Little Winter

Beginning

"She will be the best of Hydra's and the Red Room's agents. She will be our greatest asset. She is the daughter of the Winter Soldier and the Black Widow. Her name will be Aurora. For she is the dawn of Hydra and it's new age. Welcome to the world, Black Lily." I opened my eyes to see a short man with glasses. "Hello. I am Doctor Zola. We must now do some tests. Do not worry, they will hurt, but not permanently. We will give you the super soldier serum, and a new technology to give you power over the elements, but specially water."

After they cleaned me, they took me to a room with a metal table. They gave me a shot of something called penicillin. Then they gave me a shot of blue liquid, and a liquid that changed from blue, to brown, to white, to orange. Then I felt pain. I started screaming, all I felt was pain. "There there little one. It is alright." Doctor Zola picked me up. "Nurse take her to the nursery. Raise her until she is 5 like she is your own. Make her believe Hydra is her home."

5 years later

I was sitting in my room, reading a book called Pride and Prejudice. I was extremely smart, already mastering college level questions and fluent in every language. I was the average size for my age. I had brown hair that reached my mid back with blonde and red streaks. I also had hazel eyes that were gold, green, and blue. I was told I was a special person. They taught me how to control my powers. I could control air, make it leave a person's body making them die automatically. I could move the earth, and move solid objects with my mind, using telekinesis. I could create fire, lava, anything. But most of all, I could control water. I could make it appear out of thin air, freeze it, evaporate it, make a storm out of no where, but I could also do one horrible thing. Control the blood of people to make them do anything, allowing me to see into their brain, read their thoughts. Hydra taught me everything. And I was their greatest asset.

"Ah, Black Iris. How nice to see you. We have a mission for you." "Sir, I am but 5 years old. How could I kill someone?" He smiled. "Little one, people never suspect a child. Your job is to kill a scientist. He is known to pass by this abandoned warehouse on his way home. You will cry, drawing him into the building, then suck the air from his lungs, and return to base. Understood?" I nod. "Go on."

I see the scientist coming down the street, so I begin to cry. I hear him stop, and walk in. "Hello little one." He says with a thick German accent. "What is wrong?" "I c-can't find my P-Papa." I say, making sure to make it believable. He smiled, and takes my hand. "Come, little one. Let's go find him. What is your name?" I panic, and take the air from his lungs, killing him, before running to the base.

"Mission successful, sir." He smiled. "Good. Follow me." I follow him to a room with a metal tube that has a glass window. "The man inside of that tube is the Winter Soldier, our greatest asset. You will be placed in a smaller tube, and it will keep you frozen in time. We will wake you up when we have a mission for you." I nod.

After a while, I was taken to the room beside the Soldier's. Then I was placed into a tube, and I fell asleep.