t/w kidnapping, implied child abuse, implied child sexual abuse

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It's not like Hush entirely knew what she was doing. All she knew was she had orders and she had to follow them. She was to approach Catalina, tell her that her name was Mary, and lure her out.

She was dressed, well, normal for once. Instead of being dressed to suggest she was ready for combat, she was wearing a light blue short sleeved dress. It was a little loose fitting, about a size or two too big for her. Her hair was still braided, but, instead of just one braid, it was two. As if that would make much of a difference.

But, not to worry, HYDRA made sure Hush could fight in this just fine.

She was their prized possession, their special little girl, after all.

She could not fail.

If she failed, there would be very painful consequences.

Painful consequences the little redhead was all to familiar with.

Hush found the brunette hiding- well, barely -behind a piece of furniture. She approached her and sat down next to her. Catalina, or Catty, as her family called her, was, naturally, immediately scared of the redhead.

Hush waved, smiling ever so slightly, and began signing, "Mary." She saw that Catty understood her, so Hush pointed to herself and Catty signed, "Is your name Mary?" And the redhead nodded in response. And, technically, she hadn't been lying. It was the girl's middle name. They couldn't have her say her first name, preferred nickname or even another nickname derived from her first name.

She might remember that she was an actual person with a name and identity and stuff. And HYDRA couldn't have that, now could they? The Winter Soldier needed his little helper. HYDRA needed their little weapon.

But, then again, they did let her use her real middle name, so I guess they're only so creative.

The redhead continued signing to the brunette. She told her the practiced story.

"I got away from the scary people out there. My Papa's out there, he'll help us get out."

Very cautiously, Catty followed her. She was five, this redhead, this Mary, seemed to be about nine. She was a big kid- she was a kid -so the brunette trusted her.

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In another room, Catty was screaming. Not that Hush knew that. She was sitting on a hard bed, alone in a room, the Winter Soldier nowhere to be seen. She had no attendant; not even the women that often took charge of her during the short time she'd be awake. Every time she woke up, there was a different woman, so, she never got much information out of them. She'd learned maybe one or two of their names, but that was it. She was still wearing that short sleeved blue dress. She still had twin braids in her hair.

Eventually, a man walked into the room. He'd been at the Porter house when it all happened. But, that didn't really narrow it down for the redhead, almost every man at HYDRA blended together for her at this point.

He towered over her and tilted her head up to look at him, so she could read his lips, as he slowly began undoing her braids.

"You did very good today, little one," The man praised. "You were a very good girl. You did your job perfectly and now the other girl is safe."

In another room, Catty was screaming.

Not that Hush knew that.

He played with her hair for a moment after he finished unbraiding it and then said to her, "In fact, you did so good, that I've been told I can give you a reward." Once he finished with that sentence, he began taking off the little girl's dress.