Insanity

Fourteen

Maisie Ranger was hauled out the chopper. There were many people in uniforms, none of which Maisie recognised. She could barely see a clear face. She was pushed and pulled in different directions. She could hardly breathe. She couldn't see the kids. She couldn't see agents Barton or Romanoff. She was alone and afraid.

"Romanoff!" A male voice silence the crowd. It was complete standstill. The crowd split to let a man dressed in black with an eye patch through. He strode right up to Agent Romanoff. "You disobeyed my direct orders. You lied to a superior officer. You took an underage child, who was not qualified, behind enemy lines. What do you have to say for yourself?!" Romanoff showed no emotion, she stood stoic in face of pure anger. "You sound like a father scolding his child" she told him with a hint of a smirk. He pointed at her, "this is no time for games Romanoff. You're lucky I don't shoot your ass!" Despite her fear, Maisie really did think he looked like a father scolding his child. The man looked over the agent's shoulder and then back at her, "where's agent Westwood?" Romanoff looked down at the floor, "she sacrificed herself" the man lowered his hand, shock registered on his face before switching back to anger. "What do you mean sacrificed?!" He was yelling now, Maisie felt a sudden urge to step forward, "she went back for the serum!" Everyone turned to her, "and who the hell are you?!" The man walked up to her, towering over the girl. "Maisie Ranger sir" she told him loud and clear, Maisie stood up straighter and looked him in the eye. "Okay Maisie Ranger, you gonna tell me why you and a bunch of other kids are here?" "Olive-agent Westwood saved us. We were taken by Hydra sir. She got us out and sacrificed herself to destroy the serum" "okay, and why were you taken by Hydra?" His voice was an unnerving calm, like he was going to explode any second now. "They we're experimenting on us sir" whispers broke out amongst the crowd at this sudden revelation.

Agent Barton stepped forward, "Olive told me to keep this safe" he held out a small flash drive "she said it had important documents on it about the kids, about Hydra" the man took the flash drive of Barton, "I'll make sure this is reviewed. What happened to Ophelia?" Maisie shuddered at the name of horror. "We don't know sir, there was an explosion. We think she may have died in the accident" Romanoff told him. The man flicked his coat, "I want those kids fed and checked up. I wanna know exactly what Hydra did to them" then he was gone. The crowd began moving again.

Maisie felt herself being pushed inside. She had no idea where she was going other than forwards. Down a winding hallway that seemed to have no end.

A door. A large, metal door. It slid open. Inside was bed and wardrobe, there was another door inside, Maisie assumed this lead to a bathroom. The room was plain but liveable. Maisie stepped inside and the door slid shut behind her, she jumped and faced it. Frightened, Maisie stepped back into the dark. She could feel herself shaking as she moved further and further back. She hit the bottom the bed and fell onto the covers. Maisie pushed herself further up the bed and laid down. She was exhausted but sleep would not take her. Her eyes were wide she could feel the horrors of the last few years crawl up her skin.

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Five people sat in a booth in a quiet, run down bar, during midday. Natasha Romanoff stared into a glass, her partner in crime Clint Barton slung his arm around her, pulling her into his side. "I shouldn't of took her" she thought aloud in a mournful tone, "don't beat yourself up about it. Think about it this way, if Olive didn't come with us then we would be dead" Clint tried to show her the light of the situation, "but she'd still be alive" Natasha leaned back in her seat, Maria Hill reached out and put her hands on Natasha's, "she saved a lot of kids from Hydra, she's a hero"  Nick Fury turned to Phil Coulson, "any word on Ophelia?" "no, there has been reports of a break in on nearby property but nobody's been arrested" "do you think that could be Olive?" Clint asked, hopeful, Natasha sat up slightly, listening carefully. Coulson shook his head, "with an explosion that size? not likely. Sorry, if she was alive she would've contacted us by now" Natasha sunk back into her seat.

