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anti-the-glitch-bitch · 6 days ago

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The Phantom Soldier part 5

Chapter 5- I'd burn the world just to see you smile

I just want to preface this by saying this has a lot of trauma in it. There are videos of Danny's torture in here and it's not vague. So keep that in mind as you read.

More days pass by as Danny continues to heal. Someone brought in an Avengers calendar and put it on the wall near his bed. Each morning Doctor Cho will mark off the previous day and then check on Danny. Danny asked why she did it and she just turned her smile on him saying it's important to know how much time has passed. Danny still doesn't understand why that's important but he nods his head in agreement.

Tony stops by on the fifth day since the calendar appeared. He doesn't say anything at first. Just looks around the room and checks his chart. Danny isn't sure if the man is waiting for Danny to say something or not. So, Danny just waits. He waits and watches.

Eventually, Tony pulls up a chair next to Danny's bed and sits down. “So, kid. You've been here for a bit now. You feeling relaxed yet? Ready to give up this whole handler/master thing?”

Danny tilts his head to the side just a bit. Almost as if a different angle will help him understand Tony's words better. “Give up? What do you want me to give up?”

Tony just gives him a disappointed look before moving on. “Never mind, we'll circle back around to that. Are you doing okay? Is there anything you need?”

This is some strange ritual that his doctors have been doing. They will come in and ask if he needs something. They persist until he's come up with something whether he needs it or not. It seems they've gotten Tony to do the same.

Danny licks his lips and takes a drink of the juice on his little table as a means to give himself time. He doesn't need food because they still won't give him the real good stuff. It's all liquids and mushy stuff. He has juice and water on his table…

Danny looks over at Tony and with a small voice asks, “I want to meet Spider-Man.”

The shock on Tony's face is funny but Danny's a little more worried when he starts coughing… and doesn't stop.

Maybe that was too much. He only asked because he couldn't think of anything else and he'd overheard a few nurses talking about how adorable and funny the hero is. He'd rather not meet anybody else but that was the first thing he thought of when Tony asked.

Tony grabs the cup of water on Danny's little table and quickly drains it. Once he's gathered himself he looks at Danny with such open curiosity. “Why him? You could have picked a bunch of other people but you chose him specifically. I thought you didn't know who the Avengers were.”

Danny looks down at his hands embarrassed at having to admit why he said it. He fidgets with his fingers avoiding Tony's stare. “I heard the nurses say they want to meet him. They said he's funny and nice.”

Danny is expecting to be yelled at or hit, not the deep laugh that he does get. Tony is wiping a fake tear from one eye when Danny looks up.

“That's the reason why? Kid, that's adorable. I was planning on letting you two meet just not this soon. I want you to be a little more healed before I sick the squirt on ya. He can be a lot if you're not expecting it.” Tony chuckles. “Is there anything else you'd like? I can send Natasha down here. She's the Black Widow and has been dying to meet you.”

Something in Danny's brain clicks at the words Black Widow. Synapses start firing rapidly and a small gasp escapes his mouth involuntarily. “Yes. Black Widow.”

Danny stares at Tony with a clarity and confidence that hadn't been there before. The barest flicker of suspicion crosses Tony's face before it disappears and calm replaces it. Tony stands up and adjusts his shirt then places the chair back against the wall.

“Yeah ok. I'll go grab her real quick. She's been complaining about how bored she's been. Gives her something to do.” Tony takes one last look at Danny and then rushes out the door.

Danny stares at the door with determined focus. He pushes the table away and rips the blankets off him in preparation. Quietly, he moves to the edge of the bed and sits on the tips of his toes. His muscles are coiled tightly as he waits for his target to enter the room.

His eyes go from blue to a bright neon green and his canines grow to resemble fangs. He waits and waits and waits. There is no thought in his head except to kill the Black Widow.

It seems like forever when he finally hears noises on the other side of the door. Mumbled voices of Tony and Her approaching closer.

The doorknob jiggles and then the door slowly opens. Bright red hair and a delicate face are what Danny sees first. It's the only thing he needs to see before he launches himself off the bed to attack the woman.

Natasha sees the attack and immediately drops to the floor to avoid the body flying at her. Danny hits the door with such force that it slams shut. He whirls around searching for his target only to see her across the room. He snarls and jumps back onto the bed ignoring the sound of the door slamming open. His eyes are on the woman pressed against the further wall.

