Project Alpha

Ch. 8 - Hydra's Enhanced

**Italics are when people are speaking in Russian, keep that in mind! Also, sorry for any mistranslation issues! I really want to learn Russian someday...

"Three."

"Two..."

"One!"

The last thing Peter remembered was a hot, powerful surge going through his head. He screamed out in agony and tried to count off the seconds in his head, willing for it all to go away soon.

After what seemed like eternity, it suddenly came to a stop. The tight vibranium helmet encasing the top half of his head released and fell into Dr. Kilimar's hands.

"Did it work?" Another man's gravely voice shook the room from some sort of overhead speaker.

"Give it a second, will you!" The doctor snapped, then he pivoted to face his greatest creation, silently hoping it would work. The boss had demanded it be ready sooner, so Kaleb hadn't had time to test it.

Several seconds passed. The ticking of the nearby clock unmistakable in the heavy silence following it. Then, a new voice spoke with a flat, completely emotionless tone, "Ready to comply."

This was clearly what they had been waiting for, seeing as further orders were placed by a higher authority. Peter sat there with his unfocused eyes staring at a blank, stone brick wall, awaiting his own commands.

"Aльфа, come with me," A man grunted out while motioning for Peter to follow. He stood and then walked after the new guard. This guy apparently had a name tag; it read Aaron Franklin. Peter assumed it was a fake name.

But then again, this wasn't Peter. Peter wasn't really gone, but just trapped in the back of his mind.

This was Alpha. Alpha was cold and calculating, not afraid to kill or take desperate measures in action. He was also Hydra's strongest weapon, ready to die for them; the greater good of mankind.

They finally stopped in front of a metal studded door. He unlocked it and gave an encouraging nudge to Peter to walk in. Inside stood a few other important looking people and two teenagers.

The first teenager had hazel colored hair that fell down across her back. Her eyes seemed to radiate a crimson shot of energy. She stood by the other kid with her arms crossed in front of her, looking impatient.

The kid near her nodded once in Peter's direction, letting him take in the messy blonde hair and growing stubble. His bright eyes scanned over Peter and slightly widened at the sight of his arm. (A/N: twins will be the same age as Peter in this, so about 15 or 16)

Peter then saw a pile of papers being begrudgingly handed to him by some sort of leader within Hydra. The words at the top were big, underlined, and their goal outlined extremely clear:

Terminate the Avengers and retake the traitor.
Effective Immediately

***

Bruce ran a small device over Tony's arc reactor scanning for possible issues.

"For the last time, I'm fine!" He whined for only the dozenth time. Bucky hadn't said anything, but with the way his lip slightly curled, Steve could tell he didn't want or think he needed the medical check-up.

"Stop being such a baby, Tony," Natasha said through gritted teeth, impatient at the fact that she had to wait for her teammates before finding her son, "and hurry up."