Darkness...
Is what I awoke to.

Emptiness...
Is all I was.

Hopeless...
Is what I felt.

Freak...
Is what I had become.

Hail HYDRA...
I lived to serve my master.
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I don't know how long I was held captive with HYDRA for. Days? Weeks? Months? Years, even? What was D.S up to? Was he reformed? Was he happy? Did he remember me at all? Does he remember the pain? The lonely feeling? The anger I felt towards him after he got rescued and I was left here, decaying in this cage that was our old room? Probably not. He was happy, why would be care about me? A useless excuse of a HYDRA assassin.

I looked down at my blood covered paws as I killed yet another innocent person. I suddenly felt something I hadn't ever since I first joined HYDRA; guilt.

I felt guilty for what I just did.
I felt guilty for who I allowed myself to become.
I felt guilty for leaving my brother's with our mother.
I felt guilty for running with our father, even though it was against my choice.

Report back to base. Now! I heard my master yell into my ear.

I growled, they wouldn't control me any longer. I was about to rip off the comm when a voice I remembered from long ago call out to me. "Huntress!" Spider-Man. I looked around the roof I was on in search of the boy I was missing. I looked and saw him near the edge. He slowly neared me and kneeled down. "Huntress, it's me, Spider-Man. It is you, right? What did they do to you, kiddo?" He asked as he brushed his hand against my ear, effectively taking the comm out of my ear. I looked at him as my eyes turned back to their original amber colour. I ran into his arms and weeped.

"Pete? You good?" I heard someone ask.

Pete shakily raised his hand to his ear and answered. "Y... Yeah, I'm good. I've found her, Mr. Stark." He then pulled me into his arms so that I was resting on his lap. I curled up around him and fell asleep, peacefully for once.