The Third Mutant (Captain America story)

Prologue

Jessie Smith had always been the normal girl. Never got into trouble, never got noticed by anyone apart from her small group of friends in school. She was the quiet girl that always had a book with her or listened to music, but that all changed when she turned 22.

That was the day Strucker had found her. He was looking for his next subject in a city where nobody would expect him to be. Jessie was walking home from work late at night. Being in the centre of London, she didn't worry about being alone; there were always plenty of people around at all hours of the day. That night, as she walked past the alleyway by the side of her apartment building, she was grabbed from behind, with a cloth suffocating her airways. That was the last she saw of London.

She was a prime candidate for HYDRA. No parents or close family left alive. She lived alone. Maybe one or two friends. Nobody would notice she had been taken for days, maybe even weeks. They took her to Sokovia, where she was experimented on with the others. They were trying to see what could be created from Loki's sceptre that was left on Earth after the New York battle.

By the end of the trials, there was only three of them left alive, one of them being Jessie. The other two were the twins, Wanda and Pietro Maximoff. Being in the close confines of a cell with Wanda, Jessie and she grew close. Pietro had mutated to become fast, being able to move at speeds unimaginable. Jessie and Wanda's powers were almost the same. The two could move things with their minds and see the thoughts that people had. The only difference was that Wanda emitted a scarlet colour when using her powers and Jessie emitted blue.

Everything was okay for a while. But that was before Jessie had managed to escape. She was done with being an experiment for those awful people. She needed to get out and warn someone. This is her story.