"Then you'll have no problem with me taking you as prisoner."
"Well, I'm making a pros and cons list in my head, and 'super villain who just attacked my city' is kind of a big one on there."
Alexandra Clark has been capable of special things...
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ALEX'S EYES FLUTTERED OPEN, AND SHE IMMEDIATELY DIDN'T RECOGNIZE WHERE SHE WAS. CEMENT WALLS SURROUNDED HER, and she was laying on the stone-cold floor. She sat up, rubbing her eyes. Her head was pounding. There was one door, and two guards were stationed outside of it.
She had absolutely zero clues as to where she was.
Suddenly, her temporary bliss of having just woke up faded. She remembered everything that had happened before she was knocked out. Loki traded her for the scepter. He willingly gave her away, tearing any bond they had in half.
"Allow me to enter." A foreign voice spoke.
Her head snapped up, her palms still spread out on the floor. A man she had never seen before stepped through the door that was opened by the guards. He wore some kind of green uniform, and had a circular monocle over his right eye.
"You're much smaller than I pictured."
"Who are you?" Her voice was strained.
"I am Wolfgang von Strucker, and you are in my laboratory."
She said nothing, but tried to think if she had ever heard of him before.
"You are very important to us here, Miss Clark. We have your companion to thank for so graciously handing you over--"
"He is not my 'companion'."
"Unimportant. We have the ability to create unthinkable things with the power we have. And, with you here, we can make you unstoppable."
"How are you going to do that without the scepter?" She sassily responded.
"We have the scepter."
Her stomach dropped. They had the scepter? What about the exchange? That meant they didn't give the scepter to Loki, but kept it. But, for what purpose? Did they steal it from Loki or...
Did he simply give her away?
Her head continued to pound. She was angry, but now she grew scared. What were they going to do with her? Was she to be another lab rat? She was in a cage, yet again. Was Loki going to come down here and attempt to get the scepter again, or did he simply not care she was here?
She looked up into his eyes, determined. "You won't succeed."
He laughed, standing up from where he was crouched. "And I suppose you're going to stop me? Pathetic girl."
He left her cell with a slam of the door. She brought her knees to her chest, thinking how she would get herself out of this. Whatever they wanted to do to her couldn't be for good. She needed to think, and fast.
