Back In The Game

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ELLA

"Hello Ella. It's been a while since we've last seen each other ."

A smile formed on my dry, cracked lips. The metal door closes from behind me, the big locks being turned by the men standing outside of the door. I turn around in my chair, no longer facing the gray walls of my cell, the legs of it creaking as I did so. There he stood. Just as I remember him. Hat on his head, covering his face with a shadow, and a long trench coat.

My hands continued to twist and turn the colorful cube that I was given the first day I was brought here, the cube he left me. I've done it a million times, and barely had to look down to know I was doing it right.

"2 years by my count. But it was my fault. I lost control. But, it will never happen again." I said.

I looked away from him and down at the cube in my hands.

"I hear you're doing much better. The doctors say you've made a lot of progress." He says.

"Yes."

"That's good."

A small silence forms between us.

"Please, just tell me the real reason you're here. And do not lie. I can tell if you do. I know for a fact it's isn't because you missed my company." I say with a small grin on my face.

"What if it was? But no, it isn't. I believe it's time to bring you back out into the world."

He wanted to take me out of this place? Why now? He probably wants something from me. I have done numerous things for him my whole life, what does he want this time?

"Why?" I asked.

"It's the Parker boy."

I stopped, my hand just about to turn a side of the puzzle cube. Green, Blue, Yellow, White. Done.

"What about Peter?" I asked. I continued to finish my cube.

"I need you to help keep an eye on him."

"No."

"Excuse me?"

My lips turned into a thin line. I looked down at the cube. Finished. My grip tightened around it.

"I don't want to be anywhere near him." I growled.

"Ella-"

"I SAID NO!"

There was a loud crack, followed by a crunching sound. The cube was crushed. I opened up my hand, the renaming pieces fall to the floor. I turn back around in my seat, plucking the rubber bands that were around my wrist. A gloved hand rested on my shoulder. I stopped.

"Ella, have I not been good to you?" he asked.

"You have." I say.

"Have I done anything to make you think otherwise?"

"No, sir."

He moved to stand in front of me and I looked down at my chained feet in shame.

I shouldn't have yelled at him. He could leave me here to rot in this place now, if he wanted. Ravencroft. How I despise this place. They're methods were...not ideal. Dehumanizing. If people outside of this building knew what they were really doing in here to people like me, they would probably be shut down.

I was sent here 2 years ago after I had a tantrum. A very big, dangerous tantrum. Like anger issuses to the max. I couldn't remember anything. Only that when it started I could hear my heart beating in my ears, really fast, and a scream. Then every thing was black. And I woke up on the floor of the cell I'm in now.

Over time I learned to control my anger by myself. Those 'doctors' didn't help at all. They just pushed me to my limits, fueled my anger. Lucky for them I learned to harness it, and kept it locked tight. If I didn't, they would all be dead by now.

"You are like a daughter to me, Ella. You always will be. I know you don't wan't too. I understand. But, I need you too. I need you to help me. Help bring that brat down."

He needs me. He could have found someone else, but here he is asking me. Was it because of my talents? My power? Of course it was. It always was. My eyes wondered back and forth as I looked at my feet.

"Why didn't you just find someone else?" I ask.

"Because...if there's anyone who won't disappoint me, it's you."

That's true.

"Once I'm out of here do I go after the boy?" I asked.

"No. We have plans for Mr. Parker. You know that well. Steps have to be taken."

I nod my head.

"I do have other things I need you to do. Which you will get started on right away."

"Of course, Mr. Fiers "

The events that happen in this story are all made up by myself. I do not own Marvel or any of its amazing characters. I only own Ella.

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