Middle School Heroes

Chapter 31 - Terror and Rules

Skye whirled around to look where the voice had come from. In the back corner of the cell, she saw Brock Rumlow leaning up against the wall watching her.

She kept her eyes on him and backed away slowly, using her hands and feet to move. He was much faster than her though, needing only three big steps to reach her. He caught her wrist with one of his hands and covered her mouth with the other, before lifting her up and dragging her back to the corner where he had been standing. He quickly pushed her down to a sitting position before pinning her shoulders back to the wall so that she couldn't move. His other hand still covering her mouth.

He went to his knees in front of her, leaned in close and whispered, "I'm gonna let you go now, and you aren't going to move or make a sound. Not one word. Do you understand me? Nod if you do."

She nodded, a look of terror in her eyes.

He gave her a second to calm down before lifting his arm off of her shoulders first, and then her mouth. The panicked part of her brain was telling Skye to start screaming as loudly as she possibly could, but the part of her brain that had been working so hard to learn to control herself stopped her.

She quickly assessed the situation and realized that, although she didn't know what he was up to, Rumlow was in the same cell that she was. Unless this was some sort of sick game, maybe he wasn't going to hurt her. She met his eyes and stared back at him, angry with herself for not being able to stop a tear from streaming down one of her cheeks.

He sat down in front of her and rested his elbows on his knees, never taking his eyes off of her. He waited for a moment to make sure she wasn't going to scream before he spoke again. "Listen to me very carefully, because I don't know how much time we have, or when they may be coming back. Don't look right now, but in the opposite corner of the room outside of our cell is a camera on the wall near the ceiling. They are watching. I don't think they can hear, but they can see. Do you understand? Nod if you do."

She nodded, glancing quickly in the direction of the camera, which was moving slowly around the room, wondering vaguely if they could read lips.

"Are you hurt?" He asked her with what she thought might be a touch of concern, as he looked her over carefully.

She shook her head, another tear falling down her cheek.

"There are no windows here, but based on meals served and time, I think I've been here close to two days. Does that sound about right?"

She nodded again.

"Two others came in with me. Scott Lang is one of them. Do you know the other?"

She nodded, then pressed her hands to her face to wipe the tears from her eyes and whispered, "Diana Prince," quickly before putting her hands down again.

"Oh. Okay. I heard Scott talking and then saw him on a bathroom break, but haven't heard a thing from Diana. Not surprised there. She's tough. I saw three people carried in before you a little while ago. One was that Rogue girl, Anna Marie.? I saw her gloves. I'm not sure about the other two, but based on size, one of'em might have been Clark Kent. Then they stuck you in here with me. I guess the others are in cells together too. I'm pretty sure there are only four cells."

"Do you have any idea where we are or why we're here?"

"No. It's old, where ever it is. Crumbling concrete walls and the bars are rusted. I can't even tell you how far away we are from the school because I was knocked out. As far as what they want, what do you think they want? They want kids with super powers. They seemed pretty ticked off when I told them that I didn't have any. Scott too."