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Isabelle, a 14yo, is trained to be a widow since she was 2. When she turns 8 , hydra steals her from the Red Room Academy to conduct experiments on her. She is then trained to be the Winter Soldier's accomplice.
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The Winter Soldier and...
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"No, we know what it sounds like," Scott began as everyone gathered around Tony's humble abode.
"Tony, after everything you've seen, is anything really impossible?" Steve asked hopefully.
"Quantum fluctuation messes with the Planck scale... which then triggers the Deutsch Proposition. Can we agree on that?" He explained while handing a glass of water to Steve.
"Thank you," Steve said politely.
"In layman's terms, it means you're not coming home." Tony deadpanned.
"I did," Scott spoke up.
"No. You accidentally survived. It's a billion-to-one cosmic fluke. Now you wanna pull out the... what d'you call it?" Tony exaggerated.
"Time heist." Scott hesitated.
Isabelle quietly sighed and looked at him with a bit of disappointment. It at least had a nice ring to it. Does sound like a song title, though.
"Yeah, A time heist. Of course." Tony spoke Isabelle's thoughts. They weren't surprised that he mocked Scott: Tony was the only one allowed to give things and people nicknames, in Isabelle's opinion.
The group bickered back and forth about the time heist. Isabelle understood both sides: they had so much to lose, but they could save so much more. They had to try, at least.
Even if it all sounded like a made-up fairytale, Isabelle would try anything to bring back those who they lost.
"Well, he's scared." Natasha stated while they were walking towards the black car.
"He's not wrong." Steve agreed with Tony.
"Yeah, I mean, but what're we gonna do?" Scott "We need him. What, are we gonna stop?
"No. I wanna do it right. We're gonna need a much bigger brain." Steve stated with a firm nod.
"Like, Mega Mind type of big?" Isabelle guessed with raised eyebrows, motioning towards her head.
"Come on, I feel like I'm the only one eating here. Try some of that. Have some eggs." Bruce motioned with his hands.
The Avengers were sitting in a booth, an enormous bowl of eggs and bacon in front of them. Bruce had to pull up an extra chair because he now had the body of The Hulk. Isabelle wondered what he did with the other one.
"I'm so confused." Scott said to no one in particular, still staring at Bruce. Or rather Hulk. Brulk? Huce?
"These are confusing times."
"He kind of looks like Shrek." Isabelle quietly whispered to Scott who tried his best to not laugh.
After their little get-together, Bruce agreed to try out the whole Time Heist concept.
"Okay, here we go, time travel test number one. Scott, fire up, the uh, van thing" Bruce ordered while he played around with the time travel buttons.
"Who puts a whole Time Machine in a beat up van?" Isabelle whispers to herself, standing near Bruce.
"Emergency generators are on standby." Steve walked into the enormous room.
"Good, because if we blow the grid, I don't want to lose Tiny here in the 1850's" Bruce motioned to the shorter man.
"Excuse me?"
"He's kidding." Natasha said with a wide smile. "You can't say things like that."
"It was a bad joke." He sheepishly explained.
"You were kidding, right?" Natasha made sure.
"I have no idea. We're talking about time travel here. Either it's all a joke or none of it is. We're good!" Bruce said in one breath, holding up his thumbs.
"Get your helmet on."
"Good luck Scott. You've got this." Steve said with his forever frowning expression.
"You're right. I do, Captain America." Scott nodded in response.
Whoosh!
"On the count of three. Three, two one." Bruce counted off, using a pen to press smaller buttons.
Whoosh!
"Uh... guys?" Said a teen, standing in Scott's uniform.
A lot of panicked chatter filled the air while Bruce desperately tried fidgeting with the machinery again.
"Is that Scott?" "Yes it's Scott."
"Do it again!" Isabelle rushed the genius.
Whoosh!
"Oh, my back!" Said an older guy, also in Scott's uniform.
"What is this?" "Can you bring him back?!"
Whoosh!
This time, there sat a tiny baby in Scott's place, looking around peacefully, totally oblivious to what was going on.
"It's a baby." "It's Scott." "—as a baby."
"He'll grow." "We don't have 50 years to spare!" "Bring Scott back!"
"When I say kill the power, kill the power." Bruce exclaimed as he motioned to the red switch.
"Oh my god." Natasha quietly cursed.
"And... kill it!"
Whoosh!
They all held their breath while the van powered on for the last time.
"Somebody peed my pants." Scott Scott said.
"Oh thank god." Natasha slapped her hand to her chest.
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