HYDRA HAD FINALLY SUCCEEDED. THEY had at last created two series of ten words that would gain them control of their assets' minds. After now two years of experimenting and teaching them how to fight and kill, they had completed the second last step to Johan Schmidt's initial plan, and were honoring him by fulfilling it.
They scribbled the words in perfect Russian, the chosen list coming off as ridiculous and laughable at simple sight, but they'd be unstoppable when they were said out loud. The writer closed one of the red books, a black star on it making it look elegant. He then opened the other exact same book, writing down one word on top of each page, the reason why it was chosen in the rest of the page along with what effects would be presented on the subject.
He then laughed, a smirk appearing on his lips as he headed to the room where their assets were being beaten, the two bloody and tired as they were tied to a chair, their backs touching as they panted.
He grabbed a taser, handing the man the books and exchanging knowing looks. He approached the strawberry blonde, whose eyes were closed as she struggled not to cry, her closed fists shaking.
Allura was done with everything, the only thing keeping her in her feet being Bucky and his warm blue eyes and smile. Her hair felt like a burden on her head because of how wet it was, and her eyes were drooping with every move she made, the oxygen pumping through her making her weaker by the second.
"Rodnoy brat." Brother. The man in front of her said, tasing her in the head as she felt her temple burn, a scream leaving her mouth. She could hear Bucky tugging on the restraints, his eyes concerned as he tried to turn around and see what they were doing to his cell partner, his friend. "You are drifting."
Another man stood in front of him."Zhelaniye." Longing. He said, tasing him on the temple as well and observing how the two assets yelled in torment. "You are drifting."
The man tased Allura again, his eyes merciless and void as he watched the strawberry blonde cry out. "Toskuyushchiy po domu." Homesick. He said, the martian's green eyes widening. "You feel trapped."
Then it was Bucky's turn. "Rzhavyy." Rusted. The man said. "You feel trapped."
This went on for a while, and eventually became an every day routine to get a grip of their soldiers, the two not even screaming in pain anymore since it got them further punished by the scientists and agents.
Eventually, Bucky and Allura started shaking the moment they heard the initial word, knowing that being electrocuted was what would come later, their training and the hold over them being clear in their gazes as their brains processed the deep meaning of the words.
You are drifting.
You feel trapped.
You have nowhere to go.
You are not owned by you.
You belong to me.
You are alone.
HYDRA saved you.
You are an asset.
YOU ARE READING
ALIEN ↠ b. barnes [I]
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