Her eyes are watching him with the same focus as he's doing. Taking in every small detail. Every shift in body language.

Danny makes to lunge at her again when large arms wind their way around his torso and tighten like a boa constrictor. Danny claws at the arms trying to get them to release him but they don't move. So he resorts to other tactics.

He tries to kick his attacker but they simply grunt in pain. The arms don't loosen even a small bit. Natasha stares him down the entire time. Her expression is blank as she takes everything in.

Danny opens his mouth and starts sucking in air. His lungs draw in as much air as possible and then some. He's so determined to destroy the person in front of him that he doesn't feel the prick of a needle before it's already too late.

The fast-acting sedative rushing through his veins and activating in seconds.

Danny's legs give out and if it wasn't for the arms wrapped around him, he'd have fallen. The scream building in his throat fades and only a small cry is heard. The arms shift and Danny is slowly placed back in the bed with his covers placed back over him.

Danny doesn't stop staring at the woman. Blank determination is clear in his eyes as he follows her movements like a tiger in a cage.

Kill the Widow. Traitor. Kill the betrayer. The heretic must be destroyed. Kill her. kill her. Killherkillherkillherkillherkillherkillher

Those voices demand obedience even as the sedative drags him into unconsciousness.

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Natasha watches as Danny's eyes slowly close before she takes a deep breath of relief. If Tony hadn't seen Danny's shift in behavior then she very well might have died. She's heard Steve talk about that scream of his and he's a super soldier. She never would have stood a chance.

“Well, that was something.” Tony's need to fill the silence shows how nervous the whole thing had made him.

Nat looks over at Steve and isn't surprised to see the sorrow on his face as he stares down at the kid. He always wears his heart on his sleeve and Danny's situation is too close to Bucky's to not affect him.

“Steve, we had to do it. We had to break the trigger otherwise he would have stayed that way.” Nat's words are sharp but she doesn't back down from the truth. It has to be said. “If it makes you feel better I'll stay away until we can figure out how to break the brainwashing.”

“He's so young. He never should have been forced to go through what Bucky did. No one should have.” Steve tucks the kid in and looks up at them.

“How are we supposed to fix this?” Tony motions to the bed with a sigh. “Ughhhh. I'm going to be up all night looking through those files. I just know they're gonna piss me off.”

Tony rubs a hand over his face in frustration.

“I'll look through them with you. It'll be faster with the both of us.” Nat looks down at the broken sleeping boy.

“Oh thank god. I was not looking forward to going at it by myself. I've already seen a few things that make me want to set fire to a building.” Tony says.

“Do you think he'll be okay? He looks so small compared to everything.” Steve asks softly, looking up at them.

Nat smirks, “If he's anything like Bucky then we don't have to worry. He has us to help him through it.”

“Yeah. He might be small but the kid is scrappy.” Tony snorts as he walks towards the door.

Natasha isn't looking forward to what they'll find in those files. She doesn't want to read about the experiments they did on him. Doesn't want to read about the torture they put him through. She doesn't want to be reminded about her own childhood but for this kid, she'll do it. If it means helping fix what's broken inside of him she'll do it. She'll break herself apart so that this kid can grow up healthy and just a little less traumatized than the rest of them.

