Child of hydra

Child of hydra

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The black widow had a secret she long thought was dead. The Winter Soldier had a secret he though was dead. What could be so secret that the two most dangerous assassins in the world were scared of? Their child. (Author note chapter titles may be in A different language but it is written in English for the most part)
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When Bucky had saved Steve from the river, he was determined to find out about his past. He was lost and confused, but he was ready to face what was ahead. Charlotte Black, 18, was nothing but a myth to the others-the story of a ghost girl who could control the weather and thunder. She was the tale that mothers would tell to keep their children in line: If you don't behave, the Ghost Girl will come and take you away. No one knew if she was real. To the norms, she was merely a ghost story. But to Shield, she was a valuable piece in the Avengers operation. The two somehow managed to cross path. They formed the oddest yet the best team. They became each other's support but dark times were ahead. With the enemies lurking in the shadows, would Bucky be able to rid of his ghost? Could Charlotte save her friends, be them her own family or Avengers? The two who did not belong would find themselves battling in their final moments, fighting for their last breath, surviving for themselves and each other, for when there was nothing to lose, they still had each other.

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