[DISCONTINUED] It's Complicated_AvengersFanfic_

_Backstory ~ Norah(part 3)_

Norah's POV:

I had been here for 2 months and ever since my arrival, there's been injections after injections. They want me to work on a new project using my knowledge on molecular biology. They want to create a new "erra" of soldier, I saw their most recent experiment they call him the winter soldier he's a work in progress and his screams from the chair haunt me at night. He's fairly new, or been in cryo because I haven't seen him around. I've been resisting HYDRAs plans and refusing to communicate I've been becomming too difficult and I think it's beginning to show.

I didn't know the time, where I was, or the day even, but as usual the soldiers would gather and collect me from my cell. Today was different, I would usually wait for mere seconds until Dr Zola arrived but I waited for a couple of hours, what could possibly be different to the other times? The silence broke as Dr Zola entered the room.

"How are we today?"

He asked with his snake-ish voice only to be followed by no answer.

"Hmm well, ok then. I'm guessing the same."

An uncomfortable silence fell upon the room. He clears his throat to regain my attention.

"Well, there's been a chance of plans. Since you're not cooperating to the best of your ability, we decided that we're going to use you to help benefit another phase of our plan but of course this phase takes place in the future.... Not too far.... About nine months to be exact."

He was obviously talking about a child but I was slightly confused, ever since I was young I was told I could not have children. What was this man planning. I smirked and slyly spoke up.

"I can't have children so what are you planning to do in nine months when the child does not arrive Doctor?"

"Oh now that's where your wrong...."

I raised an eyebrow at his comment.

"You may not be able to have a child with normal reproductive procedures but we're going to chemically induce and create a child within your womb by using a mixture of chemical's and DNA from our best soldier this will enhance the soldiers abilities and we are certain that this will work after the countless attempts with women with different blood types, of course they all died but you are different I can feel it. You will then nurture, and when the time comes teach and pass on your knowledge to the soldier which we will use to benefit the world and bring perfection."

I laughed at his response.

"Your crazy... You cannot force life nor can you chemically create such a thing"

He scoffed. And just before leaving I hear.

"Prepare her for the exemplary project. If this creation goes well then it will be the icon that every soldier looks up to. It will be flawless, and perfect better then the winter soldier. This soldier will be as strong as army's combined and...
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. hail HYDRA."

He was gone. Dr Zola has officially been deemed as a psychopath lunatic.

Doctors began entering the room one by one, Different contraptions held in hand some not even Norah had seen. This place was a place of secrets and she was about to become a part of the biggest secret they held here.

They began to strap her into a metal chair she thrashed and tried to get out  but she was stuck. A doctor pulls out a brief case and inside, Norah can see about thirty shirnges along with a pouch of blood.

'Who's blood is this? how are they going to create something as delicate as life? this is un-heard of, these people will not be able to do it. I'm not able to have kids. What i- '

Her thoughts were cut off by a surging pain in her lower abdomen no anesthetics were given, they wanted to see her pain, and that's what they saw. Norah screamed as they sliced open her flesh. She couldn't see anything because she was strapped to the metal chair, all she could see we're the bloody contraptions they used and purposely showed her while "operating".

Hours of screaming pain went by and Norah had seemed to get through it. Something they constantly injected her was stopping her from passing out from pain and Norah hated it, until the doctors brought out the needle and thread. As the doctors stitched her abdomen she felt at ease. The process was over.

The doctors left the room and Norah sat in silence collecting her breath.

~chapter end~