Leah begins to brainwash her sister

Leah looked sadly at her sister as she strapped her to the chair. She couldn't believe that Hydra had managed to brainwash Jemma to forget how much she loved Grant, or how loyal she was to him. Well, it didn't matter. She was about to set that right.

As Jemma woke up, she could feel that something was wrong. The first thing she noticed was the weight around her head. Headphones, she deduced. However, when she moved to take them off, she found that her arms and legs were bound tight, three straps on each limb and one on each of her hands and feet. She was stuck in a chair. Her neck was also strapped to the back of the chair, preventing her from even turning her head it was so tight. Her mouth was gagged, and her eyelids were taped open. In front of her was a screen, displaying some kind of strange pattern.

Something clicked inside her head, and the memories came flooding back. Ward... What had he done to Fitz?! Some kind of reality alteration had made Fitz into her identical twin, in both mind and body, and he, or she, was convinced that she needed to brainwash Jemma! She tried to scream, but the gag stopped most of the sound from coming out. She couldn't look away, she couldn't even blink as the screen invaded her eyes.

The patterns and shapes were designed to draw her in, to **** her into a trance state. She knew that, and hopefully, knowledge would prevent her from falling for their traps. That rotating diamond would not draw her attention, it wouldn't keep her eyes focused on it. The spiral, spinning slowly in the centre, she wouldn't look at it. Not at its centre, not at its end. Her eyes wouldn't follow it. They wouldn't. She had to focus on... nothing. She couldn't focus on the shapes, not on anything. So she sat there, focusing on nothing at all, letting nothing draw her attention.

After some time, thoughts stopped entering her head.

Slowly, surely, the patterns seemed to draw the thoughts and memories from her head. She didn't even notice as her mind was wiped clean, every etching of memory being cleared away.

When the screen suddenly switched off, she blinked. Where was she? She didn't recognise this place. Her brain tried to reach for any information it could use, but found nothing. Who did she work for? What was her job? She couldn't even remember her name.

She was so grateful when the whispering started. In her ears, a familiar voice told her everything she needed to know. Lacking direction, she accepted each and every one of the words as truth, and they became the core of her being:

She was Jemma Simmons.
Her twin sister was Leah Simmons.
Both of them were working for S.H.I.E.L.D as scientists.
Jemma was loyal to Grant Ward, the head of S.H.I.E.L.D.
She loved Grant Ward.
Jemma would do anything Grant Ward said.
Jemma LOVED Grant Ward.
Jemma and Leah were both horny, bisexual sluts.
There was nothing wrong with loving your sister, in any way.
Jemma LOVED Grant Ward.
Jemma would do anything Grant Ward said...

After two hours, the whispers seemed to stop, and she knew who she was. Her name was Jemma Simmons, her twin sister was Leah Simmons. Together, they loved one man, Grant Ward, and would obey him in all things. Both twins loved each other dearly, and were used to pleasuring each other when Grant wasn't around to help them.

Jemma felt the headphones being lifted, the gag removed, and looked up to see Leah standing in front of her. As soon as the straps were released, Jemma pulled Leah down for a kiss. She was so glad her sister had told her who she was, had given her purpose. She knew what she was meant to do now, what she was born for.

Serving Grant Ward.