Chapter 13: Mind gone haywire

"Cruentum infernum.." I mutter as I regain my consciousness . " Look who's awake ." a familiar voice chuckles , which makes me realize where I am . I try breaking out of my constraints but I hear the clicking noise of multiple assault rifles loading . " What do you want ?" I spit as I glare at the man in a grey suit . Alexander Pierce is staring straight back at me with a smug on his face .

"You know very well what we want , Chris ." he utters with a shrug . I lash out at him which makes him jolt back , " I'm not going to do anything for the likes of you ." I snarl at him as I tug at my restraints . He laughs , which catches me by surprise . " Ironic how you say this and work for them , you're getting picky ." he snorts . My eyes are fixated on him as he paces around the room , " You know , you don't have much of a choice now since you wiped out almost the entire platoon here . " Alexander chuckles as he stops in his tracks . " You got lucky I haven't got to you ." I sarcastically say as his expression changes to that of a pissed off toddler . The moment I stop my sentence , I punches me straight in the face , " Is that what you got , you faggot ?" I mock him which results in him hitting me again and again until my face become unrecognizable .

" Give him all of them . " he commands to those wearing surgical scrubs . My eyes widen as I know what he meant . " No !" I yell and I trash around as I feel a needle prick into my skin . " Decide , it's you or them ." he scowls as he stares at me intensely . I look at him , knowing that he got me in the palm of his hands , he knows they are my Achille's Heel. "Decide , Chris , you work for us , or we can just kill them ." he grins as he blatantly says.

I look at him dead in the eye.

"Take me then." I grit my teeth as I say it .

He laughs as he paces around me , "Looks like the Raven is back in business." . My eyes squeeze tight as I reminisce the moments I had with them , knowing that I may never be able to spend time with them like that again. " I'm sorry , Romanoff.....Stark." I mumble as I feel the familiar prick of electricity and needles.

After what feels like hours of psychological altering which pains me to hell and back , I am released from my restraints . I stand up with a blank expression on my face , Pierce's face is full of satisfaction at this point. Although I am under their control , I am still aware of what's going on around me .

" Добро пожаловать обратно , Ворон." He said in a thick Russian Accent .

" Да, сэр."