[Comprehensive British and American] When station B dominates superheroes

It is difficult to restrain yourself from trembling.

When people are afraid, they always want to shrink themselves as small as possible, just like looking for a sense of security in the mother's womb.

The most terrifying moment of Sylvia's life happened when she was four years old.

At that time, she still knew what "grouping" meant, and watched DVDs with the older children of the neighbor's house. At that time, computers were not popular, and watching movies mainly depended on CDs rented from the CD store. It can be rented for a month.

The four-year-old girl moved a small wooden bench and sat in the corner. Seen from the back, she was just a two-headed little pier, chubby like a ball, her hair was tied into a small knot on her forehead by a colored rubber band, and her eyes blinked. don't blink.

They secretly watched a horror movie without telling the adults:

There was a strange drug theft case in the old medical school, and only a pile of sparse dirt footprints were left on the stairs of the old building hidden by ivy. The graduates who made an appointment to visit the teacher at school were determined to find the thief, but they saw it in the wild. The syringe and the monster whose body is made of mud take a step and turn into a step. The pattering mud footprints condense on the road, and finally the whole person turns into muddy water. The syringe is aimed in an unknown direction.The medical students were shocked and tried to escape from the old building, but they got sick one after another. Some people turned into a puddle of paste, some turned into thin instant noodles... Finally, all the dead people who died stood on the third floor with many panes In the small building, one stood at each window and sang the graduation song of that year.

...I just don't know what kind of ghost story it is.

But such a story has an indelible impact on a four-year-old radish who does not distinguish between reality and film. Lin Xiya stumbled and ran out the door, covered in cold sweat under the hot sun, and she didn't even know how to cry. One sound.

At that time, there was no one to sleep with her, and the empty home always seemed to be echoing with the sound of muddy footsteps, and she dared not go out during the day, in a daze.

The nanny and the little sister gossip: I am afraid that the child in this family is not a fool (fool).

When she grew up, Sylvia occasionally recalled this past, and only thought that the nanny was a fool. She was obviously fine, but when she was picked up by the second grandfather, she was praised by the old man for being smart, cute, and eloquent.

...Of course, after the stinky old man revealed his true colors, he never said that again.

Their relationship will always be "Are you stupid?" "You are stupid!" "You just stand here and don't touch me and I will move you an orange tree"... the perfect grandchildren model :)

Sylvia can't remember what process she went through when she suddenly jumped from "can't speak" to "able to speak", but in the end it was only a year or two.

She put it down to her own natural talent, awakened wit, and just being a brilliant smart girl.

——At least, she thought so before seeing the face of the man in black in front of her.

……

A solid black hood that casts shadows from an overhead light source.

The slightly open neckline can see the faint curve of the chest. The shadow that once followed Zemo and now suddenly appeared is a woman.

Her thin, scarred hands slowly raised, not toward Sylvia, but toward her own hood.

There was a rustling sound as the cloth slid down, revealing the face of this "shadow".

At this moment, there was a deathly silence in the public channel.

Sylvia's amber eyes were wide open, and her pupils were covered with something like a contact lens—a crystalline retinal camera that can synchronize images in the line of sight, and the Avengers specialize in missions.

The lens fully reflects the scene in front of Sylvia to all other people wearing the same equipment.

They saw a face exactly like Sylvia's.

A pair of indifferent amber eyes are embedded in the delicate and thin face——the pupils of this "Sylvia" are a little lighter in color, like the resin flowing on the pine and cypress trees, and the unformed amber.

The eyes of the visitor reflected the lights above their heads, as well as Sylvia's shocked face opposite.

The black-robed girl tilted her head and looked at Sylvia for a long time, as if she was waiting for Sylvia to speak. After a while, she suddenly realized: "Ah. You forgot me. I remember you, you forgot me .”

Whether this sentence is an exclamation or an accusation, no one can tell. The black-robed girl speaks without fluctuations, like an artificial voice Google girl. If it is not for the wrong occasion, it is actually quite funny.

—but Sylvia couldn't laugh.

……

She remembered a "false" past.

Not long after the horror movie incident when she was four years old, there was a "Lincia" who looked exactly like her in Sylvia's life.

No one knows how this incident happened, and a four-year-old child can't think about such a complicated problem. At that time, Sylvia just felt that she would not be lonely if she had an extra companion. She happily named that "Lincia" , she called her "Aya".

Aya was even more silent than her, like a mute.

But it doesn't matter, Aya can't speak, she can speak, one of the two is enough.

She talked to Aya, she played with Aya, and no one could see her except herself—that was okay, and she didn't want the older children to know that older children were always bullying.

The nannies and the little sisters gossiped and added another gossip, saying that the child is probably not born with yin and yang eyes, and his luck is very low. It is really a big loss for this family to help take care of the child-lucky The kind to be sucked away.

Sylvia herself thought it was a child's imagination when she grew up, and the nanny's words were somewhat correct—anyway, such cases are not uncommon—as time went by, she gradually forgot about it. The past.

— until now.

……

Sylvia opened and closed her mouth for a long time—she was sure her expression was funny but she didn't have time to think about it—before she choked out a name that had been dusty for more than ten years: "...Aya?"

Her "Aya" is, really?Live?

The Avengers on the other end of the public channel chewed on the name and guessed the identity of the second Sylvia who suddenly appeared. They guessed from twin sisters to clones to second Mystique... all kinds of things.

Then Charles' words negated all their guesses.

"Her and Silvia's soul bands are completely consistent."

——It’s the same person.

