Sometimes we need to realise that we are in hell, and that we deserve to be there for our sins that we have done.
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As I waited to get my brain wiped, I over heard the Agents say that the machine they used to wipe our minds was slightly broken. Meaning it wouldn't work to its full effect. I sighed deeply. I wanted to get rid of the images that were still floating around in my head, but it looked like luck wasn't on my side. Luck was never on my side.
Eventually, Hydra Agents came to my cell. I look over to Winter and see him look at me, a small smile appeared on my lips but it was gone just as quickly as it was placed there. Just as before, rough, unforgiving, gloved hands made their way to my biceps, gripping them with as much force as they could muster up. Trying to keep me in place. I went with them, despite the urge to fight back and to run away. Hydra might of been cruel but they were Winter's and I's home, we couldn't just ditch them while knowing the dangers beyond these safe walls.
Five long minutes passed while walking down the dull, gloomy, hallways, until we reached a bust up silver door. A lone window was placed at the top of the door in the center. Pass-by's could take a glance in and watch what would happen to subjects like us, if we start to malfunction. The door grew closer and closer and we came towards it. A black glove flew out, just as it became in arms reach, holding onto the handle and pushing the door open for all the contents to be seen. After being directed to the seat and getting shoved down into it, a kind looking woman came up to me with a metal tray. Her attire was a white nure tunic dress with red stiching out-lining the pocket and various other things. Skin coloured stockings was worn under the dress continued by black shoes that stoped just on the heel of her foot and had about an inch or so of heel underneath. Giving her that little bit more of height. She wore a white hat on top of her head keeping her middle length ginger hair out the way of work.
She walked over to me, her heels echoing around the walls. As she got to me she placed the metal tray on the table next to me. Two things were placed in the tray. One needle with the silver liquid already inside and a mouth guard. Her hands picked up the mouth guard and she shoved it in my mouth. I bit down onto it hard knowing what was going to happen shortly. The needle was picked up and she examined it. Her pointer finger and thumb came together before she released them, making her flick the vile inside. She peeled her eyes away and gave me a smile that i knew was fake.
The most Hydra could do was inject me with this silver metallic substance. The metallic substance would run through my veins, and I could feel it. The pain was excruciating not to mention itchy. It was like sandpaper getting dragged along open wounds, only it was inside my body. Once it had done it's 'magic' as Hydra would like to call it. I would be kind of woozy and confused, but it never wiped my mind. All it did was make me concentrate a hell of a lot more.
Once the liquid was injected, the side effect was beginning to take place. A thick sweat covered my forehead and cold shivers ran down my spine. My eyes watered and it ran down my face. My arms and legs were shaking so much it looked like I had Parkinson's disease. But then the pain came. It came like a shower of bullets had been shot at me and they all had gotten lodged in every orifice of my body.
My scream that erupted, like a volcano, from my throat was muffled by the navy blue mouth guard. My head shot up and my nose scrunched up. My brown eyebrows frowned as my dull hazel eyes squinted making them almost completely closed. As I screamed my voice cracked and tears pricked my eyes, but I refused to let them fall.
After a good few hours of pain, cold shivers, and thick sweat, it was finally over. My body relaxed as much as it could and I took a long over due deep breath through my nose. The sweat, shivers, and shaking soon stopped leaving me sitting in a old, worn chair weak and exhausted.
Before I could fully comprehend anything else that was happening, guards yet again made me stand up. Though this time they didn't drag me roughly along with them, they let me slowly walk in the middle of four guards, knowing that I was too weak to do anything to harm them. We didn't go to the direction of my cell as we would normally. This time we went down to the briefing room, connected to the briefing room was another weapon room only to be used for big missions.
When we got to the briefing room the door was already open, waiting for us to walk right in. As we did so, I saw Winter sitting down on a bench that was against the wall, and Peirce towering over him making himself look menacing and extremely dangerous. Our foot steps had echoed, stating that we were there in the room, so Peirce glanced over to us and beckoned for me to sit next to Winter who also gave me a small glance.
After I silently sat down, Peirce briefed us on what we was to do. There was a man call Steve Rogers, he was about six foot one white male, short blonde hair that looked slightly messy. His features made him look slightly like an eagle. Next was another man that we knew, his name was Jasper Sitwell. He had worked for Hydra, He was mixed race and about five foot eight. He was bald but had Glasses that framed his face. Lastly, there was a woman. Natasha Romanoff, she was white and around five foot two. Straight mid length ginger hair framed her face.
Winter and I looked to each other and back to peirce. We nodded our heads signalling that we were ready to gear up and obey our orders that we where given. We had been informed and were told that Steve Rogers was our top priority to kill.
We were given our final orders to gear up and go kill our missions and we would do just that. Kill.
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