He Changed My Life (Captain America FanFic)

Chapter 2: That terrible place

When I woke up my head was throbbing with an intense pain. I looked around at my dark surroundings and the bars in front of my face. There was a dim and sickly green light above my head that gave the room a terrible feel. I sat up and rubbed my head and felt a rough patch of skin which I guessed was blood.

I jerked backwards as I recalled the previouse events. Gosh, this seemed like a crule joke to play. It couldn't possible be real, it just can't. I tried to push the horrible images out of my mind, but they just kept coming back. I told myself that they were in a much better place now, and they would want me to be strong, but it was extremely hard to.

I just tried t focuse on something else, where was I? I tried to remeber what happened. I remebered hitting the ground and blacking out, then I remebered waking up layed out on something and I sat up, and then something hit my head and I blacked out again. Well I guess I knew where that scrape came from.

Then I heard some foot steps coming from the dim hallway infront of me. and the i saw a man carring a tray that had something that closly resembled cereal or something of the sort, then the gas masked fuigure, like the rest i had resently seen, set down the tray and slid it under the bars and towards me, then he muffled something tht sounded like russian, i didnt know what he said but i was not going to obey, I kicked the tray and it flew into a near by wall splintering into a hundred peices,

"never," I said and i beared my teeth and growled at him, all he did was mearly laugh at me,

"I suppose you dont speak russian," he said

"no," I growled

"let me out of here!"i said

"good luck with that"he said, he tured and strolled back down the hall he had came from. Gosh, I was going to kill everybody in this place once I got out of here, they killed my parents, dragged me away to god knows where and I've been knocked out Atleast 3 times already, I was in a blaze of fury, I don't care what my odds are, when I get the chance everyone's dead. A different person then started to come down the hall towards my stall, he was a larger older guy.

He said something in Russian.

One of the guards that had come up beside him pulled out a ring of keys, I started to back up against the wall, they door gave a metalic clank and the door swung open, the guards walked towards me, one of they rushed me and grabbed me they pulled at my wrists forcing me out of the cell.

"let me go!!!" I shouted

they started to drag me down the hall, I forced all my weight down and they continued to drag me, we reached a large pair of metal swinging doors, they automatically opened as we got closer and my nostrils were assaulted with the scent of chemicals, I gagged a little at the smell.

There were computers and technology all over the place, and lots of flashinglights and switches all over

They dragged me to a table and laid me down and I started to lash out, more of the masked guards started to come over and hold me down, they strapped my legs and arms down and my waist,

"what the hells happening!?" I screeched.

"only the future," said the older man that had been standing near watching the events.