Novembers POV
I have no clue how long I have been in this room being tortured, but it was a while. One of the things I know is that the higher the level of electricity, the more pain. After a level or two, I gave up on trying not to scream. I just couldn't help it anymore; it hurt too bad. The sound of my own voice echoed off the cold, unforgiving walls.
The second thing I know is that there were two ways of torturing me: one through the chair and the other through knives. They would lock the door and force me out of the chair and would dig knives into my skin, never cutting deep enough that I would bleed out but enough for it to cause pain. The cycle continued for hours.
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Stephen's POV
Wanda decided to give the returnees a tour of the training center, so we waited till they came back to start the meeting. It took an hour for the meeting room door to open to reveal Wanda, Steve, Bucky, Elizabeth, Sarah, Peggy, and Natasha coming in for the meeting.
"Strange. Did you find where she is?" asked Sam after they took their seats.
"No, but I have a theory on why she is missing that I know is true; y'all just might want to sit around to hear the story," I said while looking over at Steve.
"Who is missing?" Steve asked, looking around the room, not knowing who was an Avenger or not after being dead for so some time.
"Two people," I said, looking at him, "Nick Fury and November."
"Who is November?" Asked Elizabeth, staring at me like I lost my mind.
"November Wynter Rogers," Steve said, staring at me, "You lost my only child."
"Steve, let me explain what the two of us have been doing for the past two years." I said, looking at him, begging for forgiveness.
So I told them every little detail of every little thing that I could remember. As I recounted our adventures, the weight of my confession hung heavily in the air. Peggy's expression shifted from confusion to concern, while Steve's jaw clenched tighter with every revelation.
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November's POV
"Please just kill me already," I cried out at the pain got worse then it was.
Suddenly the electricity stopped and Nick Fury told everyone to leave the room.
Fury walked over to me and said, "You know Darling, I simply cant do that it would ruin my plan."
After Fury said that, he put his hand on my chin and forced me to look up at him, then he kissed me.
I tried over and over to push him off of me; I kicked and punched him, but nothing seemed to work.
Fury's hands roamed my body over and over until all of my clothes were off.