I had to jimmy the door open, only because there were no keys in the pockets. Thankfully I do have amazing strength. Once I was in her house I practically ripped off the clothes, not wanting to have nasty Hydra clothes on.
Finding the owner's room was hard, only because there are like two other bedrooms. One is a guest room and the other being full of males clothes. The first thing I did was find the master bathroom connected to the bedroom of the owner. Practically ripping my torn-up shorts and tank top off, I let the warm waterfall on my bruised skin.
It felt nice to clean myself, something the guards never let me do. They always had a guard follow me into the showers, letting his dirty hands touch my bare skin. This is luxury, plus the shampoo smells like strawberries. Turning off the water I find a towel folded up in a shelf next to the shower, so I wrap it around me.
Moving back into the bedroom I tore through the closet, trying to find any comfortable clothes. Thankfully I did see a pair of black sweatpants all the way on the bottom of the closet, so I paired it with a white shirt. Once I was dressed, the front door of the house opened.
"Martha? You home?" a male shouts out.
For a second I froze, unsure on who this person was and why they are here. Did I lock the front door? He must have a key then? Is it a room mate? I need to do something quick, like really quick. So I turned off the bedroom lights and practically flew onto the bed (which felt like clouds compared to the floor).
The blankets went over me, hiding me to make it look like its Martha sleeping. My heart skipped a beat once the bedroom door slowly open. I could see the hallway light flood into the room. Honestly I have no idea why I am so scared, I am a literal soldier. Made to kill people for fun. I wish the winter soldier was here, he would save me from this.
"I didn't know you would be home so early darling," the male says.
Two hands touch me, forcing me to face the unknown male. His eyes widden at the view of not Martha in her own bed. He jumps back a bit before a smirk comes apon his face. I jump off the bed quickly, gaining some space between us.
"So you are the soldier my dear Martha talks about. Seems like you are a little far from home, hmm?"
I just stare back at him, not wanting to respond. This male can take me back to that horror place, some place that doesn't have the soldier. I need to find him, he is the only reason I am here.
"You trying to find Stark? Hmm? Lost puppy trying to find home again? Sorry to break it to you, but home for you is back at Hydra. That is where I am taking you."
The male takes a step towards me, resulting in me taking a step back. He is a innocent male, but he wants to take me back to Hydra. So that makes him innocent, but a potential threat. I don't want to hurt him, but I might if the situation escalates.
Looking at my escape routes I see only two. The door behind him and the window behind me. The window is the best bet, but I don't want to leave my shelter. But if I kill this man that would make both Hydra and the police to look for me.
"Come here little girl."
He takes another step to me, pulling out a small handgun from his waistband. My eyes widen as the barrel levels up to my eyes. The male faintly smiles as he continues to walk towards me. With quick thinking I continue to step back, my elbow smacking the window. Great strength kicked my elbow back, breaking the window open. A breeze falls between us, so I let that distract him as I fall backwards out of the window.
