[Comprehensive British and American] When station B dominates superheroes

"Ha... Speaking of which, she is still pregnant... What do you think the group of government people will do to her?"

The Avengers who knew the inside story were still thinking about Ajax's last words, but Wanda's expression changed when she suddenly learned that she had an extra sister.

The bright-faced Scarlet Witch stared blankly at Magneto, obviously not realizing what it was like to have a half-sister and an unborn nephew immediately after having a father.

"Uh... how did he know?" On the other side, Sylvia looked confused in her battle suit, "Although the ability is similar...but even Polaris doesn't know..."

Or, did Ajax find a chance to get Magneto's hair or something and do a genetic comparison with Polaris?

#Why is he so empty-handed! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻#

To be fair, the X gene is not hereditary, which has been confirmed by experts.

Therefore, the children of mutants are not necessarily mutants, and the children of ordinary people may also be mutants.

But sometimes, some mutant children will violate this law (...) and use their lives as refutations...

For example, Polaris, who inherited the ability of Magneto, and "Nightcrawler" Kurt, who inherited the teleportation of the Red Devil and the blue skin of Mystique.

Anyway, let's ignore those special cases for now.

In view of the published "X gene's non-inherited law", even if Polaris knew that her ability was similar to that of the brotherhood leader, she did not doubt "whether I will be his child".

——With this kind of dreaming space, it is better to think about how to escape the pursuit and comparison of ordinary people in the small town.

Therefore, Polaris, who is still staying at the Avengers base, can't imagine that the Avengers met her father, and her boyfriend and unborn child's father was almost crushed to death by her own father.

She was in a holding cell, confronting a woman who was said to be a "former senior S.H.I.E.L.D. agent" with a "Psychic Response Unit Level 6 Agent" on her ID.

……

"Lorna Dane."

Standing outside the special glass, this female detective with a serious and beautiful face in a tight uniform nodded towards the North Star.

"I'm Maria Hill, Executive Director of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"..."

Behind the special glass wall, the green-haired girl with dark green pupils looked at the agent coolly and did not reply.

Lorna knew that the Avengers were dispatched collectively to rescue her companions, and there was only one Vision left in the entire base.

——The purpose of picking out the agents who appear here at this time is obviously not pure.

However, she knew this woman.

—the face of “Maria Hill” once appeared on television, speaking on behalf of the government.

She also knows "S.H.I.E.L.D.", a mysterious national organization that once fell apart because of the Hydra incident.

In addition, Maria Hill walked smoothly all the way. The ID card in her hand was swiped at the interception doors, and it did not cause any red lights or insufficient authority. It seemed that she had obtained Trusted by the Avengers.

So Polaris didn't press the alarm button immediately.

As a result, when she lost consciousness, she only subconsciously covered her stomach—she didn't even have time to think about how the woman entered the detention room in an instant through a layer of glass.

Almost at the same time as they disappeared, the phantom's body quickly penetrated the wall and emerged from the metal wall next to it.

He looked towards the detention room for the first time, and was about to say something, but was taken aback when his eyes touched the glass wall.

—It was empty inside.

And in the room where Vision stayed before coming to the detention room, Pietro, who ran from West Chester to upstate New York overnight, was sitting on the sofa, shaking his legs anxiously:

"Oh, Wanda is not here, and I don't know if she knows that we have another sister..."

"Speaking of which, who gave birth to a few..."

"Vision is so slow, why hasn't it come back..."

……

In Magneto's life, for the word "child", the only person he can match up with is Nina.

——The only child he thought of, his beloved little daughter, the angel who died young at the hands of humans, the most special softness...and the deepest pain in his not-so-bright life.

Therefore, when he heard Ajax say that he had another biological daughter who was still pregnant, his heart was blank.

No other thoughts, just solid, exploding, blank.

This blankness urgently needs a channel to vent, so when Eric reacted, the entire underground base was trembling.

He was floating in the air, surrounded by a mess of metal objects, Ajax looked like he was going to die in the next moment, and Captain America barely pulled the ball across the opponent's neck.

And Charles was yelling something anxiously at him, his own bloodshot eyes mirrored in cornflower blue eyes.

"Where is she?" He heard himself speak, his voice almost as hoarse as a broken gong.

"...She's in the Avengers base." It was the Scarlet Witch who answered him.

Eric didn't have the time to think about it now...why the tone of the mutant girl in the Avengers who he wanted to instigate but failed to instigate was so weird.

He had only one thought: "Take me there."

And, "Give her to me."

Tony Stark rolled his eyes under his steel mask.

Now he can probably say a hundred and eighty sentences to hate the scrap iron king, such as "except for the sperm, you have no role in the fart", "the child is not what you want to take, you can take it if you want to take it"... something .

But before Tony could say anything, he was choked back by the news from Jarvis: Polaris was taken away by Maria Hill in an unknown way and without surveillance.

It's just a house leak and it rains at night...

It's cool and autumn :)

……

upstate New York.

Avengers base.

Tonight is a sleepless night.

