The Introduction

Estela felt herself leaning against something soft and comfy, she opened her eyes and saw that she's in a grey room. She sat up and leaned against the wall behind her, the room also had a small seperate room for the toilet and sink, otherwise there was just the bed that she was currently sitting on and nothing else.

Miller's head was throbbing in pain, she reached her right hand up and touch their right eye, feeling a lump on their eyebrow. The cell door opened and two women entered, Estela tried to move backwards but the wall behind her stopped her from doing so.

'Hey, hey, hey. It's alright.' The one in crimson red said gently but Estela doesn't calm down. 'We're not going to hurt you.'

'And how would I know you're not!' She hissed angrily.

'We don't have anything on us that could harm you.' The woman in black reassured, Estela studied them for a moment, searching for lies.

'Who are you?' She grumbled, calming down slightly.

'I'm Wanda Maximoff.' The woman in red introduced.

'I'm Natasha Romanoff.' The woman in black said, 'What's your name?' Miller doesn't answer for a moment.

'Estela Miller.' She mumbled, Natasha and Wanda sat on the other side of the bed.

'Estela, that's a pretty name.' Wanda hummed quietly. 'Where do you come from?'

'Italy.' I mumbled.

'I've heard that Italy's nice, is that true?' Nat questioned, Estela doesn't answer.

'Why are you guys really here?'

'Because you need someone who's always going to be there for you, no matter what's happening. Wanda and I want to be there for you because we know what it feels like to be lonely.' Nat explained, Estela stared at the bed.

'But why would you do that for me?' She murmured.

'Because everybody deserves a second chance.' Wanda said lightly, Maximoff noticed the huge bags under Miller's eyes. 'Have you slept?'

'No.'

'Why?'

'Because it's torture!' Estela snapped, she scared Wanda and Nat but they remained calm. 'Everytime I try and sleep, horrifying memories come back and then I can't sleep for a couple of days.' Nat put her hand on Estela's shoulder and she tensed up.

'There must be a way to stop these nightmares.' Miller snorted in disbelief, Wanda got up and stood in front of me.

'There has to be, you shouldn't get these nightmares and not be able to live happily.'

'Well - too bad. I'm stuck with them because I'm a horrible person.'

'You're not.'

'I am! Have you seen how many people I've killed! All of the innocent lives I've taken!' Estela yelped in distress. 'I don't deserve to be alive, I should be dead.'

'Do you remember anything before now?' Estela shook her head with disappointment.

'No, but I know I've killed people.' Nat stood up and sighed.

'Well, it was nice to meet you, Estela. We'll let you get some rest.'

'Not that I will.' Estela groaned, the girls left and closed the door. Leaving Estela to her thoughts.