2 weeks later

Ava's P.O.V

I huddle up into a ball, ready for the next bout of pain to arrive with the next person who comes in. James was probably only still on my side because I told him that some form of escape will come soon. And it did. For him. A man came in to his side and I yelled at him to escape, and that I was right behind him. Okay, so, yes I lied, but he's safe now. I hope. My face is stained with tears that had fallen over the last week or so since James left. I haven't bothered trying to be strong since. Only to get back up again. The door opens and I flinch, even before I look up.

"Steve, it's a, kid" A woman's voice. Obviously a new one. I shuffle into a corner, trying to hide.

"Nat, I need a report on it." A man yells. It! I'm not an it! I feel like screaming, but I can't open my mouth.

"She's frightened, Steve, we need to get her out of here." The woman, Nat, says. I hear footsteps echo as she walks in. I start to whimper. I look at her. She has red hair and brown eyes. She lifts her hand towards me and I flinch and shuffle closer to the wall.

"Those bastards." She exclaims loudly. I flinch at her words. Is she talking about me.

"Nat?" Steve says nervously.

"They beat her Steve, probably mentally and physically. We need to get her out of here." Nat starts to argue.

"I'm not saying no, I'm saying that you need to get her out now" There's an edge in his voice that tells me that we don't have much time. I shoot up, surprising Nat, and dash out the door. No more of this place. No kore pain. No more, no more! I look at the man, who smiles at me. He's a walking flagpole, but, for some reason, I can't remember who he is. Strange. I look at him in confusion, trying to remember why he look familiar.

"Ma'am, we need to go, Nat, you still with us?" He asks.

"Yep, lets go." They start to run. I start to run to, but the quick dash that I did definitely did NOT help my ribs. I yelp in pain.

"Are you okay?" Nat yells as I double over

"I, may, have a couple of broken ribs." I say it like I might have some, instead of actually having some.

"Piggy back." Steve says. Nat nods and lifts me onto his back. I remember when a guy named Clint gave me one of those. It was fun. We run out and Steve hops on a plane with 4 other people in it. (Not including Nat and Steve.)

"Hey capsical, you have a koala stuck on your back." A red and gold metal man says

"She has at least one broken rib and was tourtured, cut her some slack." Nat say. Steve puts me into a seat and buckles me up. I don't talk.

"Hey sweety, whats your name?" A man in a purple shirt asks. I choke back a sob. That got everyones attention. Way to go brain.

"I-I-I" I stammer.

"It can't be bad, just tell us." Metal man says

"I don't know!" I feel the tear freaking run down my cheeks, but I don't care, not anymore. I'm just a trinket, a machine to be broken and fixed again. I'm nothing. Nothing at all.

"Shock." Purple guy says in horror. "The shock took away your memories."

"Do you remember anything." The man in black that looks like someone I know but also doesn't asks.

"Yes. A guy that was in the same cell as me. His name was James. I don't know where he is now. He escaped." I blurt it all out.

"Anything else."

"Yeah, my Mom used to beat me up. I'm 20." I say

"And" Tin man looks excited

"If you tell someone that their like Umbridge, they will try to kill you. As well as if you tell them that their 'twilight famous, not harry potter famous' and I'm useless." I finish

"Your not useless!" Piggy back man yell indignantly.

"But everyone says that I am."

"They lie, try to get some rest okay?" Mr Purple-Shirt tells me. My eyes close and the last thing I hear is

"No name? Thats impossible."