I awoke to the clunk or machinery as we landed.

My head lifted and I growled, I didn't like it.

The man started to softly pet my head, trying to calm me.

I shakily stood in front of him, blocking most of his body from view.

The door opened revealing a large amount of people, "Pietro? Where are you?" An accented voice asked, it sounded similar to his.

He raised his arms, "I am here, she did not like the sound of us landing,".

I bared my teeth and growled at the group, to many people for my liking. Their gazes switches to me, and the arrow in my chest.

Pietro moved from behind me and stood beside me, "Pietro I don't think that's-" he held up a hand cutting off whatever they had to say and started to scratch under my jaw.

I chuffed in approval, laying down and rolling over showing my stomach he started to scratch everywhere.

I glimpsed the group of people who watched on in shock, some jaws dropped.

Although there was one brown haired girl who smirked, she's the one who had an accent I think.

"You weren't kidding when you said he was good with dogs,".

The brunette shook her head, "No, Pietro was always good with dogs even when we were children," she informed.

She started to walk in the jet, and stood a few feet away from me.

"Wanda you can come here," Pietro called to her.

She slowly took a few steps and knelt beside Pietro.

He grabbed her hand and placed it on my neck were she started to scratch a certain spot.

A man with glasses outside the jet asked, "Shouldn't we take her inside and see what we can do about that arrow?"

Pietro thought for a moment, "I am not sure how she would react to that she was an experiment before this," he reminded them.

I chuffed in approval as Wanda started to scratch beneath my jaw.

Pietro waved the man with glasses over, "Bruce come here, slowly,".

The man, Bruce, awkwardly approached. He was too frail looking, in my opinion, to do any damage so I let him get close.

Pietro grabbed his arm and placed it near my wound.

I whimpered in pain as the contact sent a flare of burning pain throughout my body.

I rolled back over and Bruce ran his hand along my spine and neck, squeezing my legs lightly. He pinched my skin and pulled it up before letting go.

"She's extremely emaciated, she hasn't sustained too much blood loss from the wound since the arrow is still there, but it's causing her immense pain. Pietro can you coax her to get up and walk to the lab so I can try to fix her up?"

Pietro nodded, "I can try, but clear the halls too, and everyone who has not walked up to her should wait outside the room. I am going to need some type of food,".

Wanda nodded towards a buff blonde man, "Steve brought some raw steaks in case,".

The man, Steve, picked up a small ice chest and opened it, the scent of the bloody meat hit my nose and I stared at him.

He seemed to notice this as I shakily stood up.