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Masque'd Hawk	By : HunterOpera Category: Marvel Verse Comics > Hawkeye Views: 8032 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kate awoke as Giuletta was undoing the last of her bonds.
She could feel the lack of pull on her limbs, a single word crashing through the grogginess of her mind: freedom. Her enemy's attention was on her left wrist, so she pushed off her right elbow, twisting her hips and putting all the power she had into a twisting palm strike.
Her blow landed with a satisfying crunch against Madame Masque's jaw. The older woman fell out of sight, and Kate resisted the urge to laugh – someone had to be controlling the lights. She didn't have time to do anything more than escape.
Quickly, as quietly as she could, she pushed herself off the side of the bed opposite from where Madame Masque had fallen, leaped to her feet...
... and screamed, crumpling to the ground.
A deep throbbing agony surged through her. She rocked on the ground, feeling a chill settle in her one moment and heat pass through her the next, a series of conflicting sensations that were all echoes of the agony she felt.
Gritting her teeth, Kate flopped onto her stomach and used her arms to drag herself away from the bed and into the dark. The spotlight followed her, keeping the rest of the room dark, but she heard Giuletta tsk behind her, followed by her enemies approach.
She said this was temporary, Kate thought, continuing to move. I'll get better. I just gotta get out of here. She glanced at her fingers, tried to separate them and failed. Growling, she continued to shuffle onwards, careful to keep her feet from touching anything.
-snap-
Kate screamed as agony blossomed in her foot, nearly blacking out. Wheezing pain, she curling in on herself, managed to turn on her back to see what had happened. Giuletta stood, a silhouette that towered over her, some kind of crop in her hand.
“Bad Katie,” Giuletta cooed, lashing out with the weapon again, this time catching Kate on her thigh. Kate twisted and spun as more blows followed, but some of her involuntary flinching caused her feet to touch the ground, sending fresh waves of pain coursing through her.
“I suppose that was my fault,” Giuletta said, her tone casually conversational, running the finger of her free hand down the length of her chosen weapon as paused her assault. “You still think of yourself as a hero. The follies of youth.”
“What are you trying to do to me?”
“Assist in your education.”
Eventually, the blows stopped. Kate was only sort of aware of what was happening now, her bare arms and torso and legs crossed with thin red welts, her breath coming in short rasping gasps. Looming over her, her nemesis' shoulders rose and fell, the scent of sweat filling the air between them.
“Not nearly enough training,” Madame Masque said, her breathing heavy. “I can fix that. We can even make a game of it.”
“Do I have a choice?”
“I adore your sense of humor, darling entertainment.” Giuletta knelt over her, stroking her hair with a terrible gentleness. “Your voice sounds so sore, though that might be from the screaming.”
“You... y-you think?”
“Such defiance.” Madame Masque sighed, tilting her head to look in the direction Kate had crawled. She followed her captor's gaze, seeing the bed she'd escaped. “You have a choice, darling. You can try and find an exit in the dark, in which case I'll let you go.”
“Really.”
“Oh, yes. I'm a woman of my word. Lying is for children.” The woman patted Kate's cheek, drummed her fingertips along Kate's face. “I'm going to beat you while you search, of course.”
“Let me guess,” Kate said, trying and failing to move away from the fingers. “If I go back to the bed, you'll stop.”
“And what would that teach you?” Giuletta asked, chuckling. “No, the beating will continue for five minutes after you get back to the bed. You need to learn, Katie, that you're not to leave a place without permission, and that I will do with you whatever I wish, and your only choice is obedience.”
Madame Masque stood, her weapon lashing out.
Kate tried to find the exit for what felt like hours. Madame Masque, as promised, followed her, whipping her, letting her rest enough to move and then whipping her again. Kate crawled blind in the dark, hoping to find salvation, sometimes looking back at the bed through blurry eyes.
She was getting further and further away, the welts all along her body crossing into ugly red patterns. She wasn't sure when she started moving back towards the bed, when exactly she made that decision, but she felt a deep sense of shame when she realized where she was heading.
Madame Masque kept beating her with the crop. Her calves and inner thighs, her forearms and shoulders, her back. Movement hurt, every part of her aching, the constant dull throb of her heels sometimes turning to fire as Giuletta struck them.
Kate was crying openly by the time she made it back, her arms useless, she using her shoulders to drag herself forward. Her hair caught on the ground sometimes and she had to struggle to free herself, the bed she had left behind the only offering of solace she had.
She made it eventually. The beating continued, but at least she knew it would come to an end.
“Get up, Katie,” Giuletta said, her tone still polite. “Put your torso on the bed, but leave your hips off and your feet below you. When you have done this simple thing the five minutes will begin.”
Weeping, Kate pushed herself up using arms that felt like lead, pulling herself onto the bed with her useless hands. She'd felt so strong and sure once, she remembered that, but Madame Masque had made her nothing more than a frightened girl once more.
“Very good, Katie,” Giuletta said, sitting on the bed beside her. Kate shivered as the woman ran her hands down the excrutiating stripes that covered her once pale and sweat soaked skin. “Well done. How does your back feel?”
Kate was having trouble breathing, her shoulder blades a tortured ruin. How am I supposed to even draw a bowstring now...?
“Nothing to say right now?” Giuletta asked, mocking. “I'm sure that sense of defiance will come back to you sometime in the next five minutes. Or it would, if I wasn't about to do... this.”
As the first blow struck, some quieting part of Katie realized that the rest of her was far too gone even to scream.
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