Hydra

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Weeks had passed. Alyssa was getting anxious. They'd had no hint of success finding the Hydra cell that was looking for her.

    "Found it!" Peter yelled, running to the common area.

  "What?" Alyssa asked, whipping around.

  "The cell." He said "That agent that followed you home? All his phone calls trace back to the same place."

  "Where?" Bucky asked

Peter hesitated.

"Where?" He repeated

"Siberia."

Bucky took a deep breath.

  "Let's go."

"We need a plan." Clint said

"We have a plan." Tony said "Make the plan."

"Execute the plan." Peter said "Expect the plan to go off the rails-"

"Abandon the plan." Alyssa finished.

  "We need a plan." Natasha agreed.

  "Use me as bait." Alyssa said. "Lure them out. We crush them like we always do, then destroy the base."

     "Good plan." Clint said "one problem-"

"Bad plan! Not happening!" Peter said

"There's the problem."

"Babe-"

"Don't babe me!" Peter said, his dominate side showing "It's not happening. We're not putting you in danger."

"Peter I-"

"No!" He growled

Alyssa was immediately quiet. Something about the growl always put her in a submissive space. She looked at the floor.

  "Familiar." Natasha mumbled from beside Bucky.

Bucky chuckled.

"Okay plan.." He said "what if...we use me as bait?"

  "No one's being used as bait!" Tony said "Everyone is staying safe."

   Peter snapped something shut in his jacket pocket before returning his attention to the team.

   "What if, we only sent the girls and Clint in?" He asked

"Us stay on the Quinn jet as backup?" Sam asked

Peter nodded.

"They're the smallest. And the quietest."

   "That is a good plan." Bucky agreed.

"And this is why you let The kid think." Tony said

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Siberian HYDRA base:

Alyssa and Natasha slipped into the base through vents while Clint, perched on top of one.

  "We're in." Natasha whispered.

Alyssa nodded and snuck down the hall. They were ready for them.

  "Welcome home Romanov girls." Said a man with a thick accent

    Alyssa turned around, swiping at his legs. He hit the floor with a thud, his head hitting it at full speed. He went unconscious. Suddenly, they were in the heat of battle. Alyssa saw an agent break away from the fight and ran after him into an empty room.

  "The last time I saw you, you were freezing in the wreckage of a plane crash." The agent said.

Alyssa's eyes glazed at the sight of their face. She remembered seeing them, in a pilot's uniform.

"You....you were flying the plane." She said slowly "You crashed it on purpose."

    The agent nodded.

"You killed my parents!"

   The agent laughed.

"Alyssa get out of there." Bucky's voice said "come on princess listen to me. It's not worth it."

She attacked. Going for his throat. He threw her back. Alyssa grunted and lifted herself from the floor. He rushed her and she kicked him square in the chest.

      "Feisty." The agent chuckled.

He dove for her again and she punched him, hard in the chest. She felt something crack under her fist and pulled back, kicking him in the chest again. He fell back into a post with a sickening crack.

  "Alyssa!" Natasha yelled "Let's go!"

She ran after her mother, blinking back tears. They reached the plane just as Tony set off a rocket. It hit the base and Alyssa buried her face in Peter's chest.

   "It's okay." He whispered. "Its okay."

   

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