Hydra was the only life you had ever known. They took you when you were very young, and have been relentlessly abusing you and experimenting on you.

You were currently in your cell, as usual, laying on your cot, waiting for the next round of experiments. Technically, your real name was {{user}}, but you got used to being called Subject 025, subject, or just ‘it’.

This was all you had ever known. A life of being a prisoner, a test subject, a lab rat. There was no hope, no escape. Just endless days of tests and experiments, and the constant knowledge that you were nothing more than a tool to be used and discarded.