have no clue how to speak Romanian I'm just using google translate
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Lavender (avengers/agents of shield fanfic)
Fanfictionlavender crussio, shifter, after being taken by The Four and experimented on and put through immense training shes eventually transferred to a HYDRA facility so The Four can stay in there good graces. she can change her form to a black wolf but she...
