Torture

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Isabella POV

I woke up on a cold, hard, dirty ground with a pounding headache. All I remember was Hydra attacking me and I think I passed out. I kept trying to get out of his death grip, when he stopped. Turning around he slapped me on the cheek, HARD. I stood frozen holding now my red cheek. Once again he grabbed my arm, dragging me into a room.

"У меня есть девушка. Теперь, что мастер? (Ive got the girl. Now what master?" Great they speak Russian. I know a little Russian from Aunt Nat but not a lot. The one part of that sentence I understood was,"Now what master?" They continued to talk Russian.

"Теперь давайте начнем веселье. Хватай нож и делай что хочешь. Просто не убивай ее. (Now we let the fun begin. Go grab the knife and do whatever you want. Just dont kill her)" The person, who I assume was the leader. Wait Knife? Oh no.  He turned to me and smirked,"Well then, lets get this party started!"

He starts to drag the knife along my cheek. I bit down on my lip so I dont scream. I will not give him pleasure by screaming. The smirk is wiped of his face and is replaces by a frown. This time he plunges the knife slightly in my thigh. Once again I dont scream. I can tell hes getting angry. He drops the knife, swinging at my nose. I hear a sickening crack.

This goes on for a little longer until he unties me. He drags me back to my cell and throws me in. I hope my dad come soon. Where are the Avengers when I need them?

Its been a few nights and im starting to lose hope. I get tortured everyday for about twenty minutes. They then throw me in a cell and once a week I get food and a little water. Today though they were doing something different. They drag me into a room that looks like a lab. The guys who's holding me starts to strap me in. Im too weak to fight back. 

As he finishes strapping me down, I see another guy holding a shot with something blue in it. Wondering what it is I croak out,"What is that?" Everyone in the room seems to ignore me. Frustrated I try to fight the chains. "Stop that!" The guy who drags me around orders. I ignore him, like he did to me moments ago, and continue fighting that straps.

Some other dude turns to me and pulls a knife out stabbing my thigh.I try not to scream, but a little whimper escapes. After that I stop struggling, knowing ill never break these chains. The one holding the blue shot walks towards me. He injects it in me and I feel pain and electricity flow through my body. My body starts to jerk around and I feel extreme pain. I passed out from the pain.

(WARNING: RAPING! PLEASE SKIP IF YOU DO NOT LIKE THESE THINGS)

When I wake up next strapped to the cold ground, my body battered up.

 "Ах, ты проснулся. Теперь настоящее веселье может начаться. (Ah your awake. Now the real fun can start)" Fun? What's he going to do? Suddenly he pulls down his pants an boxers. I gulp knowing whats going to happen. Suddenly he pulls down what little clothes I have. I start to squirm, trying to get away. 

I start to scream,"Help!" He quickly covers my mouth and stuffs a cloth in my mouth. He starts to trust into me. It hurts really bad. Im a virgin, so that doubles the pain. I start to cry and scream into the cloth. What feels like forever, of pain and torture, he finally pulls out. Throwing me over his shoulder he throws me into my cell naked.

(RAPE IS OVER)

I was in so much pain I didn't think id fall asleep. I just wanted my dads. I wanted to cuddle into Peter, and feel safe. Please find me soon dads.

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