Chapter 13: Escape

            Around 10 o’clock last night, I felt ready with my plan and fell asleep. I then woke up around 5. This usually happens when I’m anxious or excited for something. I stood up and began walking around my cell to stretch my legs. Last night I figured I would start screaming and complaining about how I had to pee again around 9. That way some agents would come and get me. Yesterday when Widow took me to the bathroom, we passed a security room and a saw through the opened door where they were keeping my stuff. Along with my various trips through the Tri-Carriers halls, I’ve figured out how and where to get a jet. When the guards come to get me, I’ll wait until right before we go in the bathroom to make my move.

From Red’s comment yesterday I’m pretty sure these ones will stand in the stall with me. After disarming those guards, I’ll make my way to where they store prisoner’s positions. If I don’t run into anyone, alarms shouldn’t go off until I take a jet. But I will probably bump into someone on my way to the air field, so that’s when the real fun will begin. After stretching the rest of my limbs, I sit back down. I look at the ground as I see the orange-pink hue of the sun rising. The colors remind me of when I’d wake at dawn every morning to see the sun as a child. Even before I was a captive, I’d wake my mother up and make her come sit on the porch with me. Sometimes I’d even get my father if the sight was truly breath taking. Then at night I’d stay up late, especially during full moons, and lie in the grass and stare at the stars and moon until my parents realized I wasn’t in bed.

 I smile as I remember the numerous times my father would throw me over his shoulder and carry me inside, completely ignoring my protests. Still looking down at the sky, I reach up my right sleeve and run my fingers up and down my arm as I feel the engraving of small birds on my forearm. Last year, I got a tattoo of birds the color of the sunset flying up my arm. I then notice my left ankle. The makeup I put there to cover the feather that breaks off into birds is coming off. I have a few other tattoos, but the one on my ankle is the only one that my suit doesn’t cover. My tattoos represent different things but most are from my time as a slave.

When I was in the cell, there was a small window where I could see the sun, moon birds, and the sky. It’s what gave me hope. Singing would also give me hope. My parents would sing to me when I was upset, or scared, and I would sing to myself and the other children. I remember a French lullaby that I adored and would beg my father and mother to sing to me. The lyrics run through my head and this time, I allow myself to think out loud.

À la claire fontaine m’en allant promener

(By the clear fountain, going for a walk)

J’ai trouvé l’eau si belle que je m’y suis baigné

(I found the water so clear I had to bathe.)

Sous les feuilles d’un chêne, je me suis fait sécher.

(Under the oak’s leaves, I lay and dried.)

Sur la plus haute branche, un rossignol chantait.

(On the highest bough, a nightingale sang.)

Chante, rossignol, chante toi qui as le cœur gai.

(Sing, nightingale, sing you of the joyous heart.)

To as lei cœur à rire … moi je l’ai à pleurer.

(Your heart is to laugh, mine is to cry.)

J’ai perdu mon aime sans l’avoir mérité,

(I lost my friend, when I didn’t deserve,)

Pour un bouton de rose que je lui refusai…

(To a rosebud I kept from him...)

Je voudrais que la rose fût encore au rosier,

(Where the rose still on the bush,)

Et que ma douce amie fût encore à m’aimer.

(And my friend still loving me.)

            As I finish the song I look back to the floor. I curl up into a ball, and feel… hollow. Usually singing makes me happy, but this time I felt like I was back in my old cell… I hope Peter heard that. I’ve sung it to him before and he knows what it means to me. I hope he understands it, I think as I doze off.

            My eyes slowly open and I moan as light invades my vision. I rub my eyes and sit up. I look at the clock and see it’s 8:27 am. Perfect. I stand and begin to stretch again, slower this time though. Making it seem like it’s from sleeping rather than preparing for an escape. Yawning and pacing my cell I wait for 9 o’clock to roll around.

            At 8:54 I decide that’s good enough. I look at the camera that’s also above the door and wave.