At the same time Sylvia called out the name "Aya", the black robed Aya immediately opened her eyes to the maximum.

There seems to be no "laugh" nerve on her face, and she can only express her emotions by tilting her head or staring, as well as words: "You remember me. Oh. You remember me. Zemo. You are lying to me."

When it came to "Zemo lied to her", Aya's widened eyes slowly returned to their normal state, and she couldn't tell how she was feeling, but Sylvia immediately realized that under the other's thin face, there was something hidden behind her. A soul on the brink of rage.

With sharp eyes, she saw that the robe next to Aya's elbow was eroded by the air bit by bit—as if some force had swallowed the fabric, revealing more scars on those chicken claw-like wrists.

This engulfment even spread to the surrounding area, from the carpet on the floor to the spare umbrella on the shelf in the entrance hall, all of which have become pitted.

Sylvia was terrified.

On the one hand, it was because of the number of scars on the wrist, and on the other hand, it was because she could "see" that energy, like a dormant giant beast, and its sleeping breath had terrifying lethality—and this energy, Not long ago, she "ferried" out of the sewer.

——They are actually the same strand, with the same origin and the same destination.

——Sylvia felt that she was rolling back and forth on the line of life and death not long ago.

"Zemo. Lie to me." This realization probably really annoyed the black-robed girl, but she didn't seem to have much to do but repeat the sentence, which made her even angrier.

Angry at myself, angry at myself...

Sylvia: "..."

……

"How do I feel..."

In the public channel, Barton couldn't help interjecting: "This Aya's mental age is not normal?"

——Extremely childish, especially emotional.

Little Spider: "..." He is a little confused now and doesn't want to answer.

Natasha: "...you don't need to say it." Everyone can see it.

"Are they mutants?" Even Eric, who didn't talk much on public channels, interjected with interest.

Of course, everyone knew that the purpose of his interruption was obvious.

Charles decisively denied: "They are not."

Eric gave a disgruntled "tsk", as if he had lost interest, but it may just be that he lost interest on the surface.

Batman's focus is captured very well: "Maybe the other party knows where the people who were taken away are, or she is the one who makes those ordinary people disappear out of thin air. This is the fastest clue we can get now..."

"Thea, you know her. Is your relationship good? Will she be mean to you?" Steve wanted to confirm first.

Since the relationship between these two people seems to be quite complicated, they don't have time to ask the details now, they can only ensure Sylvia's safety first.

Silvia pretended to have her hair cut, tapped the communicator, and said that the relationship was good before, but now she is not very sure.

"Zemo is an entry point, and you can make a set of words." Tony pondered for a moment, then decided.

Fu added another sentence: "Be careful, if anything goes wrong, come back immediately."

Although the opponent does not seem to have the intention of attacking, you still have to be careful.

Sylvia tapped "OK" again.

……

Aya seemed still angry, and didn't notice the movement on Sylvia's side.

"Did you recognize me in the sewer?"

Sylvia used a question that was not easy to hit the point, and drew the attention of the black-robed girl.

As if the "pause" button was pressed, the erosion of the surrounding environment stopped immediately.

Aya's gaze focused again, and she answered seriously: "I greet you. Ignore me. You go."

you go……

It took Sylvia two seconds to realize that Aya was saying that she had left alone before, instead of telling her to go away immediately..._(:зゝ∠)_

This syntax is really...

But it's better than not being able to speak as a child.

"That's because I didn't see your face before." Sylvia wanted to smile a friendly smile, but she couldn't at all, "You're wearing a hood."

She deliberately avoided the rhetoric of "escape", but fortunately Aya was easily confused.

"You're right." Aya's light amber eyes widened little by little - Sylvia knew now that she was happy - and said, "This is the Harry Potter robe! I have a lot! One for you."

After speaking, he waved his hand, and there was an identical black robe in his hand.

The people on the public channel did not understand this stalk.

Sylvia: "..." Wait!

Sylvia: "...is there a wizard here?" Don't scare her.

Aya: "No. This is not. The peripherals of the movie. We have seen it together before."

Sylvia: So it’s because we watched movies together when we were young... It’s okay, it’s okay... I thought there would be another group of wizards, then the world might as well just explode in place, what more Thanos is there_(:зゝ∠)_

Sylvia took the robe, brushed the smooth material with her fingers, and asked casually, "Do you have many of these robes? Who did you give them to?"

"The robe. Who is it for?" Aya reacted for a while, and the collar that was pulled sideways by the hood kept sliding, and she didn't know how to pull it, revealing most of the inner neckline and protruding collarbone.

Sylvia wanted to help her straighten her clothes, but reason stopped her.

Aya, who finally came to her senses, thumped her palm: "Yes. Everyone."

People in the public channel all pricked up their ears.

Sylvia was persuasive: "Who are you guys?"

The girl in the crooked robe began to count: "the one with blue skin, the one with very red skin, the one with a knife in his bones, the one who doesn't talk, the one who is very green, the other one with red skin, the one with a knife in his bones ..."

Sylvia: "..."? ? ?

Public channel: "..."? ? ?

Sylvia: "Then... In your eyes, what kind of person am I?"

Aya: "Very yellow!"

Sylvia: "..."

The author has something to say:

Aya: "youyellowyellow"

Thea: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

PS: Many fairies have guessed that HP is about to come out. In fact, Apparation has a sound like farting, so it is not hhhhh

Guess the mage's guess is right, Aya and Thea belong to the mage √

Visually, there will be no HP in the main plot, and it will be too complicated_(:зゝ∠)_