School of Powers

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Ned has moved five times. He was born in Hawaii, moved to Kentucky, Wisconsin, Maine, before settling in Queens with his family. MJ moved twice, first, she lived in New York City, then Manhatten, before finally moving to Queens.

I have never moved before. I've lived in Queens my whole life. But ironically, no one actually knows where I live. I tell them I live in the apartment building on the corner of Main Street and West Avenue. That's a lie. In between my supposed apartment and Mr. Delmar's is an ally.

A very long one, it is small and dirty and just big enough to walk side by side down it. Where most people think the next building starts, there is actually a doorway and stairs.

My home is completely underground. The average person thinks that my home is a mere myth, and quite frankly I wish it was a myth, but I'm not fortunate enough for that. My home is actually like a school and an awful school. It is called the House of Youth Detention Rooms for Abilities. For short, we call it HYDRA. They tell us it is a house where we can learn about our powers, a school for us.

But we all know better than that. We know it is a prison, we know it isn't to help us but only to hurt us. Every morning we are sent off to real school and Mid Town Tech. They put trackers on our wrists and hide new microphones on us every day. This is to 'ensure our wellbeing' but we all know that's bullshit.

We all know that it is to keep us from becoming too close to anyone. We know it is to keep us from leaving. If we go out of the perimeters we are allowed in, a shock is sent through our body and many of the 'teachers' are sent to come and find us.

According to the 'teachers' HYDRA used to be filled with people of abilities, including The Winter Soldier. The single greatest thing in HYDRA history. Once we turn 18, we are sent to another branch of HYDRA, for adults.

No one knows what happens there, but no one wants to find out. That's why every day on my birthday for the past 15 years I have spent it in my room bawling.

HYDRA is going through a shortage, the compound is empty and only one of the sleeping chambers is being used. Only three people live in the house, Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, and me.

We all get along very well and I am basically like their younger sibling. They are 16, when they turn 18 I will be all alone. The three of us are sent on missions, sometimes together sometimes alone. We are taught that there is a fine line between order and chaos. Our job, our duty, is to create so much chaos that the world is willing to give up their freedom to us, willing to let us come to power and restore the order that everyone craves.

...

Wanda and Pietro walk in front of me as they walk down the ally. They always do to protect me, they say that if one of the teachers were to be standing by the door waiting they want to be able to defend me.

Instead of fighting I just let them, I know I would lose that fight anyways. Besides, it feels good to have someone to look over me.

The school day was filled with boring teachers droning on about facts and statistics that will be superfluous in our future. HYDRA tells us that the only thing I need to know is how to fight, science, and the history of HYDRA.

I am given quizzes every Saturday from noon to three if I don't get 100% I might as well be dead.

The first time I didn't get one hundred percent, they dragged me out of the room and down the hall into a room with knives lining the walls and a metal chair in the middle. The pushed me into and while sliving my body they made me repeat a mantra over and over until I believed it.

'I am worthless.

I have no value.

My only duty is to fulfill HYDRA

I am worthless.

I have no value.

My only duty is to fulfill HYDRA."

Sometimes at night when I can't sleep I repeat the phrase in my mind. It's the only certainty I have in my life. At any moment HYDRA can do anything.

No matter how much I say the last sentence I just can't bring myself to believe it.

They are powerful, and I am just a lump of small coal to add to the flames they have created.

Once we walk down the never-ending flight of stairs, one dean stands with her shoulder against the wall. When she sees us she doesn't say anything.

The silence makes my stomach flip and the hairs on my neck stand up. When she turns around and walks down a series of halls we follow closely behind, but no two close.

The hallways grow wider so I walk between Wanda and Pietro.

Wanda taps her had on her thigh a few times causing me to take notice, after watching for a while I decode what she is saying, "Don't say anything. Let us do the talking."

The first thing we did at HYDRA, even before we started the intensive training was morse code. Apparently, it is 'vital that we know it so we can communicate with no words'.

I've been on 54 missions in my life and I have never once used it. I guess it is kind of cool to know though.

We reach the end of the hallway and there is a door. I've never been here before, and by the look on Wanda and Pietro's face, they've never been here before either.

She holds open the door for us and we politely thank her to avoid getting in trouble. Trouble means beatings and beatings means pain and fear.

The light bulb in the middle of the room illuminates a small portion of the room leaving the rest of the space in utter darkness.

She closes the door behind us and flips a few locks. In the corner of my eye, I see Wanda clenching her fists and Pietro looking like he will take off at any given moment.

After a beat of eerie silence, the light flicks off leaving us in darkness. I can't even see Wand and Pietro next to me. Or the dean standing before us.

Just darkness.

After another fearful moment of darkness, a different light flicks on causing me to jump. Under the ring of light produced by the bulb is a chair. Slightly behind the chair is a person with the HYDRA symbol tattoed over his chest.

Behind him is a bar with a bell on it. "Get him in the chair." The dean says.

The dean taps on her tablet, on her seventh one a neon blue color appears where the walls and ceiling meet. I can hear a humming noise vibrating through the room.

Wanda on clenches her fists and moves her hands in a way only she does. I wait to hear the humming of her powers. I wait to see the red glow in her eyes and the swarm of red around her hands.

Nothing happens. I stick my hand out to shoot a web towards the man. Nothing happens.

Pietro lunges forwards attempting to travel at his abnormal speeds, but instead, it is a slightly above average jog.

I look over to Wanda and then to Pietro, nodding.

We run into action.

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