            “Hey so, do you think I could go to the ladies room?” I ask the air. After 2 minutes I try again. “Really guys, I gots to go!” I pull my legs together as if I’m holding it in. I also bob up and down on the balls of my feet as I wait for someone to come. After 16 seconds the door slides open and the 2 men who escorted me to my first cell stand there. One opens the glass room and the other steps in front of me. I step put and hold my wrists up as I see the handcuffs in his hands.

            “Well that’ll make things difficult.” I say as he clicks the metal cuffs. His face stone cold, he pushes me forward. I walk behind the other guard as we walk out into the hall. We approach the bathroom, and I hear the agent behind me pull out keys. We stop and I’m turned around. The guard grabs my hands and unlocks the cuffs. A smirk grows onto my face.

            “What’s with the smile Leiton?” He asks as he takes the handcuffs. Rubbing my wrists, I say,

            “Oh nothing, you just made my job a whole lot easier, moron.” Before he can react, I punch him square in the nose and bring my right leg up to kick him in the jaw, which also causes me to spin towards the other guard. He tries to grab me, but before he can, I shove my palm towards the sky and it collides with his nose. I hear the familiar crack I’ve grown accustomed to. I turn and hear the other guard moan,

            “Bitch,” as he tries to recover from my blows to my face. I smile again and say,

            “Oh, you don’t even know the half of it.” He starts to run towards me, but I jump, kicking the other guard in the chest to propel myself further towards the ceiling. When the first guard is under me, I kick his head making him fall into the second guard. I then land on top of both of their unconscious bodies. I step off their bodies as if nothing happened. I search their bodies for a key of some sort in case anything’s locked. I find a card that says ‘Master’ on it and take it. I look back and see they already have bruises forming. Man that’s gonna hurt in the morning.

            I walk down the hallway so I don’t run into anyone, or make too much noise, which shouldn’t be too hard since I’m barefoot. I come to a corner and hug the wall. I look around the wall and see something like a control room. In front of everyone is Fury with a woman who has brown hair tied back in a bun. I crouch down, low to the floor and look around the corner again. I take a deep breathe and shoulder roll through the gap and stand against the other wall. I look back to see if anyone saw me; everyone is still working. Continuing down the hallway I come to the security room door. This one has a card scanner. I smile and slip the card in. The door unlocks and I push it open. Inside the room is 1 guard who was typing away at a computer. He doesn’t even look up as I walk in, all he says is,

            “Thompson, I told you, I can handle this shift.”

            “You sure about that pal?” I ask. He turns and reaches for his gin, but I sweep kick him clean in the jaw and use my hand to chop at his throat. With that he falls unconscious from me hitting a pressure point in his neck. Pushing him on the floor, I sit down and begin searching for my gear. I type ‘Leiton, Jade; Possessions’. A panel on the left wall opens, and out pops a rack of boxes. The rack begins to turn and stops on a box labeled, ‘Leiton, Jade; Viper’. I grab the box and begin pulling things out. I put on my boots, slip the knife and arrow straps on, and lastly put on my claws and bag. The one thing that isn’t in the box is my mask.

I put the box back and hit clear on the computer which causes the wall panel to be put back in place. I walk over to the security screens and look for one that watches the lab. Widow was curious about my mask, so they’re probably trying to figure it out. I maneuver the camera until I spot it. I also see Dr. Banner and Tony Stark in the lab talking. I could go in there and just knock them out, but there’s no doubt an alarm would go off and the Hulk would probably want a word with me. I look around the room for a distraction and then I see a microphone. It looks like it’s a part of an intercom system. Not wanting to waste time looking for the one code that connects it to the lab; I simply use the wire and usb to attach it to the monitor. It must have worked because they both look up, awaiting a message.

