Eyes

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I will be using google translate to convert my words for certain characters. So I may get it horribly wrong. I don't own anything from Percy Jackson or Hero's of Olympus except my own characters and some of the plot.
Credits go to Rick Riodan. The first book may also be a bit boring but it does get better later on. Enjoy~ Horseshoe

High up in the Himalayan mountains, hidden by the icy sheet of pure white snow, lies the isolated base of the worlds greatest threat...Hydra.
For hundreds of years S.H.E.I.L.D has been trying to locate Hydra's main base but every faint rumor would turn out to be false, until in the Second World War, Steve John Rodgers found the last Hydra base located in Germany or so they thought...

A lone figure casually strolled down the dimly lit hallway towards a heavily guarded door. Guards stood on either side of the ancient frame. Each wore black suits that held a similar badge, a hydra.

"Aufmachen! Ich muss mit userem Gast sprechen." he smiled wickedly as he guestured to the door and whatever lay behind it.
A deep roar-like groan was heard as the two guards struggled with opening the door.

The man sighed and rolled his eyes before strolling inside. A evil glint in his eye as he saw...
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Unknown POV

Pain,
That's what I feel...
It's the only thing I feel.
After I got out of that place I thought I would be free...
That was all just a dream.

I need to find him...
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Third person POV

The cell was grim, that's the only way you can describe it grim. With its grime covered floor to the moss covered window to the giant wooden door which kept it "safe" from the world beyond. A little lightbulb gives barely any light, only enough to cast huge shadows across the wide room. sending eiry vibes throughtout the room. No guards pretrolled the inner walls of the room as they all were frightened of what was kept inside.

In the middle of the room, hung a figure. Its arms held high above its head by chains connected to the ceiling as the rest of its body hang lifeless, shadowed by the dim light.

The great doors were thrown open as a man strolled in. His head held high as he proudly stared down at the dark haired woman. The figure made no movement as it's head hung low.
The man grinned evilly before speaking...

" How are you today my love?" He asked mockingly

The figure gave no reply but merely turning its head to the side. Turning her face away from her captor but the man became angry and scowled.

"Answer me!" He screamed

The woman gave no answer and merely stared at the opposite wall.

He snarled and slapped the figures face. The figures head snapped to the side before it slowly turned to look at the man.

The man grinned as two feline-like eyes rested on him. He slowly walked forward and roughly grabbed its face before bringing it closer to him.

" You should be thanking me little girl, if it wasn't for me... You would still be wondering the streets." He said in his German accent.

The woman ripped her head out of his grip and swung her left leg at his feet, succesfully knocking his feet from under him. The man fell over and quickly retreated towards the door as the woman glared at him.

He glanced at her once more before fleeing through the doors.

The woman dropped her head and sighed.

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I know this is short but I am trying out a new method. My sister says that she prefers to write short chapters (500 words) because then you get more chapters but I usually write long chapters (1500 words), so I am trying to see which is easier.

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