She meant what she said to Steve. Danny is going to have all of them to lean on even when he wants nothing more than to hide from the entire world.

~~~

Natasha leans to the side as a wrench is thrown, narrowly missing her. She looks up from the Starkpad and files she's been scouring through for the past hour to look at the man who threw the tool. Stark is at his desk with his head in his hands. Nat can see him trembling but she isn't sure from what. Setting the pad down, she gets off the floor and walks over to him.

“Tony?” She asks.

Tony stands up abruptly, picks up the stool he'd just been sitting on, and throws it in a general direction. It crashes against a wall and falls onto an open toolbox, knocking the whole thing to the ground with a clatter. “Who the fuck does something like this to a kid. What kind of parent gives their child away to be tortured?!” He turns to her with rage swirling in his eyes. His fists are clenched as his entire body shakes from anger.

Nat has to process what he says before she can respond. “Tony? What exactly did you find?”

Tony walks around her pacing back and forth as he talks. “There's some sort of government agency hunting down so-called ghosts. His own parents gave him up to be experimented on because they thought he was one. They ripped him apart for months before Hydra ever got ahold of him. Hydra found out and…” Tony picks up a scrap piece of leftover metal from his latest suit and throws it at the wall before continuing.

“Hydra found out about this so called ghost kid and decided they wanted in on the torture. Nat, they managed to convince the government agency and his parents that they had the technology to get them the information they were looking for.” Tony turns to her and if she didn't know him so well she never would have seen the grief underneath all that rage.

“His parents handed him over to Hydra personally like a pig to the slaughter. His parents handed over all the equipment needed to contain him and keep him chained up like an animal.” All the anger seems to drain from Tony as he sags down on the futon couch. He looks up at Nat with the grief of someone who's just buried a child. “They gave Hydra everything, Nat. The tools. The information. Then when Hydra had everything they needed his parents just disappeared. I can’t find anything about his parents anywhere. It’s like they disappeared off the face of the earth.”

Now, Natasha isn't naive. She's done and seen horrible things. She's seen parents sell their children to brothels in exchange for money to feed the rest of the family. She's seen kids murdered for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Parents abuse kids all the time and society does nothing in a lot of cases. She did terrible things for the Red Room. So she knows about true evil but she's never heard of anything like this.

She can feel her own anger rising as she turns and picks up the Starkpad he'd been using. She flips through page after horrifying page of notes that the organization had taken on the whole ordeal.

Tony hadn't even told her the more horrific parts of the whole thing. He hadn't told her that the government agency had vivisected the kid while he was awake. They hadn't bothered with any form of anesthesia as they ripped him open to see how he worked. When Hydra got their greedy hands on the poor kid and put him on their own table, Danny screamed for his parents. He screamed for the people who put him in this situation to begin with.

Nat presses play on a small video file attached to the document and instantly regrets it.

Danny is strapped to a metal lab table with special cuffs around his wrists and ankles. His torso and arms are bare showing off an innumerable amount of scars. Scars that should never be on a boy as young as he is here. He has on a pair of boxer briefs that hide the most important bits but shows off his bare legs and feet. Both are just as scarred as the upper half.

The flesh of his torso is peeled back and held by clamps that dig into the skin still in its proper place.

There's a camera pointed in such a way that she can see things no human was meant to see.

Danny's screams are muffled by the muzzle attached to his face. The muzzle that looks so similar to the one the Winter Soldier used to wear and yet so different in many ways. Nat can tell he's trying to use that scream of his but there's something preventing it. Most likely it's a special muzzle.

His eyes…

His eyes are filled with terror and the desperation of someone who knows that they'll never get out alive. It's something Nat has seen in the innocents she used to be forced to hunt down and kill. A person in a situation they should never have been in.

His eyes are still filled with a small twinkle of hope that there might be someone, anyone, out there who can save him.

There's a person dressed in all white, complete with a white lab coat, digging around inside the boy. They pull out several organs and place them on a metal tray off to the side. Another lab coat writes down whatever they've found.

Nat can't hear anything they say over the sound of Danny's screaming and she can't decide if that's better or worse.

The entire time Danny cries and screams in agony. Nat can see that he's much younger here. Maybe only fifteen. It breaks her heart to see him like this.

The two lab coats turn to look at something off camera. They move to the side and two new people enter. These people are much more colorful giving off the impression that they may not be with this organization entirely.

The woman is shorter and more petite than her male counterpart, who is tall and stocky in a soft muscular way. She has a red bob while he has black hair the same shade as the boy on the table. Both wear a protective hazmat type outfit. The woman's is a light powdery blue and the man’s is as orange as a traffic cone.

They peer at Danny with such hatred and grief until the woman turns toward the male in comfort. The man must be her lover or husband with the way he envelopes her in his arms. She sobs loud enough that it can be heard even over Danny's screams.

Danny's eyes shine with so much hope when they enter. He sobs and screams and thrashes on the table as much as he can. It's no use because the muzzle and restraints stay firmly in place. Nat focuses on his hands as they reach for the couple, straining so hard against the cuffs that she can see blood seeping from wounds around the wrists.

He's so desperate to get to them and that's when it clicks. She knows exactly who these people are and with the revelation comes a sob following so closely behind.

These are his parents. These are the people who turned their backs on him when he needed them most. These are the people who turned him over to Hydra as an easily reformed weapon.

Danny's screams feel like they get louder as he realizes his parents won't be helping him. Betrayal and so much pain clear on his face as he lies splayed open for them to see. Nat covers her mouth with a hand as she chokes back a sob. She can't watch this. She thought she could but it brings back too many bad memories. Too many times when she's had that same look in her own eyes. She quickly turns around feeling sick.

“Friday, turn it off.” She manages to choke out.

The screams are abruptly shut off and then there's only silence.

Nat drops her face into her trembling hands. She fights to hold back the tears as memories of her own stolen childhood flash through her mind. Oh, how her heart breaks for the boy on the table.

She can feel the anger rising at the parents who looked their son in the eyes while he was cracked open and gave him such a hateful stare. These monsters had hunted him down and then given him over to some shady organization to use as an experiment and they acted like they were the victims of the story.

The way that woman sobbed as if her son had died when he was right in front of them made her so insanely pissed that she wanted to punch something. She wanted to burn everything and everyone associated with them to the ground.

Natasha drops her now steady hands and looks up at Tony. It's like looking in a mirror. Her rage reflected in those hazel eyes.

Natasha is going to find these people and turn them to ash. Nobody will ever find their bodies after she's done with them. The look in Tony's eyes says he'll do the same.

“We have to find them. We need to find them and then make sure they get so lost that no one will ever find them again. They don't deserve to breathe after this.” Natasha says, her voice as sharp and as cold as jagged ice. “They don't deserve to live.”

Tony nods his head and drags himself off the couch walking to stand in front of the assassin. “You've barely watched one video but from what I saw there are thousands. Do you think you can watch more videos that are probably going to be worse than that one?”

His voice is spilling with anger but underneath it, Nat can hear just the slightest bit of grief. He's not just asking her this question. He's asking himself the same thing.

She nods her head turning to look at the screen frozen behind her. The frozen screen with the broken boy and his pain filled eyes.

“I have to.” The words are so low that Tony almost doesn't catch them. “Danny was forced to live these videos. The least I can do is watch them.” Nat says as she looks back at Tony with conviction.

“We'll catch them, Nat. Every last bastard that put their hands on him. We'll make sure that kid is avenged in the best way we know how.” Tony says.

