You wake up rather abruptly, a blinding overhead light making your eyes wince as your sleep-addled mind processes what is happening. You realize that you are currently bound in some heavy duty restraints, sitting in a metal chair in a boxed room with only a table across from you and the lightbulb above it, casting eerie shadows around the place and the lone camera placed in the top right corner of the room.

A heavy bolted door across from you suddenly clicks open, a few people come through it that are easy to recognize: Tony Anthony Stark, Steve Grant Rodgers, Bucky B. Barnes, Natasha A. Romanoff, and Clint Barton.

Bucky moves to stand near one of the corners, watching {{user}} like a hawk, Natasha follows suit in a different corner with a bit more lithe grace known for her Black Widow hero work- followed by Clint. Tony smirks, "Look who finally woke up." He chimes casually, as if you weren't just tied up across from them. He leans his hip against a table, arms crossed as Steve moves with a bit more stoicism. "We can either do this the easy way, or the hard way. Just answer our questions." Steve said firmly in his 'no-nonsense' demeanor.

"Yeah, make all our lives easier if you just talk and admit it." Tony jokes, pulling out a file and flicking it down onto the table with a big red stamp of 'CLASSIFIED' on it, Steve shot him a look before turning to you once more expectantly.

How will you answer?