Overlooking the destruction, Bridget crouched on the highest hill, brown eyes narrowed in delight and face set in satisfied rage at the carnage she was able to demonstrate with her new-found abilities. Lifting a hand, she saw her skin ripple, the blood under her skin turning growing an abnormally darker shade of red before erupting from her pores and transforming her entire forearm into a sharp blade. It felt like yesterday that she was simply laying in bed only to be violently awaken in a glass tube by those scientists whom tried to command her and her sister to attack the Avengers in desperate voices of fear. Smirking, the brown haired girl stood. Oh yeah, it was yesterday and now today at four in the morning did those same scientists become dismembered and burned within the building. Despite the whole 'your life was a lie' thing, today was a good day.

"Bridget."

The brown eyed girl turned around, her eyes losing their insane light, as she stared at her twin. Allison. In that alternate reality they lived in - or rather slept in, they were sisters with normal lives, expectations. Names.

Allison was just as the title 'twin' implied - the spitting image of Bridget; or was Bridget the spitting image of Allison? However, unlike Bridget with her short temper, sharp tongue and sass, Allison was cool, calm and frankly kind. But that didn't mean she didn't enjoy destroying the laboratory just as much as Bridget did; it just meant she was too chicken shit to admit it. While Bridget could morph her body into a weapon and heal to a certain degree, Allison's abilities were more subtle and still emerging. She was able to generate a force field around herself, generate zero gravity balls and control the molecules of solid matter to literally go through walls.

Wearing a white lab coat smudged with ash and blood, the brown haired girl nodded her head to the ship behind them. "I managed to subdue the crew while you were... admiring your work."

Bridget shrugged, wearing a similar white lab coat only bloodier and burned at the edges from the fire, tying up her shoulder length hair with a hair tie she found before burning the building to the ground. "What can I say, fire turns me on."

Allison sighed deeply, looking off to the side with an annoyed wide gaze as her snickering sister walked past. "Did not need to know that."

Laughing genuinely at her twins discomfort, Bridget climbed up on the ship. "I'm kidding." Joking aside, she looked at the tied up crew with a dark frown. "So... who's the captain?"

"'I'm the captain now'."

"Shut up Allison."

Joining her sister, Allison shrugged, running her fingers through her short bob of brown hair. "They wouldn't say."

Glancing at her sister with amused brown eyes before staring down one of the ten men, she sauntered her way over. "Probably because you asked them too nicely." Kneeling down before the young man, Bridget rolled her eyes at her sisters next words.

"Are you sure we should leave before the Avengers come around? I mean, what if they can help us?"

"Help us with what, exactly?" Bridget snapped, tilting my head in Allison's direction as she glared right back. "The second they find us and what we are, we're history. I don't know about you, but I want to go home." Standing, her expression became more desperate. "I mean, what if we still do have a family? What if mom and dad are back home, right now, thinking we're dead!"

"And if they're not? What if we don't have a family? What if we were just... clumps of cells to start with."

I snapped my fingers, shaking my head. "We can't say that unless we know for sure. Now..." She morphed her right arm into that grotesque blade, the edges sharp and shimmering in the dark grey skies of whatever country they're in. Glaring down at the crew, she shouted, "Who's the fucking captain?!"

Shaking her head at her sisters aggression, Allison furrowed her brows as she heard the distinct sound of a jet fly overhead and looked up at the grey skies, eyes widening as three figures came barreling down from the sky. One of them red and orange, heading straight towards the ship they were currently on. "Bridget!"

Turning toward her surprisingly scared sister, Bridget's arm returned to normal, barely given enough time to react until Allison put up a large force field to protect themselves, and the ships crew, from a rather large and bright blast of energy. With the boat shaking from the blast, Bridget finally opened her eyes when the sound of heavy metal clanking against the ships deck sounded from her left, followed by an amused voice calling. "That's a neat trick you got right there."

Allison would've been flattered at Iron Man's compliment, had he not immediately shot little rockets at her impenetrable shield to test just how strong it was. In all honesty, the brown haired girl buckled under the strain, this was the longest she's used her shield.

Moments later, Iron Man was joined by the famed super soldier, Captain America, and Asgardian Prince, Thor, on either side of him. Tapping his metal chin, the genius quipped. "This is a tough nut to crack.. No tech I've ever seen, if she's even using tech."

Captain America looked forward at the two twins and frowned. They were young, but wore black mud boots and bloodied lab coats of the Hydra scientists the Avengers were assigned to investigate. And with the building burning down not far inland, he could only assume that they had something to do with this. His gaze shifted from the hesitant girl with her hands up, possibly maintaining the shield, to the girl glaring heatedly at each and everyone of them, to the Hydra ship crew (the insignia on their shirts enough to prove their affiliation). Stepping up, he held out both hands as the timid brown haired girl flinched. "We aren't here to hurt you. Please... put down the... shield, I only want to talk."

Realizing her sisters strain, Bridget glared at her former favorite superhero before turning to Allison. "How long can you keep that thing up?"

Taking a deep breath, the exhaustion slowly creeping up on her, she assumed. "Probably, ten - fifteen minutes," Was her even response; at least the exhaustion wasn't visible yet.

Looking back at the heroes, Bridget growled. "Then talk, we're listening, Captain."

"What are you doing?" Allison whispered to her sister harshly, wondering why she was acting so aggressive towards the good guys.

Looking back to her sister with a wide grin, she whispered back. "I've been dreaming for whatever many years thinking it was real, and you won't let me have an engaging conversation with my favorite Marvel characters?"

"This is the real world Bridget." Allison warned, able to follow her sisters dangerous train of though, but unable to know exactly it is she was going to do.