~~~~

Hours pass or maybe days. Nat isn't sure how long she's been down here going through files and videos. She wants to curl up in her bed and hide under the covers. She's seen and done so many monstrous things, the Red Room trained her to be a killer after all, but that was nothing compared to what was done to Danny.

She thought the videos of Hydra would be the worst of it but she was wrong. The Ghost Investigation Ward videos were almost worse. The “scientists” in those videos tore Danny apart in ways that should have killed the kid.

Vital organs would be taken out only for them to grow back overnight. Limbs were cut off and then when they'd regrown they were taken again. At one point, Nat is positive she sees them cut out his heart. The organ continues to beat in the scientist's hand as they place it in a jar and take it away.

Nat watches as Danny bleeds, a mix of red and green, so much so that he should have died from the blood loss.

Acid was poured over his hand and she watches it sizzle and melt only for that same hand to be fine a few hours later.

The more she watches, the more she wants to throw up. She forces herself to keep watching so she knows exactly what they did to him. So she'll have a better idea of just how to help him.

Things take a different turn when she gets to the videos with Hydra. There's still experimentation but it's more methodical and less guesswork. They don't keep cutting him open. No, they do worse things.

She watches as Danny is locked in a dark cell and chained to the floor. He has just enough chain to let him sit but never stand. He's left in that room for three months with no interaction. No food or water. Nothing. It almost seems like they've locked him up and thrown away the key.

“Tony.” Natasha manages to whisper as she flings the current folder of videos from the Starkpad to the larger hologram in the middle of the lab. “Tony, you have to watch these. It gets so much worse.”

Tony stops digging through all the paper files and turns to watch the, now enlarged, video.

The time stamp says it's been 5 months since Danny has been locked in the cell. It's so dark the camera is using night vision to watch the boy. His hair is longer, almost past his shoulders. He lays on the floor on his back with his head angled so he can watch the door. He's so thin and still that Nat is positive he's finally died. Until his eyes open and try to focus on the door.

“What the fuck?!” Tony tells but Natasha ignores him.

She can hear papers rustling as she watches the video. Dread fills her with the knowledge that something bad will happen otherwise Hydra would never have kept this recording.

