Purple Games

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I don’t remember my parents and if I do Hydra made sure I forgot them. I was probably five years old at the time when Hydra agents took me and started experimenting with me wi5 all sorts of things, things they call The Stones. They would tie me up in a chair while I was locked up in a cell and they would fill the room with radiation from these stones, filling my veins with power and mutating the cells in my body.

Their purpose of experimenting on a child was to have someone who could get into places easily without being noticed and 5e look of innocence of it all. No one would question a child if something went terribly wrong, no one would suspect a child of the worst crimes committed So it was kinda the perfect idea to have a powerful child as an ally, someone so innocent who can be easily manipulated. But I was stubborn I knew that what they wanted me to do was wrong, so they didn’t have a choice but to use The Winter Soldier’s program on me; those words that I’m so afraid of hearing every time I’m going on a mission or end a mission hurt me to the core.

"Желание, Ржавый, Семнадцать, Рассвет, Печь, Девять, Добросердечный, Возвращение на родину, Один, Товарный вагон. Солдат?" One of the agents in charge of me said the magic words.

"Я жду приказаний." I answered.

“Excellent.” He put the book on a side table. “Agent 31 as it is your thirteenth birthday we have a very special mission for you.” I looked at him in the eyes and he scoffed. “You get to come with me to S.H.I.E.L.D.” He grabbed a file and waved it in my face. “See, I need to get intel on a project I clearly don’t have clearance for, but with your abilities...” He tapped my chest. “we’ll get what we want.” He gave me the file I mentioned and inside came my undercover identity Michelle Ward. My mission: get intel on the Sym-Soldier Program. “Now, suit up, Agent.” He left the room so I could prepare for my mission.

I arrived with Agent Ward to S.H.I.E.L.D and it’s unbelievable how much everyone in the ‘good’ team believes kids are just kids, they didn’t even question him on why he would bring his niece to work to a secret organization. While he was doing his job I was sent to investigate where they keep their top secret files; it wasn’t that hard to figure it out when you have telepathic abilities. I could fit into places grown-ups couldn’t, so moving around wasn’t a problem at all.

“Excuse me?” Someone caught me stealing from the cafeteria. “Why is it a child here?” He asked to the crowd. “What are you doing here? Who are you?”

I scoffed. “Hi, I’m Michelle Ward.” I offered my hand to shake but he didn’t do the same. I cleared my throat. “I’m only thirteen years old, half of the time I’m not sure where I’m supposed to be.” He found my comment funny.

“Ward, huh?” I nodded. “Are you by any chance related to Grant Ward?”

“Yes, sir, he’s my uncle, I’m trying to get into the family business.” I smile and he patted my back.

Director Nick Fury. When you’re sixteen make sure you contact me.” I nodded as I watched him walk away.

I rolled my eyes, fixed my clothes and walked to the elevator, all I needed was an access key card, so I browsed quickly to the people around ,e and fixed my eyes on the target, a middle aged man with blue eyes, a really clean suit and a funny personality. I pretended to bump into him and easily borrow his access card. “Sorry, sir.” I apologized and got away with it. I scanned the card in a couple of doors until I got to the right one. I was expecting S.H.I.E.L.D to be a little more updated on technology and have their files on like an unhackable computer but to my surprise I got in a room of actual physical files. I walked around the room for a couple of minutes until I found the right one. I’m not supposed to look at the file, but I don’t think it’ll do any harm, so one look couldn’t hurt. I opened the file and it was very interesting what it had inside; S.H.I.E.L.D experimenting on symbiotes and using them to create another breed of super soldiers, that’s like million steps ahead of Hydra. I closed the file and hid it under my clothes and carefully walked out of the file room all the way to the lobby where I was supposed to meet Ward.

“What took you so long?”He was mad.

“Wasn’t expecting it to be a actual file, where are we 1995?” I lifted my shirt up a little bit so he could see the file. “Let’s go.” He put his hand on my back and gently pushed me to the exit.

“Ward.” Someone yelled and we stopped walking. We turned around and saw Director Fury. “I think you have something that belongs to me.” Ward looked down at me and squeezed the back of my neck.

“Sir?” Ward asked with a tone of innocence.

“Not you.” Fury looked at me.