Noticing her sorrow, Fury decided to say something, "Olive was a brave agent. She charged into enemy lines and lay down her life to protect the world. She is everything Shield strives to be, we can only hope that her sacrifice inspires others to become better agents" he raised his beer bottle, "to Olive" the others raised their glasses with a "to Olive"

"aww guys, I didn't realise you cared this much, maybe I should die more often" spoke a condescending tone of voice followed by the scraping of chair being pulled up. The five members of Shield looked up see none other than Olive Westwood. Her brown hair sat comfortably on her shoulders, she was no longer wearing her Shield uniform, instead she wore a navy stripped suit. She sat down and looked at her glass bottle of coke, "I tried to get something alcoholic but I'm underage, that sucks" Olive was unfazed by the shock on her companions faces. "How are you alive?" Natasha asked, Olive smirked, "I'm the mother-freaking Banshee. That's how" "what are you wearing?" Clint questioned, "that's what you're gonna ask? You thought I was dead and that's the first thing you say to me?" Olive rolled her eyes dramatically, "I stole them from some rich bitch. Turns out there were houses nearby and they had nice stuff. I also stole a nice car to get here"

Fury turned to face the girl, a blank expression on his face, "so you thought it was a good idea to dump a bunch of kids on me without warning?" Olive gave him a playful punch on the shoulder, "what's wrong Furry? Thought you were great with kids?" "I'm appointing you in charge of them from now on" Olive's eyes went wide, "me?! I'm fifteen!" "what's wrong Westwood? Thought you were good with kids?" Fury mocked, Olive stuck her middle finger up at him, "asshole"

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Maisie Hawthorn was lead my uniformed agents to a new room. Inside were rows of white beds, half-filled with the kids rescued from Hydra. Doctors and nurses are walked about, some had needles, some had timers and some held clipboards. Maisie was lead to an empty bed and was told to sit down. A doctor walked over, "hi Maisie, I'm doctor Faliceir, we're just going to do a few tests then you're good to go. Okay?" A nurse came over, pushing a trolley of instruments. Dr Faliceir picked up the blood pressure monitor and strapped it around her arm, "just breath normally for me" he began measuring her blood pressure, "okay, everything seems normal. We're just going to take a few blood samples now" the nurse handed the doctor a needle. Maisie jumped back at the sight of it, "please don't" her voice was barely a whisper but Dr Faliceir heard it, "don't worry, it'll only take a couple of seconds" visions of a grim room and being strapped to a stand filled Maisie's view, "NO" she screamed. She pushed Dr Faliceir down and stood up, the nurse began to restrain her but Maisie fought her off. Maisie knocked the trolly over as she took off.

There was a guard waiting for her but she slipped out of his grip. Maisie was almost out the door. She ran straight into someone who grabbed her by the wrists. Maisie began trying to fight this person off frantically but they were too strong for her. "Hey! Hey, calm down!" Yelled the person, it was all just a blur to Maisie, she couldn't even make out the face the voice belonged to. She felt herself being picked up, the person belonging to the voice threw Maisie over their shoulder and carried her off. "Put me down!" Maisie kicked and punch but her kidnapper barely reacted. They carried her down the hall screaming and thrashing about, they then walked into room. They put Maisie down on a chair and they knelt in front of her, whoever it was grabbed onto her wrists again to hold her in place.

"Maisie! Maisie! You're safe! Wake up! You're safe now!" Maisie stopped resisting, her breathing was heavy as she tried to focus on who held onto her. There she was. Her saviour. Olive Westwood. Olive let go of Maisie who threw her arms around the teen, "thank you" Maisie murmured into Olive's hair. Olive wrapped her arms around the girl and rubbed her back, "you're safe now" she repeated over and over.

Maisie let go, tears running down her face, "how?" Was all she could get out, Olive shrugged, "I guess the Banshee wasn't ready to die yet" Maisie took Olive's hands in her's, "you saved us. I can't thank you enough" Olive shrugged again, "just doing my job" Olive then stood, pulling Maisie up with her, "the doc needs to do a few tests. I'm going to be with you the entire time" she the smirked, "you gonna behave this time?" Maisie gave her a small smile. Olive threw an arm around the girl and they walked out the room together.