Sammy (MARVEL OC story) DISCONTINUED

Chapter 6

19-1-13's POV

I woke up when someone tapped my back. I opened my eyes to see the sky above my. I turned my attention to the person trying to wake me up. I saw stripper and some guy I didn't know. I remembered HYDRA called him Hawkeye. I blinked away the sleepiness and sat up, looking at stripper thru my hair once again.

"Hey kid you okay? Looks like you fe-" I shot my hands to my guitar and tuned the guy out. When I opened my case my heart shattered. My only way of making money was broken. I closed my eyes but jumped when someone snapped their fingers in front of my face. I glared at the guy next to Stripper since he was the one holding out his hand in the snapping motion.

'My guitar is the only way I can make money. Its broke. So I'm broke.' I signed in frustration, I didn't expect the Hawkeye guy to actually nod.

"So you're homeless and your guitar was your money making ticket?" He asked. I narrowed my eyes but nodded my head. Stripper went to grab my wrist to pull my up from the ground but I stood up before he could reach me. I closed my case and sighed softly.

'Im leaving NYC soon. I was gonna get the money for a ticket so I could get farther quicker but it looks like I'm walking' I signed and picked up my now broken guitar. Slinging it over my shoulder I turned to leave. I felt someone put their hand on my shoulder and out of instinct I flung them over my shoulder and placed my foot in the small of their back as they laid in front of me. Shit. I'm caught. I looked back at Stripper dude, Hawkeye was the one under my leg. I was utterly screwed. Frowning I let Hawk go and ran away, footsteps following me as I ran. I would have to lose em now.

"Guys I think we got the HYDRA asset, he's running out of Central Park right now." I heard one day. I'm actually fucked now. I let my heart rate pick up but I didn't make it super fast. I can't lose control again. I grew a few inches taller and pushed my legs to go faster. From the areas I can see my skin was more red then normal. I was running thru the streets, avoiding the cars as I ran towards the more abandoned area of town. I wasn't ordered to kill so I won't.

"SOLDIER HALT!" I heard Stripper shout. I slowed down but shook my head and ran faster then before. I can't get caught again, I just can't. I felt something hit my back and electricity shot thru my back. My legs stopped and I fell face first onto the rocky ground. I gasped for air, my skin going normal and I knew I was my normal size. I couldn't breathe, that thing in my back had the full dose of serum. I couldn't move or see. I heard nothing other then my heart pounding in my ears, it felt like someone was trying to break out of my skull with a jackhammer. It hurt. The muscles all over my body were burning and my bones felt like they were snapping. It hurt like always. I felt liquid in my throat. Must be blood. I couldn't breathe anymore. The two that were chasing me stopped by my sides.

"Get the restraints and the serum, he needs more or he's gonna get up in minutes." I felt the pressure of someone getting in my head. I couldn't put up my walls. My memories were safe, that much was sure. But the pain and panic I couldn't hide, my mind was raising even as I was close to passing out from lack of oxygen. I felt a hand on my shoulder and someone flipped me over so I faced up. I couldn't see, I cant see cause my hair was in the way. Someone gasped, I barely heard it. But I felt the blood in my mouth slide down my cheek and to the floor. It hurts so much. I began choking again, it hurt more then normal. What the hell kinda dose did they give me?!

"You guys, He's choking on his own blood. We gotta hurry or he's gonna die." Someone said, I could barely hear them still. Everything hurt. Everything was on fire. EVERYTHING WAS ON FIRE. MAKE IT STOP PLEASE! I saw black take over my vision and the pain stopped. I have to be dead. That's the only way the pain stops. But if I'm dead I wouldn't know. So I must be alive. I couldn't sense anything. I couldn't and it made me feel weaker then normal. I don't understand what happened. I need help, but I was taught getting help meant death. I don't wanna die.

-time skip cause IM LAZY-

I woke up mentally, the pain flooding back to me. But I could breathe which was a plus. I forced my heavy eyelids open. I was in the same cell as last time with a tube down my throat. I grumbled mentally and pulled it out. Spitting out some blood that followed. I looked around, spotting Widow watching me I stood up and sat down in the center of the cell. My muscles ached from lack of use do I closed my eyes and stretched each one as best I could from my position. I don't know how many times I would do this it always felt weird. But this was the first time I woke up without choking on extra blood. I saw the glass was thicker, I guess weirdo snapped the glass and got out. I didn't care, I was out of commission. I was worn out and broken. That's the only reason I'm still here. I'm to weak to fight back. I at least still had the clothes I bought on. I was content with that at least.

"Does that happen every time?" Widow asked, shattering my peaceful silence.

'Yes, hurts like bloody hell too.' I signed. She nodded

'You guys got any food. I haven't eaten in at least a week. The hunger is getting to me at this point.' I arched and eyebrows as realization crossed her face.

"Yeah I'll order you some food right away. Also, nice disguise attempt. Didn't even know it was you." She smiled, fake. Easy to tell it was fake. I nodded and watched her pressure some buttons.

'You my handler or something now?' I sighed, watching her carefully.

"Yeah, you were out for a few days so they assigned me and Captain to be your handlers as you put it." She sighed. Again I nodded my head, turning my head to the door as an agent walked in. Same mush as last time. I waited for the door to close before I got up and took the tray back to my spot. Mush, vegetables, water, and some kind of meat I didn't recognize. Good enough. I ate it and placed the tray near the door.

'So why does SHIELD want me caged so much? No wait let me guess, they think I'll lose control and hurt innocent people?' I asked Widow when she looked at me. She seemed taken aback but nodded. I hummed quietly and closed me eyes for some sleep. Before I fell asleep I latched my hands into my forearms. I felt I was gonna have a nightmare tonight,I was right. And I would prefer hurting myself not others in my nightmare state. So that's what I did.