Chapter 22
Trigger Warning
Julia's P.O.V:
"That's impossible." Odin was shocked and angry.
Just as I saw the other version of me open a portal, I limped over to Thor and collapsed. All of my energy and adrenaline had left me.
"Julia?! Stay with me!" I heard Thor's voice, but everything around me seemed to get blurry and and dark.
"I'm sorry," My voice cracked, as everything turned black.
I was strapped to a table, my powers not working for some reason. I could here Nat screaming in agony through the back of my head. Guards' voices were muffled, but I could still slightly here them.
"Hello my dear," I saw Baron walking in.
"Help! Someone help me! Dad! Tony! Anyone?!"
"No one can reach you here my love."
He took out a syringe filled with a brightly colored mystery liquid. Three other scientists took out nine more. They injected two in my abs, one in each thigh, one in my neck, one directly on my spine, two in my shins and two in my wrists. All I felt after was blinding, white hot pain. I screamed endlessly. I screamed until my throat felt raw. I screamed until I could scream no more. And every time the screaming stopped, they injected me with more of that liquid.
It was hell. I felt the flames, burning me.they made me swallow thirty seven pills a day, that caused even more pain. They injected me with the liquid every two days. They laughed, when they saw a teenage girl writhing on a steel platform, heavily strapped down, screaming and screaming and screaming and screaming, almost like if I could scream loud enough or long enough I would wake up. It would all be a dream.
And for some reason, a teenage girl in complete and utter pain turned them on. I was defenseless against them, but, I had an ally. He was the asset. From knowing Steve, I knew he was Bucky. And, I loved him. Platonic ally, of course, because I already had Loki. He saved me when I couldn't save myself. Whenever I got a glimpse of silver or black or a tiny bit of red, I would smile to myself, and the pain would go away for a second.
There was never a day where I didn't miss Loki. My big ball of hurt and anger and malice and mischief, but a big ball of love and gentleness and kindness and happiness. The thought of him pulled me through it. It made me survive each and every day. I was so, so lucky, that the Asset was there. Although I was… touched, in the worst places, I had a protector, who protected me from losing my virginity without my consent.
After four hundred seventy three days of torture, training, and experimentation, they decided I was ready. To become a brainless hydra freak, only trained to kill and kill and kill and kill. Maybe, since I was in the past, they'd make me kill my dad. And on the four hundredth and seventy third day of hell, they decided I was ready. They led me to a machine. I knew what it was. It took your memories away. My memories. Loki, Tony, the Asset, Cisco, Dad, Mom, Steven, Chandra. It… they, would all be gone. I knew I could only comply. The building was dampening my powers.
They gave me new powers. Powers, I could only hope to control. That's what the experimentation and part of the training was for. They played with my genetics. Apparently, as the daughter of the two most powerful metas, I have a new gene that has never been discovered. It's recessive, which is why they don't show, but they call it the X gene. I also have the alien gene. Cree I think? They experimented on me so much. The pills and the mystery liquid, everything. They turned me into a monster.
I got into the machine. It locked my arms down. They put, no forced, a mouth guard in my mouth. And all I felt, once again, was the blinding pain. My vocal cords ached for days after that. It was pure torture. I thought my friends, family, everyone in my life. And after the pain stopped but my headache continued, I could still remember. "Its the Aether. It protected me," i thought to myself.
"Hello? You are you okay. I have saved you." Baron said. I looked around, and I was in a normal room.
I looked at him and quietly replied yes, controlling myself from punching him. If I I had to, I would gain Hydra's trust, then betray these mother fuckers.
"I am your father, Baron Con Strucker, but you can call me Barry, or, Dad." I was angry. Beyond anger, fury, you couldn't even describe it with words. This mother fucking son of a bitch is trying to pretend to be my father.
"What happened? What's my name? I can't remember anything," I played along.
"Your name, is Julia Von Strucker. You have powers. Cryokinesis (ice) and super speed, which you were born with. You also have hydrokinesis (water), Pyrokinesis (Fire), atmokinesis and aerokinesis (weather and air), umbrakinesis (darkness), photokinesis (light), Terrakinesis (earth), Asterokinesis and astrakinesis (cosmic and astral energy), Electrokinesis (lightning and electricity), and Spatio-Chronokinesis (space and time).
"You also have. Manipulation of magnetism. It was encoded in your DNA, but your powers didn't start showing until a few months ago. You also have an alien gene, which gave you Vitakinesis. Healing, but you cannot heal yourself unfortunately. You got powers over the multiverse and speed force in an explosion"
I hadn't realized they had done all of that to me. Light, Darkness, Fire, Water, Weather/Air, Earth, Healing, Cosmic/Astral energy, Lightning, and Space/Time. For the next few months, I trained. I got Hydra's trust. I became their second in command. I recruited SHIELD Agents. I, escaped. I left James. But now, I'm in my own timeline. I'm… home.