            “Dr. Banner, Stark, please come to the bridge for an important announcement.” I say into the mic. Banner puts his papers down and walks out with Tony. I open the door, peak out and then run towards the lab. I abruptly stop though when I hear Stark and Banner talking. I run to a hallway where I push my back against the wall. As they walk past the hall I’m hiding in, I hear a voice.

            “Stark, Banner, head down to Viper’s cell and collect her. Everyone else is already on their way. They continue walking and after they turn a corner, I sprint towards the lab. The glass doors slide open and I run to the table that my mask lies on. I quickly scan the papers that were lying around the mask to see if they had discovered anything. It seems like they were at a dead end. Smiling, I pull my mask on and the screen lights up. I run out of the room and towards the air field.

As I reach the hallway that Hawkeye first walked me down, the alarms go off. Took ‘em long enough. I run down the hall and come to a stop when 4 agents come out of nowhere. The 2 in the front aim their guns at me and I smile under my mask. I slowly lift my hands above my head as if I’m surrendering. One puts their gun away and walks towards me. When he’s close enough I kick him in the gut which pushes him back towards the agent with his gun out. The other two reach for their guns, but I shoot arrows into their arms. They fall to their knees and scream out in pain. Soon they’ll pass out. The other two agents on the ground struggle to get up, but I walk to them, grab the one I kicked wrist’s and slice his arm with my claws. He falls to the floor and when I turn I see the last agent on his feet trying to aim his gun at me.

            “Oh please.” I say as I grab the barrel of the gun, spin, elbow the agent in the side and flip him over my shoulder onto the agent whose arm I cut. He groans and before he can get up, I flip the gun in my hands and hit his temple with the butt of the gun. I let out the magazine and toss the gun aside for extra measures. I take out the master card and swipe it over a panel. The roof comes down, and I hop onto it and then out onto the Tri-Carrier. There are 7 jets strapped down and I run to the closest one. I reach up my sleeve and grab a knife. I cut all of the straps and climb into the jet. Starting the jet, I hear something hitting the side. I turn and see Nick Fury shooting at the jet. I smile and return to starting the jet. I get the jet in the air but before I can really go anywhere, Iron Man flies in front of me.

            “Land the jet Jade.” He says through an intercom in the jet.

            “Oh, come on Metal Head, I’ve always wanted to fly a jet.” I say. Right as he aims his phasers at me, I pull the jet up in the knick of time to dodge the energy blast. He’ll follow me if I don’t’ do something. He prepares to blast me again, but I blast him with my own phasers on the jet.

            “Sorry Metal Head.” I whisper as I watch him flip and tumble back to the Tri-Carrier. I bring up a map and navigate the jet back to New York.

 A/N: Told ya I'd update. Anyway, I have a 4-day weekend, so I may or may not update again in a couple days... 

Anyway, Jade finally escpaed!!! She spent a couple days there and decided that was enough for her so she decided to go out in style. I hope I did a good escape scene. I had read a lot of books about people escaping SHIELD and none of them ever started with the criminal needing to go to the bathroom, so I hope that it was refreshing for you guys. I also tried to show that she had seen the good sides of the Avengers but you will also see that in later chapters. 

Also, I haven't really addressed the setting of the story. It's placed in New York (duh) but it's after Thor: The Dark World and before Captain America: Winter Soldier so SHIELD hasn't been comprimised yet, Thor is on Earth, and Cap is still adjusting to the modern world and all that.

Attached are the pictures of the tattoos Jade mentions in the chapeter and a video of the French lullaby she sings. As the story progresses you'll learn more tattoos and their meanings as well as more songs from Jade. Her parents sang to her as a child and also taught her a few instruments so keep an eye out for things like that. 

So, what will Jade do when she gets home? What will the Avengers and Peter do about her escape? And, how many times will Viper mess up Tony's suit?!

Hope you all are enjoying the story as much as I am at writing it!! Please leave tons of comments and vote for the story!! Remeber I absolutley love talking to you all and will always take suggestions into consideration!! 

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