My name is y/n l/n and I'm an orphan. Both of my parents and my older brother died in a car accident when I was 4. For the longest time I blamed myself, but that story is for another time. I've been in the same orphanage for the last 9 years and I've lost hope in getting adopted. I'm currently the oldest here. People who are adopting always tend to adopt the little kids. Once you're a teenager you pretty much have no chance and getting adopted. Mrs. Johnson is in charge of the orphanage and she says some famous people want to adopt a kid so we have to be on our best behavior. But before I can see who the special guests are, I'm taken into Mr.Johnson's office and told that I'm no longer available for adoption. Wait, I'm being adopted?" You ask in a confused tone. "Not exactly. Another organization has offered money to take you off our hands. You leave once our guests leave." He says "You sold me?" You ask "The money will help the orphanage. Plus no one wants to adopt a teenager. You should be greatful someone thinks you're worth something." He says "What organization?" You ask "Hydra. They need a young strong girl for some testing." He says "You're out of your god damn mind if you think I'm going peacefully." You say as you stand up and make a run for the door but of course It doesn't open. You start to bang on the door and yell for help. Mr Johnson grabs your arm and slams you into the wall and slaps you leaving a stinging sensation on your cheek. "Screaming is useless. No one will be able to hear you. You don't have a choice in this, you're gonna be their problem now." He says After what seems like a few hours, there's a knock on the door. Two guards and a man walk in.