"I am very happy to see you."
Leon did not like to give passionate speeches like Thor but chose to express some of his true feelings, although only a portion of them.
Facing their excited and enthusiastic eyes, the corners of his lips curved upward.
"Your fate has been rewritten. Don't forget that memory and pain. These will become the source of your growth. We yearn for peace, but unfortunately, there has never been true peace in this universe."
"But we will not fear war."
"I can see your growth, but it's not enough. Under the witness of the stars, break through your limits to protect the peace that belongs to us."
Gemini
Wanda's mind echoed Leon's calm words, and her heart was not at peace for a long time. She had met Leon, the man who changed her fate and the fate of everyone else, including Pietro, and the god she wanted to follow.
She was only twelve years old and couldn't forget his deep eyes. There were no words, but she could feel gentleness and encouragement from them.
Like a burning sun, that warm light dispelled all the haze.
She glanced at this palace that belonged to her. The Gemini Palace was very large, just like a small city, and it was magnificently decorated. It was one of the twelve Zodiac Temples, a crucial level of the entire Sanctuary.
She didn't think anyone could break into the Sanctuary and fight all the way to the Gemini Palace.
The Gemini Palace had all the supporting facilities, including a kitchen, hall, bedroom, and toilet.
It wasn't just her who could maintain such a large palace on a daily basis.
According to Lady Ophelia, she would arrange a group of servants in the future, including housekeepers, service maintenance, and other specialized personnel to serve her.
What she had to do was practice, practice, and practice.
Or she would occasionally receive orders to perform tasks. Lady Ophelia said they also needed to protect the Earth now and had reached an agreement with the magicians of Kamar-Taj.
They usually didn't have to deal with small, troublesome tasks on Earth; they would only deal with some powerful invaders.
This kind of thing didn't happen often, so their daily life was relatively leisurely.
Wanda was very satisfied. Compared with the battle maniac, she preferred to practice quietly and read books.
Wanda came to the balcony on the top floor of the Gemini Palace and looked at the suspended arch bridges in front and the other nearby Golden Halls, gazing into the distance at the blue sky and the picturesque scenery of the dreamland, which was fascinating.
Quiet, peaceful, and beautiful.
Wanda couldn't help but indulge in it for a long, long time, until night fell. The stars in the night sky, against the deep black background, appeared brighter. They were scattered across the sky, like delicate decorations, blooming brilliantly in the dark, forming a beautiful picture, making the whole night sky full of mystery and romance, and making people feel the magnificence and mystery of the universe.
Perhaps this quietness and beauty made Wanda fall into a wonderful state.
In this state, she felt her body and soul relaxed as never before.
She didn't realize at all that in this state, her "small universe" was accumulating and growing at an alarming rate.
In the temple bedroom, in the spacious bedroom, Leon leaned on the bed, and Ophelia served at his feet. The softness and warmth made him immersed in this beauty, and suddenly he opened his eyes.
"You look like this now? Very good."
His eyes were smiling, and suddenly a sense of emptiness came over him. He looked down and saw the beautiful "snake" in front of him raise her head. Her eyes were shining, and she seemed to have noticed something. He reached out and pressed her head down.
"You can't interrupt this."
Ophelia gave Leon a charming look, then lowered her head to continue her work.
"I just don't know what the amazing little witch will look like after her fate changes. It's really exciting."
Leon closed his eyes.
Boom!
In the slums of Peru, Brazil, one of the buildings suddenly exploded, accompanied by screams, and a vague, ghost-like figure rushed out in the sky of flames.
"It's Ghost, she's out."
"Everyone, kill!"
Outside the slums and outside the explosion, hundreds of fully armed soldiers immediately pulled the trigger, but when the bullets passed through the ghost-like figure, it was as if they hit a phantom.
The figure did not stop at all and rushed straight into the group of soldiers.
The sharp blades in her hands killed and harvested lives wantonly.
But her target was not these people. She rushed through the encirclement, snatched a car, and drove along the slums, knocking away all obstacles along the way.
Finally, she broke through the encirclement, rushed out of the slums, and drove along the road to a farther place.
The pursuers wanted to chase, but they didn't know when dense, triangular iron nails had appeared on the ground, puncturing and bursting the tires. Many vehicles were overturned because they were going too fast, and finally, they could only watch as the target, Ghost, drove the car away.
However, they were not in a hurry. In the driver's seat of one of the cars, a man picked up the communicator and shouted, "Ghost escaped the encirclement and fled to the outskirts of the city."
"Got it. You can withdraw your team."
"Yes, sir."
"What the hell, why does that ghost thing have the same name as her, and the ability is so weird?" The man holding a gun in the co-pilot seat kicked open the car door and shouted angrily.
"This is Ghost, the one the director ordered must be caught."
"She should also be a means of secret training by HYDRA, but this child no longer trusts us; she runs away when she sees us."
The man in the driver's seat got out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth, put the gun on the seat casually, and said helplessly while leaning against the front of the car.
"She shot at our people. It would be strange if she trusted us."
"There's no way. Her personality is too unstable, and our bullets are specially made by the department, with anesthetics on the bullet heads, and there's no killing effect."
"Forget it. Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with us, and the child probably can't escape."
Ghost, who was fleeing, was unaware of the content of the conversation. She was slender and tall, wearing a specially made, close-fitting white combat uniform and a helmet, so her face could not be seen clearly.
The helmet was covered by a hood, making her full of mystery.