All the Avengers, Magneto, Professor X, Quicksilver except Thor and Dr. Banner gathered together.

In view of the fact that everyone doesn't want Sylvia to be exposed to Magneto, and tomorrow is Monday, Peter has to go to class, and Aunt May said that Peter must go back before 12 o'clock...

Sylvia and Peter were driven back by the Avengers and Professor X in this way (in the eyes of Magneto, Spider-Man was driven back alone).

The two little ones squatted behind the lawn outside the Avengers Base, looking at the warm yellow glass that could not see the interior clearly, being blown by the night wind desolately, and sighed in unison.

Not to mention the part of Charles persuading Magneto, just the strange eyes of Wanda Pietro and his brother staring at Magneto is a big show...

But the most important question is why Agent Hill took Polaris away, and whether Miss Polaris is safe now.

——If they don't understand this, they will definitely not be able to sleep at night!

Under the moonlight, amber and brown eyes met, and the two of them exchanged glances, and then sighed in unison.

Sylvia could be turned into an AI and go to eavesdrop—if she wanted to, Jarvis and Friday wouldn’t be able to find her—but eavesdropping is not a good behavior, and after the Avengers discuss the conclusion, It should not be hidden from them, and there is no need to rush for a while.

but……

How did things develop like this...

The girl's legs were numb from squatting, so she just hugged her knees and sat on the ground, not caring how expensive the gray-green skirt she was wearing was.

——Didn’t you see that Peter had stuffed his shirt of the same style into someone’s bag in order to show off his spider suit...I don’t even know where that bag went.

She looked at the lights of the Avengers base in the distance, and her eyes gradually drifted to the sky.

There is the sound of the wind rustling through the green fields and grass, the not-so-loud cry of the summer insects when they are at the end of their lives, and the shallow breathing of the boy beside him...

Northern New York is considered a suburb, and the air condition is much better than that of Manhattan. Because it is far away from the downtown area, this area is not noisy. The fine stars are dotted in the blue-purple night, like icing on a mirrored cake.

The icing fell in her amber eyes like sparkles of light.

It's a bit like the reflection of saline.

……

Peter squatted beside Sylvia.

He grabbed the hood that had been taken off with one hand, and rested on the ground with the other.

The boy wore hairspray on his head, but the fluffy brown curly hair had returned after a night of tossing. He opened his doggy eyes and stared at her in a daze.

——For some reason, he felt that Sylvia was sad.

——Although she looks very calm.

After getting along with each other for this period of time... In fact, it was only a few short days, less than half a month, but too many things happened in the middle, which made this short time become long... The little spider found that Searle Via is a very understanding girl.

"Easy to understand"—it doesn't mean that she is pure or anything, but that Sylvia is a person with clear principles.

Her principles, or the bottom line, are very clear, laid out in front of you clearly and generously for you to see.

What to do, what to say...

What words might hurt people so she doesn't say them, what words are enough to comfort people so she says...

What is wrong, so she can't get used to it, what is something she can do, so when she can't do it, she blames herself...

Clearly, clearly, clearly, she seemed to have a ruler in her heart.

Peter felt that Sylvia had a very soft heart.

She knows a lot of "past" and "future" that they don't know, and she even feels guilty towards them because of that "past" and "future"-the Avengers, including him, more or less feel her guilt.

But they never said comforting words to Sylvia like "it's not your fault, you don't need to blame yourself".

Because they also know another point:

What Sylvia has is not the so-called "sympathy", but "empathy".

She's not sympathizing with some of their experiences - she knows they don't need any sympathy - she's putting herself in the same position for the treatment that doesn't conform to her principles for those heroes, for those unreasonable A tragedy that should not have happened, expressing her resistance and rejection.

In her opinion, it was "shouldn't", so she protested this "shouldn't".

Now, what is she thinking about?

……

"Thea."

I don't know what problem the little friend is troubled by, and the little spider, who feels that he has an obligation to be a gentleman and share the worries for the lady, started a clumsy attempt.

"Look, the Avengers will definitely discuss a result tonight. We can intercept Pietro tomorrow... He will definitely not be able to control his mouth!"

He tried his best to speak lightly and cheerfully, and the boy's soda voice sounded like a cheerful trumpet in the night wind.

Sylvia was brought back to her thoughts by his tone, she kept sitting with her knees hugged from the neck down, but she turned her head to look at him, and smiled: "...Yes, he can't control it for sure."

After she finished speaking, she thought that Peter had to hurry back, and thoughtfully added: "Should we go? There's nothing to do sitting here."

Peter nodded, and put on the hood again. The curly hair on his head was pressed under the mask, and the big white light bulb eyes looked very...cute.

Sylvia, who got close to the pair of light bulbs: "..." Well, it's cute even at close range.

Just when she was about to get into her battle suit to be company with Sister Helen and hitch a ride, the Spider-Man in front of her suddenly bent down, stretched out her hand, and made a gentlemanly invitation.

A voice with a light smile came from under the mask:

"Want a free flight over New York, ma'am?"

"Your best neighbor, Spider-Man, sincerely serves you."

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