Sparks Fly : A Harry Osborn Love Story Book Three Of Marvel Series

Chapter Three : The Birthday

Peter and I had yet done it again. We had saved a loving couple from a fire so strong that my friend Anne couldnt slow. The flames almost had reached sky high but even through the exausting heat, we still were able to survive .

We were outside with the loving couple as they had asked countless questions about us. Of course we had politely awnsered them. They were curious after all. It never killed anyone.

I wasn't expecting a huge hit on my head though. The whack had came from somthing intesely hard on the temple as I had immeidately collapsed on the ground . Peter was trying to lend a hand to get me up so we could fight the intruder, but the enemy had pointed a black gun at him warning him to back off before I had blacked out.

I was in a strange room tied up. The light was rather dark and I could barley see a thing. The only thing I could see from the headlight above me was three shadowed men working on something on a table not too far away.They were muttering about something in secret and didnt want me to know about it.There was also lots of couphing from one of the men.

The first man, was from Indian decent and had well cut black hair. He had turned to me and then looked back warning the second that I was awake. The two other men had echanged in conversation before giving slight bows of the other's head before they turned to me.

The first man had walked towards me first as the second had slowly followed behind. The third one had seemed to have moved in more of a wheelchair motion with a oxygen tank capped onto the device.

The second man was in his sixties with grey hair and a eagle nose. He looked possibly the most creepy man out of all of them. The third one, the one in the wheelhair had looked in his sixties as well. He was rather pale and sickly as he was couphing like crazy . The two others pretended that they didnt hear anything.

"What the hell_" I breathed.

"Don't tire yourself out Lynnsey , you will only make the rope worse..." The first man said.

"How do you know who I am?" I asked as I had tried to move my arms around so that I could snuggle out of my rope. I cant escape without my powers in my arms. If they know who I am, then I am really screwed.

"It wasnt easy Lyns." The third man began.

"My schooling never told me to expect this in my training. "The second began."You were taken here because of your blood . I understand that your not fully a mutant, your asgardian as well. We are rather fond of your gifts and we would like to use them for our scientific research"

"Like? more like force? " I told them . It's not like they are just going to let go of me if I say no. They will eventually get what they want as I am lying here weakly. I was low on power might I add?

The three men had laughed at that responce. I am going to take that as a yes.

"Yea, we are going to take your blood . " The third man had concluded. He had obviously was serouis about that topic. I am shit scared now because I am screwed if he comes up to me and tries to stab me . Or the others dismembering my body parts.

The first man had came closer with the needle in his hand. He had placed his hand on my shoulder as he rolled up my sleeve to suck out some of my blood out. He had eyed me for a moment before injecting the shap object in my arm.