PrisonerĀ #56893
*In. Out.*
*When weāre in, we canāt escape the cold. Itās everywhere. It pierces our skin like needles and makes it harder to breathe.*
*When we come out it feels so much better. It doesnāt hurt anymore. Well it does. But its not the cold doing the hurting. Itās THEM.*
*Honestly we canāt decide what we prefer more. Being in the stifling cold where we feel like weāre slowly suffocating....or being out....with their sharp knives and electric shocks....*
People scream. Voices beg. Some scratch. Some plead. Some even fight back. But no one ever won. Not when she was deployed.Ā
With the super soldier serum combined with training with the Winter Soldier, there wasnāt a whole lot that she couldnāt do. And when they ran the risk of her becoming irrelevant? They shipped her off to Russia to join the Red Room program. A program that ended soon after her training was complete but beforeĀ āgraduation.ā
Returned to Hydra, her skills were now unmatched. No one could beat her. Although no one within Hydra could prove that because they had put her back into cold storage before they could use her.Ā
But she was there. And she was waiting. For the day when she could get her revenge. Against Hydra for what they had done to her. Against Hydra for taking her little girl away and against the Winter Soldier....for making her this way.
And gods have mercy on anyone who stood in her way. Because she wouldnāt.












