My name is Kali Petrova. I was raised and trained in the Red Room Academy.
You've never heard of me.
I wasn't one of the Black Widows from the Academy, however. I was a part of Hydra's Winter Soldier program.
Hydra made several attempts to create the perfect weapon, but only two were successful; the first and the last
There were distinct differences in the way I was 'programmed' versus that of the others. Though I, too, had trigger words implanted, they were never truly needed.
According to the stories, The Winter Soldier was the best assassin Hydra's ever had, but that was simply because no one knew I existed. I was their best-kept secret.
I was the student that surpassed the teacher.
Typically, the Winter Soldier succeeded in every mission. There was but one stain on his record. Mine.
For years, I had concealed myself from Hydra. Now, as an ally of the Avengers, I was thrown right back into their sights.
Luckily for me, The Soldier was the only one in Hydra who still knew of my existence. I had taken care to eliminate the others, one by one.
Much like the Soldier himself, I was a phantom, a ghost, a memory - a story.
This is ours.
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Finding Home
General FictionWhen Kali Petrova finds herself once again with the Avengers, she must try to put her feelings aside and work as part of the team. A task which is easier said than done with the - now-former - Winter Soldier now a part of said team. Is she able to k...
