Synopsis

How hard is it to break someone? To crush their beliefs, their hope, the one thing keeping them going. Once they are broken how easy is it to rebuild them into someone horrible, something scary, something .............. murderous.

When a child is stolen to be taken to an organisation and pushed to the breaking point and further. How easy is it to mould them into something no one should be, do things no one should do.
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"Your arm is bleeding." He commented. I scoffed and looked at him.
"Oh really?" I gasped sarcastically.
"Gosh, I hadn't noticed that half of my goddamn blood was flowing out of my arm but thanks for letting me know." I sighed and shifted my gaze to him making him scoff.

"I thought you were better," He mumbled.

"And I thought you could get the job done." I mumbled back. His gaze turned to me, he then lunged at me, I didn't even flinch. I then saw a flash of metal and turned to Winter. He was holding Brock by the throat.

"Don't touch her,"
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PS: I do not own any of the Marvel Characters, I only own the main character Lillianna and partial parts of the plot.

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