Masque'd Hawk | By : HunterOpera Category: Marvel Verse Comics > Hawkeye Views: 8032 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kate strained her neck, looking at her fingers, trying and failing to separate them as Giuletta stroked her hair with a gentle touch and soothing noises.
“I'm going to get out of this,” Kate said, trying to sound confident. “And when I do-”
“Of course you're going to get out of this, Katie,” the Countess said, drawing the girl's eyes back to her. Giuletta smiled, her palm warm against Kate's cheek. “I'm going to let you out of your bonds in the next few moments. There's just one thing I want to do first.”
“What's that?” asked Kate, and this time some of her fear did enter her voice.
“Oh, nothing like that, Katie.” Giuletta leaned down, pressed her lips against Kate's forehead. “At least, not yet. There's so much for us to do before we get to that point, but I assure you, we will.”
“The minute you let me out of this I'm going to kick your ass.”
“I will give you one opportunity to do so.”
Madame Masque lifted her head, her eyes parallel with Kate's, her hair streaming down and touching Kate's features. The hand that had been on Kate's face became two fingers, trailing a path down Kate's throat, her shoulder, between her breasts.
“Are you cold, Katie? It looks like you're cold.” Giuletta pressed her hand against Kate's stomach, pushing down as she stood up so that she was towering over the bound hero. Kate watched, trembling, as the Countess vanished back into the dark that surrounded them both.
“Where are you going?” yelled Kate, straining against her bonds, stretching her neck to try and see where the villain had gone, or learn anything that might help her. The light had not followed Madame Masque this time. Kate could see nothing of the room, could not see the chair her captor had been sitting in or the oil drum that now held the ruined strips of her costume.
Growling, she turned back to her bonds. What kind of locks is she... twist locks? Really? How the hell am I supposed to twist myself out of this when I can't use my fingers or thumbs? Cursing, she pulled against the ties that held her, pushing her muscles taut in an effort to create some wiggle room but failing completely.
“Those bonds were designed by SHIELD,” Giuletta said, her tone conversational as she reappeared, looming just within Kate's field of vision. A scream tore out of her throat as she saw what the villain was holding – a hammer in one hand, a single nail in the other. Kate threw herself into trying to free herself, calling upon every ounce of strength in her to free herself, but managed to move not an inch. “That bed is bolted to the floor. You're going to hurt yourself, Katie.”
The girl screamed, all her body thrashing as Giuletta circled around the bed, spiralling closer to the helpless Avenger. Madame Masque knelt at the foot of the bed, between Kate's legs and past her feet. Kate froze when she felt cool metal pressed against her foot, circling the bridge and coming to rest just before her heel.
Her eyes locked with those of Madame Masque.
“You're like me,” Giuletta whispered, the quietness of her words forcing Kate to fall still, to watch with trembling as she felt that one cool spot against her foot. “No powers to speak of. Just intelligence in my case, and grace in yours. That lets you do what you do, grace.”
The the hammer struck. The sound that pushed its way out of Kate's mouth did not sound human. Tears dropped from her eyes, heat rushing through her, agony tearing through her whole body. The hammer struck again, and a third time.
When she could think clearly, Kate realized that Madame Masque was still kneeling past her feet, holding up the hammer, smiling. A constant throbbing ache came from her foot.
“I'm not the monster you think I am,” Giuletta said, holding up the hand with the nail. Kate strained to look at her ruined foot, but there was no blood, no sign of injury on the top. All her toes were intact, and to her eyes there was no damage. “It won't look like there's any damage on the bottom of your foot, either, but we both no better.”
Slow and careful, Madame Masque placed the nail against her other foot, in the same spot that had caused the other such agony. Her eyes never left Kate's face, but Kate felt herself flushing, cold chills running down her sweating body as she looked at her foot.
“Intelligence,” Giuletta whispered. “There's a tendon just between the heel and bridge of your foot. I'm not cutting it, not breaking it, nothing of the sort. The dull end of the nail is pressed against the one I haven't damaged. I know it's painful, but it's not permanent. You'll even be able to walk once I free you, Katie. Won't that be nice?”
The hammer struck and Kate screamed, phantoms dancing across her vision as another wave of heat passed through her naked flesh, an agony unlike anything she would have believed existed before now. Giuletta laughed, a soft sound, and reared back. Another strike. Another.
Lost in agony, Kate lost consciousness.
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