Running From Me *Completed*

Meeting The Soldier

The two guards in the room shuffled around before a black mask like thing, was placed over the lower half of my face, with great struggle. Once secured my screams were dulled in volume as I thrashed in the erie silence.

After that torture had finally ended I had been dragged by my under arms from the room back to my cell where they had left me for the past four days. They fed me, through a sliding pannel in the bottom of the door, but I never saw anyone. The first day I had spent sleeping off the tiredness the torturess liquid had brought. The other three I'd spent singing that dumb song over and over, I'm pretty sure I've nearly driven the guards, I know are outside my cell, crazy, cause it was certainly doing a number on me.
After that first day of sleep I had started feeling funny. I couldn't explain it, it was just strange. It felt like I suddenly had force behind everything I did. I could also hear the guards heart beats through the thick, rusted, steel door to my cell and had somehow acquired a photographic memory. On my fourth day of solitude I decided to do something with this weird new found feeling. So out of boredom, loneliness and more than likely a little craziness I decided to punch the brick wall. I pulled back my fist and slammed it forward quickly. To my surprise my fist went straight through the two layered brick wall. I blinked a couple times as I was brought out of my strange crazy state. I examined my fist to find nothing wrong with it. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and wonder. I heard noise outside my cell and quickly grabbed the piece of paper that currently sat on my bed and stuffed it in my pocket. The door to my cell burst open quickly as guns were pointed at me. This time I was ushered out by five men. We walked down a different set of corridors and came to a stop outside what looked like a much more reinforced cell. I walked in with a sigh.

"I was just starting to get used to my old one." I muttered to myself as I glanced around the cell. This one actually seemed a little cleaner and the steel cot had a thin stuffed mat on it as well as a scrappy blanket.
"Though I do like the upgrade." I said to the guards as they closed the door and locked it behind me. I don't konw whats gotton into me but I feel more confident, though I knew I shouldn't. I just felt like a tone of sarcastic comments just needed to spill out. I didn't feel like myself, almost as if that stuff in my viens wasn't just physically changing me but mentally too. I sighed and sat down on my new bed. Maybe I could nap to pass the time? I rethought that idea as I realised the light in this cell was significantly brighter. What about this new found strength of mine? An idea popped into my head. I got up and positioned myself on the ground ready to do a push-up. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. I was suddenly doing push-ups like it was nothing. I made it to a hundred before I realised this really wasn't pushing my limits. I sat cross-legged on the floor and looked at my new solid steel bed. I noticed it was secured to the floor and wall. I smiled to myself and stood grabbing the side of the bed before pulling harshly on it. It ripped away from the wall and floor with a crash. Small pieces of cement fell out from the steel coated wall. The bed screeched as it was pulled across the small cell.

"Hey! What's going on in there?!" A male voice yelled from outside my cell as the door was wrenched open and two men entered. I continued to pull the bed as the two men watched and cringed at the sound. I pulled and then pushed it until it was in the opposite corner of the cell. The two guards looked at me in shock and annoyance. I smiled a little.

"I didn't like where it sat." I stated with an innocent smile. The two men grumbled and cursed under their breathe but left without confronting me. Hmm, that was odd. Maybe they're not allowed to confront me. I sat on the newly moved bed and then stood again, still pumped with energy. I started doing sit-ups, then push-ups agin, and then burpys. I was going a little stir crazy. I sat back on the floor after my sudden exercise burst. I pulled out the paper in my pocket and looked it over once before then stuffing it in one of the holes that the bed had left in the wall. I started to sing again anyway. Bored out of my mind, I sung the song again on repeat a couple times before one of the men outside my cell had, had enough.

"Could you shut up!" One of the guys yelled into a slot in the door before sliding it shut again.

"I could, but I won't." I said back with a smile. I sung for hours on end, granted I switched it up a bit this time with different songs I could remember, some of them I could only get through half of before I forgot the lyrics. I sung until I heard voices outside my cell.

"Thank god. She wont shut up." I heard one of the guards say. There was no reply. I stopped singing as the door swung open to reveal a tall muscular man. He had piercing Blue eyes and long brown hair, and his left arm was made of silver metal, a star painted on its shoulder. He jerked a hand in the direction of the hall, saying nothing. I got up feeling a little nervous. I followed him out of my cell and down the hall. I noticed that there was three guards standing outside my now empty cell. They remained there not following us. I continued to follow the stoick, handsom man in silence. We started to near a room similar to the one I had been given my strange abilities in. Though this time I could see that the chair was surrounded by a much more complex machine and a few men in lab coats. I stopped walking in fear.

"Please you've gotta help me get out of here. I don't belong here." I whisper hissed at the man beside me. He glanced at me but kept walking.

"Please. I just wanna go home." I begged, as my eyes filled with unshed tears. He stopped walking and turned to face me.

"Well you can forget that, cause no one escapes Hydra." He said to me harshly as he grabbed my arm and shoved me into the the room with the chair. I squirmed in his grip.

"No! Let me go!" I yelled as I struggled against him. Unfortunately I had a lot of strength but didn't know how to use it. He shoved me roughly into the chair and strapped my wrists down. I kicked my legs, still shouting in protest.

"Quiet!" A man yelled I looked in the direction of his voice to see a man standing there a look of authority about him. He hand a small beard and dark hair.

"Rumlow." One of the men in a white lab coat said. Rumlow nodded at him and then looked back at me.

"She been causeing any trouble?" He asked no one in particularly. I shook with fear, I did not like this guy, or this chair I was strapped to.

"You mean how she never shuts up and has been driving the boys crazy with her singing?" One of the men in the room said. I recognised him as a member of the original group of guards who had escorted me from my old cell to my new one. Rumlow nodded.

"Then shut her up." He stated. I looked at him with fear and anxiety.

"Permanently?" The lab coat guy asked with a smirk. I looked at him in shock. What the hell are they going to do to me?! Rumlow turned away from the small group in the room.

"Permanently." He reinstated as he left the room. The long haired man that escorted me here, and myself looked in the direction Rumlow had left in, in shock and horror.

"Well you heard the man." The lab coat said. The long haird man looked at me and cringed, only imagining what that meant. "Instead of the mind, we'll work on silencing her today." He said in the creepiest voice I'd ever heard. I started to struggled and scream again. In the corner of my eyes I watched the pretty, long haired man leave the room and then my day got a million times worse.