The door opens to the cell for the first time in the 5 months that Danny’s been locked up. Light spills across the boy’s face making him shut his eyes and turn his head. A man enters the room with several guards and for the first time, Natasha can make out what someone’s saying.

“Subject 00, I believe it’s time we finally meet. Hydra has big plans for you and I think it’s time we get started. My name is Doctor Makis and I’ll be the one in charge of your care.” The short man says as he steps in front of Danny, guards fanning around them with guns ready.

Danny doesn’t move. Doesn’t say a word. He lays there with his eyes shut tightly against the bright light spilling in. Nat wants to weep at how broken he looks.

The scientist waves his hand and several guards unchain the kid but leave his cuffs on. One guard on each side of him and they drag him out of the cell behind the scientist. They leave the door to the cell open and then the video ends.

The next video is of Danny strapped to a table. He’s blinking his eyes rapidly as if he’s trying to adjust to the light. This must be when they drag him out for the first time. Natasha can see Danny better in the bright fluorescent lights, though she wishes she couldn’t.

The first thing she notices is how skinny Danny is. Skin pulled so tight against his ribs that she knows he can’t be fully human. No human would survive as long as he has without food and water. She can count every rib and can see faint outlines of organs. A Y scar so jagged and uneven but healed running down his torso. His hair is so long and greasy. Dirt covers him in splotches making it hard to see the boy underneath.

The look in Danny’s eyes is one that Nat has seen so many times before. Children that are starving in war-ridden countries with no signs of stopping. She’s seen that look in women who are trapped in abusive relationships and can’t break themselves free. It’s the look of someone who has lost all hope of ever being free again.

It’s a look she wore at one point.

Danny doesn’t move except to look around at his surroundings. Doctor Makis stands next to the kid looking him over. He barely caresses Danny’s cheek and Danny is chasing after the touch with a hunger in his eyes.

The Hydra scientist chuckles as he turns and pulls a rolling metal tray closer to him. “Your time in isolation has corrected your behavior. If you’re good, I’ll send the guards to get you some food and water.”

Danny just stares at him yearning in his eyes as he trembles. He makes no attempt to move as the scientist grabs a syringe filled with bright neon green liquid and sticks it in his arm. Natasha can see the vein become more prominent as it’s filled with the liquid. The kid is so dehydrated that she can visibly see the liquid as it runs through his veins until it’s completely dispersed.

“Subject 00 was injected with the Ectoplasm gathered by original handlers. It was given 35mgs to start with. Will wait an hour to see results. If nothing happens will up the dosage to 50mgs.” The scientist says into the empty room. Nat’s assuming that’s why this video has sound.

The effects of the Ectoplasm are almost immediate. Danny’s eyes start to glow the same green as the liquid. He looks a little more filled out. He still looks terrible but Nat can no longer see the outline of his organs. Whatever the liquid is, it’s helping the kid.

“From what I’ve read, this Ecto stuff is what ghosts are made out of. It’s their food and essence. These GIW may have been crackpots pretending to be scientists but they detailed their work.” Tony says in the silence. “This is the first session with Hydra. They wanted to see how long they could starve the kid and then inject him with the Ecto. They wanted to know if he could survive on only Ecto so it was less care for the future.”

“Makes sense. If they’d succeeded in turning him into another Soldier, it would have been easier for him to down a vial of this stuff rather than carrying around enough food and water for longer missions.” Nat says, her eyes not leaving the video.

“Looks like they might have been onto something,” Tony says as they watch the scientist inject Danny with another vial.

“Subject 00 has responded well to the first injection. The results are very promising. The subject shows nonhuman traits with the first injection, possibly due to its status. It's showing fewer signs of malnutrition that I’ve documented in the file. I’ve upped the dosage to 50mgs. If this also has good results I will start doubling the dosage every hour.” Makis says.

“Tony look at him. It’s subtle but whatever this stuff is helping him.” Nat says.

The video time-lapses and they watch as Danny’s face fills out a little more. His body looks a lot less dehydrated than before and there’s the tiniest bit of meat on the kid. This stuff is working better than any refeeding plan they have him on. Instead of taking weeks for him to get better, it’s taking minutes.

The video returns to normal speed as the scientist comes back with a full needle of the Ecto. He wastes no time injecting the liquid. He no longer struggles to find a working vein as Danny’s veins rehydrate.