I scoffed. “Right, sorry, it caught my eye.” I took out a vintage beeper out of my jeans back pocket and handed it back. “Bye.” I waved goodbye and went on our way.

“Are you trying to get caught?” Ward asked me and he didn’t wait for an answer before he slapped me across the face.

“No, sir.” I answered trying not to feel the burn that was intensifying on my cheek.

“Get in the car.” He opened the door and pushed me inside.

The drive to the facility was long, of course it had to be, we were in complete hiding, no one knew Hydra’s still operable. I did my mission report and pretty soon I was locked in my cell for more tests on my abilities. I didn’t question anything on the file I had to retrieve for them so I wouldn’t get in trouble. Everyday was basically the same, some were a little different from others, for example they would change my meal or they would change guard routines so I had no perception of time. Kept my mind going.

Today’s my birthday so I get to ask one thing as a present and I always ask for ice-cream, there’s something about it that just makes me a little nostalgic.

That same night I woke up to people running around the facility, telling about, Tony Stark? Every tv was on the news, I couldn’t tell what all the fuss was about, but it was huge for sure.

“Get the kid.” Garret said and that made me jump back from the door.

A doctor in a white coat came into my room to get me into the chair. “Let’s go.” He grabbed my arm and dragged me to the place I hate the most.

I fought against the doctors so they had to chain me to the chair and quickly recite the same words I had heard earlier that day. "Желание, Ржавый, Семнадцать, Рассвет, Печь, Девять, Добросердечный, Возвращение на родину, Один, Товарный вагон. Солдат?"
"Я жду приказаний." I answered.

“You’re moving to Los Angeles, agent 31.”

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A year later and I haven’t completed my mission, but tonight is the night that Iron Man dies by my hand, an innocent eleven year old. Tonight there’s a gala for one of Stark Industries new projects and I’m sneaking in, it’s gonna be a piece of cake.

I got a pretty dress, long enough to hide some daggers –not that I need them–, one can never be too prepared. I ordered a cab to drop me at the venue and managed to get in without any trouble. I looked around the place to try and find Stark, but he was nowhere to be seen. A redhead at the bar caught my ear when I heard her talking on the phone with who seemed to be Mr. Stark, I smiled to myself and sat beside her.

“Hi.” I said with my most innocent smile.

“Hello.” She said looking behind my shoulder. “Where are your parents.” She asked noticing I was alone.

“Networking.” I chuckled. “I’m Emma Richards.” I stretched my hand and shook hers.

“As in Reed Richards?” I nodded. “That’s amazing! Mr. Stark would love to meet your father.” She said enthusiastically.

“Ha! And I would love to meet Mr. Stark. I’m doing a piece on my school newspaper on clean energy and he’s the biggest name on that, so I was hoping I could get an interview.” I lied.

“How about I get you your interview and you get me a meeting with your father.” I smiled and agreed to the terms as I stopped fiddling my fingers and stopped playing with her mind so she could get me what I wanted. “Speaking of the devil.” She pointed behind me and I turned my head to see the famous Iron Man. “Tony, this is Emma Richards, she’s Reed Richards daughter.” I smiled at the man who was standing in front of me wi5 a glass of whiskey in his hand. “She was hoping she could interview on you for her school’s newspaper and she can pull on some stings on her father to get you that meeting you want.” She explained.

“Alright, follow me kid.” I took my purse and followed him to a lab on the basement. “So shoot your questions.” He turned to the minibar on the lab to pour more alcohol in his glass.

“I really don’t have any questions for you, Mr. Stark.” I started fiddling my fingers to create a purple light.

“That’s funny, I had a feeling something was off about you when JARVIS told me Reed Richards doesn’t have a daughter, so who are you?”

“I guess it doesn’t matter if I tell you, you’ll be dead anyways. I’m Agent 31.” I shrugged my shoulders making the light between my hands bigger.

He looked annoyed. “Your real name, kid.”

I furrowed my brows. “That’s my real name.” I was distracted that I didn’t noticed the redhead from before behind me until she hit me in the head knocking me out.

