15
One Year Earlier
Several Miles Underground
Washington
Sweat rolled down the side of her face, crouched on the floor, bent over, trying to cope with the buzzing noise that was now echoing around the room, the buzzing noise which was managing to pierce into her brain and make her temples sting. There was no way she could block it out, the noise was relentless and ongoing, Daisy couldn’t escape it and she felt for sure she was going faint.
How much time had past, she couldn’t tell, everything kept changing, any sense of time she had was gone, each different new form of torture changed their length of time and their amount of pain they caused. The sleeves of her shirt were torn from Daisy’s constant attempts to pull them longer and use them to cover her ears.
Nothing worked.
Closing her eyes, she felt herself slipping, the sound of the buzzing growing further and further away.
“Take her out.” Pierce said as he watched her body go limp to the ground.
From behind five white coated man and woman stood up left he room. Still watching, Pierce took a seat and turned his head to his eldest daughter.
“I know what your thinking Cat.” Pierce told her curtly. “But I won’t have you use it on her.”
Exhaling frustratedly, Caitlin Pierce leaned back in her chair. “It will work on her. If you would let me-“
“No.” Pierce said firmly.
Turning away Caitlin looked down to the room her sister was in to see the white coat individual carry her out a gurney. “When will you take him out of cryo-freeze?”
“As soon as Daisy is ready.” Pierce told her. “I’ll need both of you to start your mission as soon he’s awake.”
From below Daisy was wheeled on the gurney and taken into another room, though unconscious Daisy aware of certain things, she was aware she being taken out the room and she felt aware that there was more to.
Avengers Tower - 61st Floor
New York
Patiently Doctor Banner looked at the footage he had seen a hundred times already.
Outside of Daisy apartment a security camera had captured the image of a shadowy dark figure outside herbuilding, in front of the Chinese restaurant. The figure at first walked to the front the building, turned, then from his side Banner could see the person pull out something aim it towards the camera and then the camera went blank.
“Jarvis has analysed it frame for frame.” Came a female voice from over his shoulder, breaking his concentration.
Looking down away from the screen Doctor Banner pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled. “I know Nat…but there has to be something to help us find her.”
Talking a seat behind him, the red haired and casual dressed former Russian assassin, now highly valued member of the Avengers team, put a friendly hand on his shoulder and told him comfortingly. “Come-on Bruce, you’ve got Tony, Jarvis and Cap all doing everything they can to find her.”
Turning around to face Natasha Romanoff, Banner smiled, there were few people he let get that close to him and there were given less people were when they talked to him and help calm him it worked, Natasha was the only he let do both and to whom he felt most comfortable around.
Walking into the room that Doctor Banner and Romanoff sat was Steve Rogers, in his hands he held a tablet lit up in front of him. Looking briefly at them, he coughed to show the two that he had entered, to where Natasha took her hand off Banner’s shoulder and looked over to Rogers. All three sat in Avengers Tower in the part of the tower that Tony Stark affectionately liked to call the Playroom because it was were all his latest gadgets and ideas came to fruition, whenever at the Tower, which over the last few years and been often, Doctor Banner could be found there, helping to rationalise and create Tony’s ideas and plans. Though Rogers often felt the room was far too technical for his dealings, he, like Romanoff worked and stayed there because that was were everyone else was (having decided long ago that visiting Tony’s actual Toy room was far too much for him, as that was basically what everyone felt was Tony’s ego room, where everything Tony oriented lived).
“Just got the information back about whether or not anyone fitting Daisy description has been taken seen/record traveling international.” Rogers started.
“And…” Banner asked slowly, already knowing the answer.
“Nothing.” Rogers answered with an exhale. “No-one fitting her description has been seen anywhere, Jarvis has tapped into every security system from here to Timbuctoo and got zip.”
Tilting her head to side Romanoff said helpful to Banner. “Well, we already knew that, we just have to work from-“
“Guys…” Banner said gently but firmly with a gentle shake of his hands. “Whoever has her they not going to be taking the Easyjet to anywhere.”
Both Romanoff and Rogers looked at each other with a concerned face, knowing that Banner was facing the harsh reality they had been trying to conceal as best they could.
“We’re going to have to try a different approach.” Banner told.
“Like what?” Romanoff asked.
“Fury.” Banner replied.
Frowning Rogers took a seat and put the tablet he held down. “Fury? No-one's seen or heard from him in months.”
“Two weeks actually.” Romanoff corrected him.
Both Rogers and Banner turned to face her.
With a look of mock innocence Romanoff shrugged. “When your ex-boss is in hiding because as far as everyone knows your ex-boss is six under and worm-feed, you don’t mention to everywhere when you last spoke to them.”
Shaking his head but with a sly amused smirk on his face Roger said. “Spies, you really can’t turn off can you.”
Challenging him Romanoff joked back. “I’ll turn off the spy when you turn off the soldier.”
Both Rogers and Romanoff exchanged smiles, knowing their was no offence taken and that over time this conversation had been had before and that neither could win or best the other.
“Fury has more on the ground information and unofficial knowledge then even Jarvis has.” Banner told.
“But finding Daisy?” Rogers asked. “Bruce, Tony said he knows someone-“
Interpreting Rogers, Romanoff stood up. “I’ll contact Fury.” And proceed to walk out.
Rogers and Banner looked at each other.
“You sure Fury can help?” Rogers asked.
“Don’t have a choice.” Banner told him. “The only thing we have is the footage from outside her apartment, after that there not even a dust trail. If anyone can find anyone its Fury.”
“But will he help?” Rogers asked.
“He owes her his life.” Banner said firmly. “Even if he can’t help, he’ll do whatever he can to find someone who can.”