"My oh my, what a magnificent creature you are" the woman perks up with a caustic attitude. Her amused expression creates slight wrinkles on her middle aged skin. Her words sent a bitter taste down my throat and I grit my lethal canine teeth like a rabid hound hungering for it's prey. My eyes lit with a frenzied rage that commit directly at her disgusting, devilish features; I, not being able to sense a drop of fear in her ill soul, bite down harder letting a low rumble escape my lungs.
The woman lets out a laugh, tilting her head back softly in amusement, as if she was mocking a small critter scurrying frantically around a cage; and to her, that's what I was. I was a caged animal wanting out, wanting to rip her scrawny head off it's spine, wanting her blood to dye the walls around us red; after all, that's what I was made for. I was made just to kill, conquer, and destroy, everyone around me, and her... her face made my blood boil like a kettle about to burst from just the slightest glance, I wanted her dead.
"I've heard they trained you well, the blood of many stains your hands, isn't that correct?" Her accent was so smooth and gentle, it would almost make me at ease if it wasn't for her corrupted grin. Silence was met for her answer as she continued to speak. "Not a talker I see." It was true. I haven't spoke in over ten years or so, not a single word; Words only brought me pain and weakness, so I kept myself mute in order to stay alive. "Well then." She extended. "No need to speak, all you have to do is listen. I've got big plans for you." She chuckles to herself, walking over to the phone placed on her desk. Picking up the wired communication device, pushing a button on the dial pad as she speaks into the mic. "You can come back in boys."
There was a few seconds of silence then the door swung open as two men walked in, a long steel stick in both of their hands. As soon as their sent caught my nose, I could smell the pure exposed fear radiating off them. It made my stomach growl in hunger as I haven't eaten in a few days, making me lunge towards them a bit. Their smell... oh god how they smelt so divine, so tasty, so.... afraid. The men hesitantly step closer to the cage, gulping at my sight, and stood on either side, readying their metal poles directing the ends towards me. The rods were long, coated with a matte black finish and on the tip, pointing to me, were two smaller copper wires.
"A-Are you sure you want to do this ma'am? We don't know if it will hold her for long enough for you to-" one of the men was abruptly cut off by the woman's voice.
"Relax gentleman, no need to be so panicked." She hushed the boys in a calming manner. ~what the fuck is she going to do to me that she is so confident about? I swear, I'm going to rip her lungs out of her chest and force them down her own throat. I curse to myself showing my sharpened teeth more, even I didn't want to taste such a fucked up individual.
An uneasy silence radiates around the room as the French woman indicates to the men to bring the rods closer to me. As the poles enter through the small gaps between the bars, I begin to swat at them with loud clashes of metal as my fingers impact with the cold surface. The lady begins to laugh at my pathetic attempts to shake the things away, as she retreats to behind her desk pulling open a drawer; taking out what looks to be a circular metal collar, she walks back over towards me.
"Ready when you are boys." She taunts at the men as they being to press down on a small button on the rods, sending out a vibrating static noise followed by a pulse of electrical current. As soon as the blue lightning pressed against my skin, a wave of intense voltaic energy coursed through my veins, immobilizing me as I could no longer move. My head pounded with agonizing pulses as I tried to fight back the electricity, internally cussing at the men and woman.
~the hell! I can't move a damn inch. Does this bitch think she's going to tie me up like some mutt? I panic to myself as I watch the woman reach for her desk, snatching up a remote and pressing down. The cage bars slowly lower with a metallic sharp sound as they fold into each other like a telescope.

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Fire on Fire (Junkrat x Reader)
FanficAn unusual girl, escapes from the captivity of a place that put her through agonizing experiments. Now on the run she stumbles upon the overwatch team. letting her join the team she finds herself stuck on a heated feeling for someone that she grew u...