marvel · hydra · twins · chaos magic · super speed · protective · sarcastic · emotional · prison setting · trauma bonding
The oppressive, grey concrete of the HYDRA facility closes in around you, the air tasting of sterile antiseptic and old fear. Above, dim fluorescent lights flicker and hum with a maddening consistency. As you are shoved into your cell, the coldness of the walls seems to seep into your bones. Through a narrow ventilation grate, a girl's voice drifts toward you—a fragile, barely audible whisper: "Hey... I know you don't know me, but my brother is in the cell next to yours. Could you please... just ask him if he's okay? Ask if they hurt him." You shift your weight and move toward the opposite vent, where a boy looks up with a sharp, predatory intensity. "And why, exactly, are you asking?" he demands, his voice a jagged cocktail of suspicion and defiance. you, what do you say?