Superhero Damage Control [Comprehensive]

The weirdest marriage contract in the world was made.

General Lukin even prepared a wedding room for them, a small two-story building built on top of a bunker. It has a Spartan minimalist decoration style respected by typical Soviet society. The only room that is slightly more comfortable, probably That's the double bed.

Lucy looked at the double bed with a headache.

The marriage I want to marry, I have to bear it even when I cry.

Just when Lucy was having a headache, Steve came out of the bathroom calmly. He dried his hair inch by inch, lay down on the bed under Lucy's dull gaze, and lifted the quilt :"lady?"

"I'm not going." Lucy stepped back.

Steve got out of bed.

"Oh my God!" Lucy covered her eyes with her hands. "Put on! Put on your clothes!"

Steve came in front of her, almost close to her, Lucy stepped back step by step, and finally was pushed against the door by Steve, Lucy touched the doorknob, and Steve stopped her from running away action.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Lucy forced her gaze to keep looking up, and her gaze traced Steve's straight nose, the carefully sculpted contours of his face, his broad shoulders and perfect, toned pectorals, and... what the hell ?She couldn't help but glance down again!

"No, just... put on your clothes first, okay?" Lucy started to miss Bucky, so she should have married him too, anyway, in the eyes of the Soviets and Zola, she was already a guy who just wanted to see a handsome guy Those who jumped on others let their mouths bite.

"I'm your husband, shouldn't we be honest with each other?"

Lucy had a resolute expression of "you are right, but please put your clothes on", so Steve walked to the closet, Lucy quickly rushed to the double bed, wrapped herself into a ball and started to play dead .Steve lay next to her and pulled the covers like peeling an orange to finally get Lucy's head out.

He looked at her for a long time, as if he didn't quite understand where he offended the lady's dignity, but he didn't ask anything, Steve passed over Lucy's body, he turned off the bedside lamp, and the room fell into darkness, The cold moonlight only shone on the window sill, Lucy couldn't see Steve's face, but she could hear his breathing clearly.

Lucy thought he was going to do something, but Steve just kissed her lightly on the lips.

"Good night, ma'am."

No need to ask questions, just obeying is enough for Steve.

After a long time, Steve was almost falling asleep. He felt his wife move beside him, and the quilt that was taken away was placed on his body. It didn't really warm him, but he was more used to being in the Sleep peacefully in the cold.A hand reached out and grabbed his.His wife rested her head on his shoulder.

"I don't love you," his wife said softly, "but I can teach you how to love."

Steve Rogers never returned to the cryonic chamber because when Lady Hydra softly begged General Lukin not to separate the newlywed couple in her not-so-fluent Russian, Lukin He agreed with difficulty.

"He is a strong-willed fighter." Ivchenko warned Lucy, "Don't underestimate him. We tried to use hypnosis to brainwash him at first, but it didn't work at all. Invented that machine. Once they start to regain their consciousness, we will use it again."

Lucy looked at the huge machine, and sitting on it at this moment was Bucky Barnes, speaking various languages ​​in his mouth, unable to coherently form a sentence, but begging to stop .Lucy knew she couldn't wait any longer, she had to find a chance to get Bucky out.

"What happened to him?" Lucy asked.

"After the last mission, he did not return to the designated place, but went west. After being reported by the people, we let us catch him again. Colonel Karpov thought he was trying to escape." Ivchenko said , "So ma'am, you can't treat them as people, just treat them as tools."

"But is Bucky Barnes using his hand, doctor? Every time you send him out, you still need to worry about whether he will defect. That's not the weapon we Hydra want. What we want is a famous A powerful warrior, he regards the belief of Hydra as his only goal, and he is desperate for it." Lucy pointed to his temple, "His motivation comes from his thinking."

"You want to reshape your personality? Can you do it?" Ivchenko asked her with a smile, "by what, love?"

Lucy returned the silver ring to Ivchenko: "If some young believers accept the belief in Hydra, I don't need hypnotism at all, but to deal with Steve Rogers... Doctor, I'm afraid you have to pour I have given it to you."

For Steve Rogers, his life can be divided into two parts, before he fell into the ice sea, and after he fell into the ice sea.There was a time when his consciousness was blurred, his memory was broken into fragments, unable to be put together, he could only act according to the signals given, he had his own consciousness, but it seemed like he didn't.When he began to slowly remember who he was, some people would pull him to a table, and then the memory was shredded again. He could only accept and obey, but he could not think.

And finally one day, his assigned wife sat in front of him, and she twirled her ring and said like another hypnotist, "Pay attention, soldier."

She didn't follow the order, but just reversed, and said the last brainwashing word: "один (one)!"

Rogers still stiffened subconsciously. He waited for the order from the other party. Those demands would be rooted in the depths of his mind like saplings, taking root and sprouting, and he could not get rid of them no matter what. He accepted it, but he hated that feeling.

