Jenwei's father was a silk merchant who worked in a section of the Silk Road between China and Arabia and her mother was a teacher at a local school. She and her family moved to England a few years after the Great War (which she quickly learned was now referred to as the First World War) where she received her high school and college education.
Despite having a late start to the English language, she managed to secure a job as a journalist, working that job as well as helping her mother manage the family antique shop while her father was busy doing whatever it was that tradesmen did.

She told the agent of her work as a travel journalist, touring various countries and their main cities before staying at a friend's place with his family in the Polish countryside. She spoke of him fondly, as if she'd been with him only moments ago. Filip was his name, and he was her best friend; a true friend who stayed by her side through think and thin. She briefly touched on how she and Filip's family had been tricked by Nazi officials into voluntarily going to the Auschwitz concentration camps, thinking that they were refugee camps for a coming war.
That was as much as she would speak of. Evidently the part where she gained her super human abilities was too painful to think about. Luckily for the agent, she already had that information from Dr. Erskine which was documented many years ago.

Maria didn't say a word as the girl explained her past. She remembered how torn up Steve had been after finding out that he'd woken up after being frozen for almost the same amount of time, and he was already somewhat accustomed to being alone. He'd lost his best friend prior to being frozen and his family at a young age. