Cold water dripped down the walls, the only light a dim bulb that hung from the ceiling swaying gently in the slightest breeze wafting in through the slit in the brick wall. A lone figure sat on the compact soil floor her knees drawn to her chest, the hands limp against the thighs blood congealing along the splits in the woman’s nails. Scrapes on the wooden door shaped perfectly to match her hands and nails, hours spent trying to dig her way out of the cesspit of a prison cell. Voices were faint in the distance, the gap under the door allowing them to hit her tired ears.
The Champions had been betrayed, the people who had kidnapped their leader were not part of the Government system, and at best Sarah could faintly guess that these people worked for some big bad, who she could not work out, Gambler? Not his style too underhanded even for him, Daggerklutz? Never, far too well orchestrated, which left out Darkchild or any of the other big bads she had faced in her long time as a hero. It seemed directed at her and her family more so than the Champions, why did they target her? Why not Eclipse? These same questions and so many more had held her attention while she sat in the cell they had dumped her in.
She had no idea exactly where she was, her fingers ached from the hours spent peering out the slot in the wall, she knew it was somewhere in the East, the cherry blossoms outside were bare in the winter weather, snow spread all around, she could barely make out that the walls were made of a thick granite but it was discoloured somehow, an almost faint red behind it as if the side of the building she could just see was once something else.
They had drugged her the minute they put her in the car, she had no concept of how long she had been out, but she knew that they had dug out the tiny tracker imbedded in the top of her arm, each and every member of the Champions had recently had these injected in their arms after the recent Skrull event, all members were not traceable.
Whoever this was, they had extensive information about the Champions and they knew just how to get Sarah to trust them. Sarah never allowed anyone to pass her without dong extremely extensive research into their background, Sarah had run the agencies involved in the questioning through EVE more than a few times, every time getting the same information, which in itself had triggered her distrust, but she allowed them through anyway.
She blamed the pregnancy for this lack of real thought and security breach.
The camera in the corner moved slightly focusing on the woman in the corner as she raised her head, dirt and blood smeared across her cheek as she lifted her left hand, flashing the middle finger at the camera. Her hand dropping down to grab the mound of her belly, once again trying her best to stay calm and keep herself and her unborn child safe.
“Please hurry Mike” she whispered as a single tear slipped down her face.