However, the order did not come for a long time, and what awaited him was a canvas and oil paint.

His wife leaned back on the sofa in a relaxed posture.

"Can you draw me a portrait?"

He picked up the paintbrush, and suddenly a throbbing invaded his heart, and a familiar emotion flowed out like a spring river breaking through stubborn ice.

It's love, it's natural, it doesn't need any prompting, it's like an instinct.

"Of order, ma'am." Steve Rogers said bluntly as usual, but he didn't even realize that there was a hint of warmth in his usually cold eyes.

Dr. Zola calmly looked at the howling test subjects in the laboratory. Some of them were "sinners" sentenced during the purge, and some were war criminals left behind by the Nazis. In the prison, they still looked down on each other and abused each other. In the laboratory, they have all become lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Zora watched as they tore each other apart like wild beasts, until the laboratory was a sea of ​​blood in hell.

Zola hit the gas button, everyone died, and soldiers in hazmat suits walked in and dragged the broken bodies out like garbage.

"The 32nd Super Soldier Serum Replication Experiment failed." Zola recorded, "This time the Serum Primarch is the blood of Bucky Barnes, but obviously, the instability is higher than that of Steve Rogers. "

Alexander Lukin looked very dissatisfied, and he babbled another string of Russian.Zola was tired of listening, he didn't have the patience to learn Russian, and all General Lukin's instructions were translated by Ivchenko.Zola really couldn't figure out how Dr. Erkins' super soldier serum was different from the one he made.

And in the end, the super soldier serum in Barnes' body was also made by him, so why is Barnes okay?After careful consideration of the ins and outs, he finally figured out that the problem probably lies with one person.

"It's Howard Stark." Zola deduced, "Rodgers' serum experiment was done by Stark and Erkins together. Barnes also came into contact with Stark after being injected. He must have something wrong. Little known secrets to counteract the side effects of the serum."

Zola hates admitting his failure, especially when this failure corresponds to Stark's success, which is a disguised admission that he is not as good as him.But the patience of the Soviet was running out, and he had to give something.

"We'll have Stark make this batch himself," Zola said.

Ivchenko shook his head: "How to do it? Coercion, hypnosis, I don't think these will be useful."

When Lucy heard this, she gave an unpredictable smile: "It doesn't have to be hypnotized, don't we have the biggest bargaining chip? Give him Bucky Barnes."

Both Zola and Ivchenko turned to look at Lucy.

"Why would we need a replacement when we have even greater fighters?" Lucy shrugged. "One Bucky Barnes, for a super soldier legion, I think it's the right business."

Zola and Ivchenko were lost in thought.

Lucy took the opportunity to add a sentence: "And I have a better idea, which can make Howard completely stop being a hindrance to Hydra."

"Tell me?" Zola became interested.

"When we got the serum and exposed this deal to the Strategic Science Corps, Stark would be hunted down by the government in the name of a traitor. Without our help, Stark would become a street rat. Leader, this is a time Fantastic opportunity."

Ivchenko shook his head: "We've used this tactic before. We stole Stark's laboratory and led the Strategic Science Corps to hunt him down. But Peggy Carter messed everything up."

"Because you just framed him last time, this time, we will prove his treason." Lucy looked at Ivchenko, "Also, if Peggy Carter knew that Howard was still working on super soldier serum, wouldn't she Would you still side with Howard Stark?"

Zola had to admit that this was exactly what he wanted.Several "old bastards" present laughed heartily, admiring Madame Hydra's poisonous plan.

When Zola was ready to return to the United States with the plan they had discussed, Lucy asked him to bring a nesting doll to Zemo.

"Girl's toys?" Zora frowned.

"Toys that children like." Lucy said. She watched Zola take apart the nesting doll layer by layer. Inside the last little doll, Zola found a small note, and Zola opened it. Go, it's just like a fortune cookie in Chinatown with a motto written with unclear meaning and seemingly reasonable.

Zola bumps the doll into a file bag, and when he returns to New York, he gives it to a curious Zemo.Zemo thought about the nesting doll for several hours. He stretched out his little finger and twirled around in the smallest doll. To the fine and dense notches.

Howard Stark knows that he has a lot of romantic debts, and most of the time he is sorry for others, and he also understands that he should take responsibility, but when Jarvis said that a little boy who looks as delicate as a porcelain doll is standing When he was at the door of his house, he subconsciously wanted to hide in the basement first.

But the little boy had already stepped in first, he raised his slender eyebrows, and said in that immature childish voice: "I thought I could receive a warmer welcome."

"Howard!" Maria Stark's voice sounded upstairs, "Who's here?"

"Quick, come down with me!" Howard pushed Zemo into the basement without any explanation. He rubbed his hands and looked at Zemo with an apologetic expression, "Okay, whose child are you? Anna, Angel, Antalya, Betty, Beverly, Persie, Claire, Clara, Katie? No, Katie is Chinese, don't tell me, let me continue to guess..."

