Ultron was gone. The latest threat was nothing more than broken wires and sharp nightmares in their minds.
The Avengers new base was larger than the tower, and surrounded by greenery. The opposite to the metal metropolis that had previously homed them. Steve would only admit to himself that he missed being close to the city. He was a New Yorker through and through.
But he had to admit he felt at home at the base; the military air about the place struck chords from long ago. He certainly threw himself into his training more, and the training of the latest members.
Sam was a good running partner. Well, he was when Steve didn't outrun him. It was quite nice having someone to train with, to verbally spar with, and to train in silence in the gym with.
Rhodey, well Rhodey had spent many years with Tony, so he was quick on his feet. Both verbally and physically.
Wanda. She was still a mystery to them. Quite reserved in herself since Sokovia. She trained hard to prove to herself more than them, that she could do good. It was an issue she thought was secret. But it wasn't, as they all trained for the same reason: to do good. They could cause so much destruction and pain (some of them previously had) and now they had to prove that they could do good, do better.
Wanda was proving herself more than she realised. She had more power than any of them. It scared them a little. Not that she would use it against them, but the power she was given. What if it had been given to others? People less wanting to do the good Wanda wanted?
Since Ultron had killed Baron von Strucker in a supposedly secure cell, they were at a loss at the other experiments he'd had a hand in. Files had been deleted, all that remained were out-dated paper copies that had only been updated when someone remembered.
Natasha spent her time pouring over these files. Boxes and boxes of them between training. Steve more than once was forced to remind her to sleep, eat, or to take a break.
It wasn't until maybe two months since Ultron's destruction that they finally had a lead.
"Here," Nat pointed on the holographic globe. Somewhere out in Northern Europe, in a country which Steve had never heard of, let alone attempted to pronounce. "Supplies are shipped here every two weeks. Heavily military guard for a small bunker. Most of the files have been redacted. But often refers to one case name that I haven't heard of before."
"Operation Frostbite?" Tony said as he flicked through the pages. "Seriously, who comes up with these names?"
"Never heard of it," Steve said, watching as Nat moved in on the globe. "Any idea what the bunker is carrying?"
"Not a clue, but there's a lot of heavily redacted reports labelled as "Subject Thirteen". Whatever tests, results or anything relating to this, it's been redacted."
"Why bother with a paper copy if you're just going to black out half the information," Tony said, tossing the file on the tabletop. "All that paper; clearly they don't care for the environment," Tony's sarcastic quips were second nature to them all, to the point where they did not entertain him.
"It's the only other lead we have on Strucker's work. He was happy to play with human experimentation," Rhodey voiced, all of them silently glad Wanda was not in the room. "Who knows what else he was involved in."
"When do we start?" Nat said with a smile.
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Operation Frostbite
Fanfiction(Natasha Romanoff daughter fic) "Weapons of mass destruction don't make good children." Hydra is no stranger to secrets. Their latest remains buried so deep no one knows it exists. Not even its own mother. Human experimentation comes at a price to...