Chapter 9- Hydra

  It had been a few months since I had started seeing Sam, and everything was getting better. Less nightmares, less flashbacks, and less panic attacks. I was even working on hiding the Infinity Stones from Thanos. That was until yesterday. When I decided to tell Fury about Hydra within SHEILD and Project Insight. I even had him watch Captain America: Winter Soldier. 

  On my way home, though, things changed. I was in the back seat, Happy driving, radio on playing some stupid music. The music didn't bother me, I just didn't care. Everything was fine. I had a purpose. I was fixing things. That was till the car flipped and I found myself unconscious. 

  When I woke up, turns out I had been kidnapped. My first and hopefully last time ever. I knew I was in danger. I knew too much. It's times like this that I just hope my powers would kick in. Because unlike most powers as I can tell, these powers were impossible to control. They would only be put in use if I was in danger.

  But, apparently, being kidnapped by Hydra is not considered 'danger' by my powers. Which, to be honest, fucking sucks. I would give anything to be in any world. Even if it meant I was in The Walking Dead. Anywhere but here.

  I've read the fanfictions. I've watched the movies. Hydra is brutal. I've only been awake for, like, 5 minutes, so the torture hasn't begun. I so hope that's why my powers haven't kicked in. 

  My mind is going a million miles a minute. I could die here, Fury could be dead. Captain America could be dead. Bucky may not be able to be un-brainwashed. I may have royally fucked up. My father could be dead.

  I could feel a smile on my face just remembering what had happened when I first called Tony dad. It was just a month ago. At first, he was surprised. Then he gave me the biggest hug he could possibly give. It is those memories that are going to keep me alive. And my determination to stop Thanos.

  I have to stay alive. Even if it means that my PTSD gets worse. Do I give a fuck right now? No. Will I give a fuck later? Probably.

  I hear the door unlock and look up at the door. Obviously the guy who had to open the door was Pierce. God, I just wanted to reach to his throat and choke him. But I couldn't. Because my hands are tied to the wall.

He smiles at me, "You shouldn't have told Fury. A mistake on your part."

  He then stomps his foot onto my leg and I'm not surprised when I hear a sickening crack. His evil smile gets wider with satisfaction.

He turns around, "Okay. Let's get started with the experiments. Guards!"

They grabbed me and I scream, "No! No! Please, no!"

He gives me a mocking grin, "Please, yes."

Tony's POV (5 Months Later)

  I was sitting in my office when Pepper had told me the news. It was like someone shot a hole in my heart. Abigail was missing, and I couldn't find her. I had tried everything. Alexander Pierce was on the run, and all of the other agents were KIA or Arrested. 

  Everyone is trying to help find her. She is after all, family. And we need her help. She vaguely told me of a threat, a big one, that she knows how to defeat. I wanted to, but I didn't look into her phone. I respect her privacy. No one else's, though.

  We had found Barnes not too long after she had been kidnapped. His memory had been restored, but it was still a little hard to be around him. But, for Abigail's sake, I did. She may not be here, but the way I had heard him talk about him. He was important to her. And when she comes back she'll be excited to meet him.

  Before they had taken her, she had just started calling me her dad. That memory, that's what gave me hope. She was my baby girl! She was only 14 when kidnapped, and her birthday was spent in captivity. 

  I have missed so much in her life, and now, for all I know, those few months I had gotten with her may be all I'll ever get.

  Just that thought sends a tear down my face. And before I know it, I have broken down crying. I was starting to lose hope. I have started to believe I may never see her again.

Tony's POV (10 Months After That)

  It was her birthday. Abigail's. Just that thought gave me reason to look. Again. I spend about an hour a day to look for her. But I decided a few months ago that I can't mope around it. Fury's just waiting for a body, at this point. But I'm waiting for just about anything. Just the smallest thing that could help.

  And there it was. On my screen. It was like a spark of hope. A Hydra experimentation base had been found outside of New York. It was an underground base, which is what kept it hidden. I figure it's enough, I mean, we've raided every Hydra facility that we've found. 