As she drove along, her body became illusory from time to time, proving that her physical condition seemed to be somewhat abnormal.
At the moment, the sky had dimmed, and only the left headlight illuminated the dark and desolate road. She didn't know how long she had been driving, but finally, accompanied by the harsh friction sound of "sizzle," the car braked quickly and stopped by the roadside.
In the driver's seat, Ghost leaned on the back of the seat, covering her head with both hands and groaning in pain, and her body became more and more illusory.
It's unknown how long it took for this level of illusion to slowly calm down.
She gasped heavily, and the whole person seemed to be exhausted.
"Damn it, I need a molecular stabilization device, otherwise I will die sooner or later from the tearing of my molecular structure. I have to find Bill. I have to find him. Only he can help me."
The pain of cellular molecular tearing is unimaginable for ordinary people. If it weren't for this set of combat suits and the molecular stabilization room she had developed, she would have died long ago.
She was still young; she didn't want to die. She needed to find the only person who could keep her alive.
Bill, the adoptive father who had adopted her.
Now was not the time to think. She knew that the pursuers had already chased her to Peru. She had to escape as soon as possible. Just as she put her hands on the steering wheel and prepared to start the car and leave, there was a knock on the passenger window.
Da! Da! Da!
The sound was very light, but it was like thunder, which startled Ghost's body.
Just as she was about to start the engine immediately, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the front window.
The multi-function combat helmet had an anti-exposure function, so the brightness could not affect her, but a charming and gentle voice came to her ears.
"Ava, we have no ill intentions. The pain of the cellular molecules being torn apart just now must have been very uncomfortable, right?"
"I have brought what you need."
"We are not enemies, and I am the only one here. Maybe we can try to talk?"
The Ghost, whose real name was Ava, did not step on the pedal for a long time because she saw the cars surrounding her from a distance through the front windshield. Although no one got out of the car, she could see headlights shining in all directions.
She knew she was surrounded.
Ava did not think too much and simply opened the door and walked out.
This area became extremely bright because of the dense headlights, and she also saw a figure coming from the passenger side, a beautiful woman with burgundy hair wearing a black Kevlar tight combat suit.
She knew that this woman was called Black Widow, Natasha Romanoff. Romanoff was a top spy recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D.
She was also an agent trusted by Nick Fury during this huge storm cleansing.
Natasha Romanoff raised her hands and turned around to show that she was not carrying any weapons.
Ava stood there without any movement. Natasha stepped forward with her slender legs and stood in front of Ava. The two were about the same height. Natasha Romanoff's delicate and charming face was very gentle, and her eyes were full of heartache and pity.
"It's painful, right?"
When performing tasks normally, all of Natasha Romanoff's actions toward a target were just disguises.
But not this time.
She found all the information about the girl named Ava in front of her from the HYDRA database.
Ava's full name was Ava Starr.
Born in 1983, she was only 19 years old now.
On November 2, 1995, Ava's father, Elias Starr, was conducting an experiment in Argentina.
An accident occurred due to an outsider's interference, resulting in an abnormal quantum explosion.
Ava's parents died in the explosion, and Ava was unfortunately affected by the radiation.
Her cell molecules were tearing apart every minute and every second. The pain was unimaginable for ordinary people. Normal medical treatment was completely useless. Sooner or later, she would die in pain and torture from the tearing of cell molecules and disappear completely.
Bill Foster, a friend of Ava's father, adopted Ava in the hope of helping her get rid of the pain. Later, HYDRA, which had infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D., contacted Bill Foster, and Ava was recruited from then on.
With the help of HYDRA, a stabilization chamber that could stabilize the tearing of molecules was created, and a combat suit was made for her.
It could help her stabilize her cell molecules while allowing her to freely use the "illusory" ability of her body.
She was trained to become a terrible assassin and killer, named Ghost.
She lost her parents when she was young and endured the tearing pain that was enough to make any adult collapse every minute and every second. She survived bravely, but the price was that she had to start killing from childhood.
This made Natasha Romanoff think of herself and empathize with her.
She stood in front of Ava. Ava stared at Natasha Romanoff motionlessly. Facing this killer who could easily kill her, she was not afraid. Instead, she gently stretched out her hands, took off Ava's hood and helmet, revealing a young and somewhat immature face.
She was very beautiful, with short black hair and a pair of very beautiful eyes.
Ghost, who originally harvested lives, now looked more like a wronged child.
"It's painful, right?" Natasha Romanoff repeated again, very gently and carefully, and she gently stroked the girl's cheek with one hand.
Ava had tears in her eyes. She could feel the sincere heartache and tenderness of the woman in front of her.
The grievances and unwillingness that had accumulated in her heart for many years broke out.
"It hurts, it really hurts."
She hugged Natasha Romanoff, who patted Ava's shoulder and whispered in her ear, "It's okay, good girl, don't run anymore, don't be afraid. Believe me, we will help you."
Ava burst into tears.
In order to survive, to live, she had killed people, and she didn't want to do this.
But she just wanted to live.
HYDRA was suddenly purged, and she was hunted down during the mission.
No one could move her hesitation and confusion.
She was just a 19-year-old girl now.
A possible fight disappeared under Natasha Romanoff's sincere offensive.
In a specially made truck compartment, a special molecular stabilization room was moved in.
Ava wore a Kevlar tights, and a light yellow energy covered the girl. Ava could feel that the pain in her body that was tearing her apart all the time was slowly easing.
(End of Chapter)
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