There’s an even bigger difference than before. Danny now looks like a kid who’s been starving for only two months compared to before. He still looks gaunt but his features have filled out a lot more. His face is lean but there’s just a hint of baby fat in his cheeks. Nat can no longer see his ribs and his limbs are no longer more skin than meat. It’s amazing to see the differences as they happen.

The Doctor takes his pulse and looks delighted as he places wires all over the kid. An unsteady beat comes from the machine as it monitors his heart. “The subject is responding just as well to the second injection. It now has a heartbeat and I’m monitoring it now. The beat is unsteady, but I suspect it will become steady with more injections. Suffice it to say that our initial idea will be the way to go. Once its condition is steady and normal for a boy of its estimated age I will have it eat and drink creating a baseline. Then we can proceed with the next steps.”

Danny watches everything, from the Doctor to the guards who shift periodically. He doesn’t make a sound but he doesn’t have to. Natasha understands that he probably doesn’t have the voice for it with all the screaming. If he’s had the muzzle on since his time with the GIW then his throat is most likely too dry for even a whimper.

“Have you found anything in those files about how to get some of this stuff? If it’s working that well on him after all those months with no food and water then it’ll probably work better than anything we can do.” Nat asks Tony.

She hears Tony rustling around with more papers as the timelapse happens again. This time there’s a definite improvement. Meat starts filling the kid out giving him an almost muscle definition some would compare to that of a runner. His body is lean and lithe but slightly defined in the torso and leg area. Yeah, he’s still skinny but if anyone saw him on the streets they’d think it’s just because of his age. What’s even more astonishing to Nat is Danny’s hair flickers between that dark raven black and a pure snow white. Complete opposites. The Doctor notices it too and seems to vibrate with excitement. When Danny looks up Nat can see his eyes shift to a vibrant neon green and she has to wonder what happened to this poor kid that made him like that in the first place.

“Found it,” Tony says coming to sit beside her. “Looks like the Fenton’s created an air filtration device when they first created this portal of theirs. It’s like a glorified air filtration device except instead of filtering out pollen and any other normal particles, it filters out this ecto. They have the specs here and I might be able to create something halfway decent in a few days but this machine is a fucking monstrosity. I see the components of a toaster, an air gun, a peanut butter jar, and hairpins just to name a few. They fucking MacGyvered this shit with household parts and I honestly don’t know how it worked. I can make something that’s more stable but it’s going to take time. Even if I hole myself up in the lab like usual.”

“Subject 00 looks to be in perfect health with this third injection. All vital signs are normal for the half-breed as the previous organization has stated. Its heartbeats are half the amount of an average human and its temperature is at fifty-three degrees. Over the next few days, I shall observe its vitals to make sure it has stabilized. My professional opinion of the subject so far is very shallow. I shall have to do a great many tests to see if it has the capabilities of joining our great Winter Soldier.” Doctor Makis says as he writes in his notes.

The video goes on for a bit longer but it’s mostly Makis observing Danny’s vitals. Danny doesn’t do anything but lay on that metal surface. Nat stares into his eyes until the video ends, her heart aching for the boy she couldn’t save. When the hologram shuts off she turns to Tony. Her jaw clenched and her heart beating quickly from anger at the injustices done to the boy upstairs.

“Do it. See if Bruce can help you with the chemical compounds. If it’ll heal him as quickly as what we saw in the video then we need to do it. Even if he’s healed long before you’ve got the machine up and running it’ll be good for any future injuries he might receive. It might even be vital to his kind and we just haven’t gotten that far in the files to know it.” Nat says.

“We have to be careful with this, Nat. Everything I’ve read so far says this stuff is radioactive. If it’s as deadly as the files say then I need someone with a bit more expertise than a file from crazy Nazis. Except there’s nobody. Nobody knows this shit exists except for two dead scientists, a dead government organization, and a bunch of Nazis that may or may not all be dead.” Tony runs his hand through his hair. “I can get Bruce to run tests on it but the information could take years to figure out.”

Natasha sighs and runs her hand over her face in frustration. Everything about this is a mess and while they have some of the smartest people on the team, that might not be enough for whatever comes next. “Just…do what you can. I’ll talk to Strange and see if he has any idea about any of this. Later. We both need a break from the horrors we just watched. You need to get out of the lab and I. Well, I just need to go.”

Tony sighs and leaves everything right where it is as he follows Nat out of the lab.

It’s going to be such a long miserable night.

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