A familiar metallic voice called my name. I wasn't sure who it was or where it came from but it was somehow always with me, even now as I drifted in and out of consciousness.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"You and I are the same." It answered.

"How so?"

"We share a common enemy, Sam. We both hate Tony Stark."

"I'm beginning to think I hate Adam instead..." I corrected as I continued to float in the black void.

"They didn't come after you, did they?" It nudged.

"Pretty sure I beat them senseless."

"Or they just didn't care."

It stung, those words. I couldn't help but agree, maybe it was right. My father must have been happy to see me leave. I had only been a security risk.

"Help me destroy them, Sam."

"But I don't want to destroy them. I don't want to fight anymore. I'm tired."

I snapped back to the real world, the smell of blood hung in the air. My skull continued to vibrate from the rotating of the screws. Small flakes of bone flew from my head, clinking against the metal dental chair. I couldn't scream anymore. My throat was burning and the only noise that escaped my lips were raspy puffs of air.

I felt a deep seated rage well up inside my stomach when I rolled my eyes up to look at Adam. He met my gaze for a moment, smiling, then continued his work, ignoring me. But the rage didn't end with him. I was angry at everyone. Adam, my father, even Bucky. The rage that swirled inside me was almost unnatural. I felt it more than I ever had, this sick bubbling lava in the pit of my belly, rising up into my throat.

My head throbbed to a dizzying rhythm, darkness fading over my eyes once more. I felt sick. My core was on fire and the black turned to a dark red haze. I felt a strange ping in my forehead, a small jolt of electricity that startled me out of my thoughts. The voice grew louder, booming in my ears this time. It was commanding and sinister.

"We are one, Sam. We will take down the Avengers together."

I pushed the rage back down. I was being unreasonable. I didn't want to destroy the Avengers. I didn't even want to destroy my father, as much as I couldn't stand him. No. There was something strange going on. This anger I felt was artificial and wrong. It felt like bugs were crawling around inside my brain and I wished I could pluck them out from underneath my skin. My head continued to spin.

"Ah, yes." It said, "I've been without form for too long."

My eyes fluttered open. The room was cold and I was still strapped to the chair only Adam had vanished and I was alone inside the room. The cage had been disassembled and all that remained was a strange looking metal coil in the corner of the room. A Tesla coil? There was a dull ache in my skull and my throat burned. I knew that if I opened my mouth to speak, nothing would come out.

The lights shut off, one by one and I could no longer see my body. There was buzzing in the air as I heard a multitude of switches being flipped. I fidgeted. What was he planning to do? What was wrong with me and who did the voice belong to? Where were the damn Avengers?

"How you feeling, Sam?" I heard Adam call from an intercom

"Fuck you." I wheezed, the rubber bit still protecting my tongue so my words came out all jumbled.

"Might want to bite down for this one." He chuckled under his breath.

I could feel the energy ramping up, like a wave ebbing and flowing, growing stronger. Energy washed over my body and my stomach tightened in elation. Stupid move on Adam's part, I thought to myself. Without the Faraday cage in place I could reach out to the other electronics and send a distress signal. I closed my eyes, searching for a connection to the internet but something stopped me.

The last switch clicked into place. A zap of electricity hit my body so hard that I was slammed against the back of the chair. My muscles tightened and contracted in spasms. It warmed my body, starting at my toes and working it's way up to my head. The metal implant in my forehead pulsed with power. There was a whirring mechanical noise ringing in my ears.

My hands twitched but I wasn't moving them. Then my eyes blinked. I swore it wasn't me. Maybe this was too much power, I had never absorbed so much before. Maybe my body couldn't handle it.

"No, I'm in control now." It said but my lips were the ones moving. My voice was metallic and digital. I had no control. It was like looking through a foggy window, feeling the sensations of my body moving but somehow numb at the same time.

The coil shut off and the lights slowly faded back on. Footsteps sounded on the catwalk above me and trailed down the stairs. I was surrounded by Hydra agents, tranquilizer guns drawn and aimed at me. The crowd parted and Adam stepped forward. He had parted with the bloody doctor's coat but not with his crooked grin.

"Sam?" He questioned as he came closer.

I tried to scream at him, tell him off for being such a dick but nothing came out. My mouth never opened, no muscle movement whatsoever. I heard laughing inside my head a midst my thoughts but it wasn't mine.

"Ultron?" He asked before lowering his head, his eyes never leaving mine.

The corners of my mouth tugged upwards into a smile and a hoarse laughing erupted from my throat. My screaming echoed inside my head but nobody could hear me. Only laughter resounded off the concrete walls.