grounded (adj)
well balanced and sensible; mentally and emotionally stable
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Valentina Aleksandra was everything but safe to mankind. After being experimented on by Hydra, they considered her as the most dangerous creation, not even he...
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𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓪'𝓼 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓪𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓫𝓮 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻
"So, I'm right. She has lots of powers inside her that she couldn't control. She's even unaware of what they are. She just knows that she's different from the others." Wanda paced back and forth in front of Steve and Tony, who seem to be thinking. "What's the game plan?"
"One thing's for sure, she's not a threat. If trained well, she can be a great asset to the team." Steve said, remembering her conversation with the teenager awhile ago. He saw the guilt and conscience from her eyes, a cry for help. "With all the threats we're facing right now, we need her."
"But Steve, she's just a kid. We can't let her go with us in the battlefield. Even if she's stronger than all of us, it's still dangerous for her." Wanda disagreed, feeling sad for the young girl sitting inside her cell. She inhaled deeply when flashes of her twin brother, who was killed in Sokovia a few years ago, went inside her mind wanting to be remembered. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes so she cleared her throat and turned her back on them.
"Yeah, but she's not normal, is she?" Natasha Romanoff strutted her way into the room. "Let's face it. She's different, like any of us. It's a matter between whether she's trained well or not. Steve's right, she can be a great asset. That's why I'm willing to train her. I can handle it." Natasha shrugged, like training an unstable teenage girl who can kill you by snapping her fingers is nothing.
Steve nodded at her, "Then, it's settled. Training will start tomorrow. Meeting's dismissed." He walked out the door before Tony or Wanda could complain.
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The next day, Natasha smiled as she entered Valentina's cell. "Hey, kiddo." Valentina's eyes widened, and she cowered in fear as the Black Widow gets closer to her. "Relax, I'm a friend of Steve. You know, that muscular guy who talked to you yesterday?"
Valentina relaxed as she realized the beautiful woman standing in front of her is not a threat. Steve Rogers' words echoing in her mind, "No one will hurt you, okay? As long as you're with us, you are safe. And you can trust us."
"So, Valentina Aleksandra. Nice name you got there, huh? We both have Russian names. Mine's Natasha Romanoff. What's your last name?" Natasha proceeded, wanting the girl to warm up to her. She might be a great assassin, but the teenager in front of her could kill her without even trying. Valentina shook her head, not knowing the answer to her question. "You don't know your last name? Well, we can figure out soon what last name should we give to you. But, can I call you V for short? Your name's very... wordy."
Natasha hates talking much, but if she wants to get on V's good side, she has to. Valentina nodded at her, letting her guard down just like what she did to Steve Rogers. A friend of Steve's could also be her friend, she hopes.
