A new Test (Avengers × Reader)

Escaping HYDRA

I was chained up, Tightly. The walls around me were shaking, explosions ringing throughout the facility, the roof begining to slowly cave in. I was silently begged for a quick and painless death.

Guess the universe had other plans

I was starved, my bones were visible due to the lack of food, my face was battered and bruised, the most significant and noticeable cut was the long, deep gash which expanded across my right eye and most of my face, and the gash wasn't even clean, no surprise there, but rather very badly infected, it stung like mad but I was used to it so I just forgot about the pain.

Suddenly the door burst open, bringing light into the dark, damp cell which I called my home. I didn't care, I just leant my head against the cold wall of the cell, and closed my eyes, begging for death.

"Oh my god.. what did they do to you?!" The stranger whispered, he ripped the chains away from my almost bare body and carried me out the burning building. The Man raised his arm carefully up to the side of his head, pressed something in his ear and began to speak.

"Nat, make room, I've got an extra, She's going to need medical attention too, Get Barton ready!"

I could barely hear someone respond to him

"Rodger that, Rogers, Clint's getting set up and ready now."

The Man continued walking for about five more minutes before banging on the back of a giant jet, the ramp lowered and he slowly walked inside, my body still precariously clutched in his arms.

A man who looked about 40 years old and a lady with red hair come rushing up to the man who was carrying me. I was struggling to stay awake, and were barely concerned about the conversation they were having, though I listened, none the less

"Steve, what happened to her?!"the red-head asked

"Steve this is- badly infected and is going to take a while to heal!" the Other man said while looking down at the gash on my face

"I know, but we found her like this, HYDRA are a literal monsters, she looks so young!"

"Steve what if she's another brainwashed soldier? Fury's got enough uncontrollable ones to deal with, I doubt he wants another!" The red-head speaks up again

I piped up, barely able to speak and form sentences, but it's enough sign from me to let the people know I'm the person in control

"My name....(Y/N)... Please...help...save me!" I squeak, barely audible but they thankfully heard me.

"Glad you're okay, Hun, can I ask how old you are?" The guy holding me looks down with a warm smile plastered across his face

"I'm...17"

"STEVE SHES A KID! WE NEED TO GET HER BACK TO THE COMPUND FOR PROPER MEDICAL ATTENTION!"

And with that the guy, who's name I assume is Steve carried me over to a seat and carefully placed me down and strapped me in. The jet fired up and soon we were fly high in the sky. I couldn't stay awake any longer and drifted off into the harsh black.

--------Time skip brought to you by: Applebees-------

I woke up,being blessed by Mr. Steve talking in his coms, I heard him say the name 'Tony' so I assume that's the name of the person who he is talking to

"Tony, she's just a kid, yes, she's a badly injured kid and will spend quite a while in recovery, but still can you please get a room sorted for her to stay in!"

I steadily got up, not making much noise as I clambered to the front of the jet to where Mr. Steve was sitting
I gently tugged on his shirt, making him jump 6ft in the air, it was quite funny actually.

"Mr. Steve, sir, sorry for interrupting, but I just wanted to say, Thank you!"

"Thank you? What for, kiddo?"

Ms. Natasha and Mr. Clint looked over at the conversation between me and Mr. Steve, They looked at me with teary eyes, I didn't know why, truthfully, so I just dismissed it and continued talking to Mr. Steve

"For rescuing me from that horrid place, I don't remember much but I do remember what they did, and I'm greatful to be out of there!"

Ms. Natasha looked deep in thought before Mr. Clint spoke up for her

"What DO You remember?"

They were all speaking so calmly and softly to me, it helped me stay relaxed enough to actually think

"I remember the daily experiments and tests they did, they'd shove needles into my skin and make me eat stuff that looked nasty, the occasional pill or two, the pills were normally made with a bit of Mercury."

They all stared at me in shock, and Mr. Steve breathed a barely audible 'Geez'

"Anything else?" Ms. Natasha asked me

"They used to strap me in this chair, binding my hands down so I couldn't escape, they'd turn the machine on and it's send shockwaves of pain through my body, i could barely remember anything after the procedure"

Mr. Steve looked at me, teary-eyed, like he'd experienced this before or knew someone who'd experienced it.

"You're gonna have to talk to, Bucky" Steve piped up "He knows better than anyone what you're going through"

"I'm not really one for making friends, I never have been, always the 'Lone wolf' type."

Mr. Steve gave a knowing smirk to Ms. Natasha while I wasn't looking. I stared out the window, watching the rising sun, I'd never seen such beauty, Mr. Steve and the others laughed between themselves, I just ignored them.
Mr. Clint turned the volume on the radio up and one of my favourite songs, before the whole Experiment thing, came on it was a song by 'The Animals' called ' House of the rising sun'

(A/N- see song at top if you haven't heard it)

I was always a sucker for old songs, way before my time, and this was no exception, I sang and danced along as best I could, considering my weaker state, The others just stared in awe at me, I felt a little embarrassed not gunna lie! Once the song finished, they whistled and howled and i, being me, took an overdramatic bow, and we all laughed.

"You really like music, Huh?" Ms. Natasha asked me

"Yea!" I replied, "it makes me really happy and allowed me to get the stress of whatever off my shoulders!"

Mr. Clint got up and presses a button at the back of the jet, revealing the largest collection of CDs I've ever seen, I rushed over, nearly falling over, and bent down, scanning carefully though the collection till my eyes fell upon one

'AC/DC- Back in Black'

I held the CD up so they could see, and they quickly smiled and nodded, I slowly walked back to the front of the jet, Mr. Clint cradling his arms around me so he could catch me if I fell, we reached the front and I put the CD in, the radio then said something and I looked ahead at it and stared

"Now playing Track number 1, AC/DC Hell's Bells"

"WHAT THE F-"

"LaNgUaGe!"

"Sorry, what, in all the 9 realms, was that?!"

"Tony put His A.I, F.R.I.D.A.Y into the radio, she's everywhere now, sorry!"

The tune started playing and we all started jamming, it was all over to soon as we touched down at the tower Helipad, I fell over and just laughed while the others shocked expressions of worry eased off. We were greeted by a man who Mr. Steve referred to as 'Tony'. So this is who he was talking to earlier.