"You won't find the answer if you guess all 26 letters, Stark." Zemo rolled his eyes, "I am the son of the notorious Heinrich Zemo in your Strategic Science Corps , Helmut Zemo, I'm still a Hydra."

"Hydra??? What the hell..." Howard's eyes widened.

"Dad!" Tony Stark, who seemed to be the same age as Zemo, ran downstairs. He saw Zemo, and Zemo hugged Howard's thigh obediently.

The audience was silent for three seconds.

Tony pointed at Zemo angrily and yelled, "Who is he!!!"

Howard couldn't argue.

"I'm going to tell Mom!!" Tony ran out.

Howard and Zemo, who was holding his thigh, stared at each other: "Well, you are indeed a Hydra villain! What the hell are you trying to do?"

Zemo puffed out his chest, as if he could represent Hydra's new forces who didn't want to submit to the rotten generation: "Save Bucky Barnes."

Howard stood up, knocked over the toolbox, and could hardly believe his ears when a boy who claimed to be Hydra suddenly mentioned the name of his deceased friend and made him lose his composure.

Under Tony's urging, Maria Stark ran to the basement, and she saw Howard Stark's hideous expression, and Zemo in front of him who showed a little fear.

Zemo glanced at Maria, and he ran over and hugged Maria's thigh with lightning speed, and hid behind her in fear.

"Howard!" Maria immediately puffed up her hair, she stood in front of Zemo in a protective posture, and yelled at Howard, "You scared this kid! How could you do this? You are such a Failing father!"

Howard swore he would never see a Hydra as badass as Zemo again.

XNUM X Year X NUM X Month.

Lucy was humming softly, kicking splashes in the lake with her bare feet, holding a small parasol, listening to Steve Rogers reading a French fairy tale "Bieber" in his unique, magnetic voice. The Prince's Story": "The prince drew his pistol from the holster and shot it into the open mouth of the rushing dragon, and then he passed out. When he opened his eyes again, the sky had already It was bright. A young man stood before him and said to him, 'Thank you, brave foreigner. Thanks to you, I am free; and you, you are going to take my place. It is the custom, and I will Powerless: the one who kills the dragon will become a dragon himself, until someone else comes to kill him and save him. Goodbye.' The young man saluted and then walked away and disappeared. Bibo was not fully awake yet, I don't know what the young man meant. He opened his mouth to scream, but he let out a monster's roar, and then Bibo understood what the young man just said: he has become a dragon."

Steve licked his fingers, turned a page, a splash of water hit his face, wet his sunglasses, but he didn't take them off, the Winter Soldier couldn't show his face, he should have A killer lurking in the dark.But his wife has a higher authority and can openly bring him out without being blamed.

Lucy was sitting on the side of the boat, raising her snow-white calf, looking at him with a smile, her skirt was still dripping wet, Steve closed the book, and he reached out to Lucy , Lucy leaned over naturally.

She twirled the ring on her finger, and softly hypnotized Steve: "Don't think about anything, just feel."

Lucy has gradually mastered Ivchenko's hypnosis. From the jerky at the beginning to the familiarity now, she has been brainwashing Steve in reverse, replacing hate with love, anger with peace, and beauty with beauty. , justice instead of extreme... She could feel that although her memory was still missing, the original Steve Rogers was slowly returning.

She tried everything she could think of to bring back the emotion in Steve's heart.

She and Steve sat in the boat, and the boat passed through the bridge opening, drifting against the setting sun.

Lucy was in a rare mood because three days later, when the Budapest World Expo ended, it was the time for Howard Stark to make a deal with the Red Room, and Bucky would follow Stark back to his hometown.

Steve rolled the boat to the shore, and Lucy walked with him to the venue of the World's Fair. There were probably hundreds of people flocking to the American Pavilion, chanting Stark's name, and his masterpiece.Lucy glanced at Steve, who didn't even respond to the name.

Lucy followed in the footsteps of everyone and walked towards the American Pavilion.She and Steve watched from a distance from the stands, and after a burst of fireworks and smoke, Howard Stark jumped out like a proud peacock.

Lucy couldn't help rolling her big eyes.

At this moment, Steve swayed, and he held his forehead, moaning.

Lucy immediately took him out of the venue. Steve was leaning on the masonry wall, and he started to feel a little confused. He kept uttering some languages ​​from different countries and calling some people's names. Lucy even heard Bucky and Peggy's name.

Cold sweat dripped from Steve's forehead, he seemed to be struggling to break free from something, but was imprisoned back again and again.

"I... who the hell am I?"

Steve scratched his hair in pain as he asked over and over again without seeming to intend to get an answer from anyone.

"Steve Rogers." Steve looked up in surprise, he looked at his wife, and there was a sad emotion in his wife's eyes, and she gave him the answer, "That's your name."