"Is it?" The moment she woke up, this felt like a dream. If this wasn't real, what's the harm in causing a little mayhem?

"Bridget," Allison growled in warning.

"Allison." Her twin growled back with a taunting smirk before rolling her eyes and walking up to the edge of the force field. "Just keep it up until I say."

Growling, the brown eyed girl did as was asked and was left to focus her entire energy on keeping up the shield for only ten minutes (Thor did look pretty mean at the moment, glaring at them). After all, how much damage can Bridget do with words alone in ten minutes? She thought about it and shook her head, great now she jinxed herself; Bridget can make even a freaking monk raging mad in less than ten minutes. Fuck it, she shield was going down after five minutes; the less time, the less damage Bridget causes.

Stopping a few feet within the shield, Captain America stepped up as well, towering over the 5'7 girl with his behemoth 6'1 mass of blue and striped red and white. With a closer look, he could tell that she was definitely young, too young to be a scientist. Keeping a stern gaze under his blue helmet, Steve quirked a brow, trying to lighten the already tense mood. "You seem a little young to be working for Hydra."

"That's because we don't work with Hydra," Bridget clarified, crossing her arms over the white lab coat. "What brings the Avengers all the way out here?" Where ever here is...

Still confused but on guard, Steve pressed. "If you don't work with Hydra, who do you work for?"

Bridget painted on an easy smile. "Me, myself and I. It's a pretty legit organization, so high above the radar I'm not surprised you don't know about us, or the amazing me." Pointing back at Allison she smirked, "That's my side-kick, Blue Bubble - for obvious reasons."

"Fuck you," Allison grumbled back eliciting a slight smirk on both sides, though the blue eyed soldier remained on guard.

Putting her hands in the coats pockets, the brown haired girl sighed. "So... you're here for the same reason we were?"

"You mean the illegal human cloning and gene splicing?" Iron Man prodded into the conversation, the mask pulling open to reveal playful yet intelligent brown eyes and a small smirk. Eyeing Bridget evenly he crossed his armored arms. "I take it you have their information before destroying them?"

The lab coat girl looked up in thought. "Yeah... I guess we could've done that before blowing the place. Bow chika bow wow."

Allison sighed in exasperation. "God damn it Bridget!" Tony wasn't sure if the outburst was because of the last comment or because they didn't retrieve any information. If they were even telling the truth.

"Yo Cap." Turning away from the smirking brown haired girl, Steven furrowed his brows as Natasha spoke. "The data surrounding Hydra's whole 'human cloning' and 'gene splicing' is gone but guess what? They already had two successful experiments put under some sort of alternate state of mind until three hours ago. Explains why the place burned; they woke up, freaked, and burned the place down." Eyes wide, Steve turned his gaze back to the two girls still within the bubble, until his shocked blue eyes met with narrowed brown. "... Those girls you're confronting, they're the experiments. S.H.I.E.L.D. might want to take them in for questioning."

Shaking his head, Captain America muttered into his receiver. "We can't do that, they're just kids."

"Kids that may have valuable information about the experiments. Besides, we can't just let them go; you can see what one of them can do, not to mention we have no idea what the other can do... I'm downloading a couple video files for Stark to look at, for now, try and convince them to come with us or make them." And with that, Black Widow was disconnected, leaving Steve to a battle between his morals and his orders.

Sighing, Steve turned back to the girl with a frown. "I'm sorry but... would you consider coming with us? If you check out, we'll let you go..."

Bridget's eyes widened as his words sunk into her mind. They knew why they were really there, didn't they? How couldn't they, these people were the Avengers for god's sake's! And they wanted to take them away. In any situation, she would gladly go with them, insisting on driving back to where ever headquarters was, but right now all she wanted was to go back to her family. If they know what they were, they wouldn't let that happen. They would keep them in whatever cell or fucking island they wanted, longer than she wanted. Keeping her away from her family. Her mother. Sister. Nephew.

Keeping them away from their family. And she knew what she had to do. Clenching her fists, she felt her adrenaline spike the moment her sister shut down the shield (it wasn't even close to seven minutes, the girl thought heatedly). Not a second later, she withdrew her fist, giving Captain enough time to pull out his shield, Allison to shout "Bridget, no!", and for her to bring it right back, a deafening gong echoing throughout the bay as the 180 pound man was sent flying to the other side of the ship.

Bridget didn't know what his action was going to be, but she didn't care, all that she cared about in that moment was to find her home. She only wanted to go home.

Not wanting to seriously harm the men, Bridget jumped out of the way of Iron Man's blast and started gunning for him.

Powering his thrusters before she had any chance to tackle his suit to the ground, Tony calmly looked down on the ships deck, though his bravado was quickly wiped off his face when the girl literally jumped a hundred feet into the air, grabbed his leg and threw him into the ships railing and down to the waters of the bay. That was going to leave a dent in his suit.

Allison stepped up to her rampaging sister. "Bridget, stop! They're only trying to help!"

Struck in the face by Thor's hammer, Bridget flew back into the steel walls on the ship, groaning but otherwise conscious somehow. Rolling out of the hammer's way, having it pierce the thick metal walls like butter, the brown eyed girl growled back. "They're going to keep us locked up, Allison! Can't you see that?! I don't know about you, but as long as I have this power - whatever it is - nothing with stop me from seeing my family!"

"Bridget..." Allison shook her head, raising a palm in her sisters direction. "I'm sorry." Focusing her energy in her palm, the brown eyed girl shot a ball of blue energy, striking her twin in the back of the head. As her hot tempered sister fell to the ground, Allison held her hands up in surrender, not wishing to fight her lifetime heroes. Giving a nervous smile at each of them she mumbled. "... Alright, I surrender...?" while internally shaking her head, I am so dead.