  I run into the meeting room, where I knew the other Avengers would be. I had called JARVIS to get them to the meeting. And that was about five minutes ago. I walk into the room and see their faces. Somber expressions all around the building.

Natasha is the first to speak up, "What is it, Tony?"

"I think I've found her."

Abigail's POV

 When I woke up I was back in my room. My Hydra room. The last year has been full of tests and experiments. All with a lot of pain. Eventually, though, I became numb to the feeling. It was something that I was used to.

  Their experiments occasionally work. Adding on a power or two to my list. At this point, I'm just the lab rat. I have no use to them except for being a test of the new powers.

  But a lot of them depended on who it was. And they only worked on me, if they even worked at all. It could be the fact that I'm Asgardian, partially, that I've survived.

  I've tried to hang on to the good memories. But I only have few. And the farther back they go, the less I have. I've lost all hope that the Avengers are going to find me. Maybe someday, I'd be able to escape, but it seemed as if they would never find me.

  Yeah, so, I was bit by a radioactive spider. That was my most recent experiment. They sedated me afterwards, though. But as soon as they find out what happens when you get bit by one, they'll use it on their soldiers. And they can't find out.

  Suddenly, an alarm going off jolts me from my thoughts. It ignites a spark of hope, until the guard rushes me out and drags me along with him. I figure that this is the best time for me to attack. To escape. To get to safety.

  I pull the chain that has been around my throat, which dampens my powers, and pull the guy close to me. I do the only thing I can possibly do, and snap his neck. I know it's violent, but I don't have much of a choice.

  I pull the end of the chain out of his soon-to-be-cold hands, and take the keys from his pocket. Using those keys, I unlock the throat chain. I start to run through the facility. I was the test subject for Wanda and Pietro's powers, so I used them to my advantage. I ran through the facility, until I ran into what I would call hope.

My father.

  I run up to him and pull him into a hug, and realize I'm crying. I look up to his face and he just has a sad smile. 

"Happy 16th Birthday, Sweetie."

My mouth opens wide, "I'm 16?"

"Yep." He says, "We'll plan the party later. Let's ditch this popsicle stand."

  I laugh at his stupid humor and use my powers to lift myself up and follow him. Eventually, we make it to the tower,  and I see Bruce.

I pull him into a hug, "I've missed you, Brucie."

He looks at me with the same sad expression as Tony, "Happy Birthday."

I laugh a little, "Looks like I got the best present, too."

Tony turns his head, "What? To be rescued?"

I shake my head, "To be with my real family."

He chuckles, "Same thing, Abs."

Tony sits down, "So I noticed you have powers. What did they do to you?"

I smile a sad smile, "I was their lab rat. Their test subject for powers."

He slightly nods his head, "What powers do you have?"

I groan, "Do I really have to list all of them?"

He opens his eyes wide, "Is it so many you need to write it down instead?"

  I nod my head and he passes me a notepad. I write this down:

Powers:

Pyrokinesis

Hydrokenesis

Telekinesis

Telepathy

Sticky Hands By Control

Super Healing

Super Strength

Flight

Super Speed

Energy Manipulation

He takes the list, "They really did a number on you, Kid."

I sigh, "There is another power I have, but I can't make up a name for it."

"What do you mean?"

I look down, "I can manipulate atoms to make anything. All I have to do is think of what it is and where I want it and snap my fingers."

He rubs his forehead, "Show me, please."

  I concentrate on an apple and look at the desk, where I want it to be. And then I snap my fingers. It forms like rain dripping on an umbrella. 

He picks it up and bites into it, "Tastes the same, too."

I laugh at his lack of enthusiasm, "So when do I go to see Sam again?"

He looks up at me, smile on his face, "Speaking of seeing people, I have someone I want you to meet."

I look at him, scared, "Who is it?"

He laughs, "You'll know when you see them."

  I'm still scared, but he takes me to the meeting room where I see my dear Avengers. They all come and wrap their arms around me, taking turns hugging me. And then he walks in. The guy I have been waiting too long to meet. 

Bucky. Fucking. Barnes.