I woke up with a killer migraine, I tried to move but I was tied up on a chair and the first thought that crossed my mind was that Hydra got me and they were going to kill me for not completing my mission. But something felt different, when I opened my eyes I was in a different room, I had an IV and cables monitoring my vitals. I struggled to move, my whole body was stiff but I could feel my hands and ankles tied down, my heart rate started to go up and I knew this because the machine beside the chair started beeping faster. Mr. Stark came in the room and stopped abruptly when he saw me I was awake. The first thing he did was take a deep breath and check if my IV was still in place, he then went to his desk and pulled out a file where it had information about me, he was doing research on me.

“Finally, you’re awake.” He tells me. “I’ve been meaning to continue our conversation.

My body was starting to come to its senses and something clicked in my brain, I didn’t feel the need to kill Stark anymore. I didn’t even know where Hydra’s facility was. What’s going on? Suddenly everything in the room stated levitating.

“Yo, kid, stop.” He yelled.

“I can’t.” I said with tears flooding my eyes. I can’t remember the las time I cried. “I can’t.” I said again and an energy wave surrounded my body. “Make it stop!” I begged. “Please.” As soon as I said that last word, Stark injected me with something and I calmed down making everything go back to normal.

“The other night you seemed to have it under control.” He pointed out.

“This has never happened before.” I explained.

“Are you ready to talk?” He asked grabbing a chair and pulling it beside the bed I was laying in.

“I don’t know if I’m supposed to.” I said and he placed his hand on top of mine. It felt weird to feel this kind of comfort.

“Try”. He suggested.

I took a deep breath. “I-I’m-well, I’m Agent 31, I’m fourteen years old. I’m a Hydra asset with telepathic abilities and...and that’s all I know.” I started talking and I was impressed because I always thought Hydra had done something to me if I was in a situation like this so I don’t say anything about me or them, but maybe that hit on the head recalibrated my brain or something.

“That’s good.” He patted my shoulder and walked to his desk to make some notes. “Do you know if you were born with your abilities?”

“They were given to me by something they call The Stones.” I said. “No, I don’t know what they are.” I answered the question he was thinking to ask. I jiggled my wrists trying to not find them so uncomfortable, but I’m the bright side those were the most comfortable cuffs I’ve ever been in.

“Sorry about that, let me take those of and out these on instead.” He uncuffed me just to cuff me again. Well I wasn’t cuffed he put two weird looking bracelets on each of my wrists. “Those are to keep you from using your powers, I made them this morning, so we are still testing them.” I smiled at the man. “In the meantime I reach out to a friend to help you get a new identity so Hydra can’t hurt you anymore.” I was so happy to hear those words, but also stressed.

“Thanks! I’ve waited so long for this moment. Six years to be exact.” I smiled and looked at Stark and he looked at me pitiful.

“Oh, kid, I’m so sorry, I-” he started to say how sorry he was to hear my tragic background, but thankfully a man interrupted him.

“Stark.” I knew that voice. “Who is this girl you’re talking about?” A girl with powers?” He asked without noticing my presence because Stark was blocking me, so he stepped aside. “No way, Michelle Ward.” He chuckled at the sight of me.

“So, you two know each other?” Stark pointed at the both of us and I shrugged my shoulders.

“Now, care to explain why are you here?” I looked over at Mr. Stark. “I’m glad he took care of you while I was in my way, but now it’s my turn to take care of you.” I knew what he meant by that and I wouldn’t allow it. He was gonna take me to S.H.I.E.L.D and they would’ve experimented on me the same way Hydra did.

“No!” I yelled and saw in the reflection of a glass door how my eyes glowed a neon purple. “Please, Mr. Stark, don’t let him take me.” I turned to look at hit eh mas who was taking care of me with tears in my eyes.

“Hey it’s okay, don’t worry.” He put a hand on my back for comfort. “Fury, there is another alternative. How about we give the girl a new identity and we can send her to a special school for kids like her.” He looked at the man with the eyepatch, but he didn’t look like he agreed. “I’ll make sure she gets what she needs, all I’m asking for you is to give her a new persona so S.H.I.E.L.D or Hydra come after her. This has to go completely off the record.” Fury was hesitant but in the end Stark made a valid unspoken point. If no one knew about me then no one would take any interest on me.

A couple of days later after that situation I had a new identity as Charlotte ‘Charlie’ Stark and was heading to Xavier’s school for the gifted all the way in Canada.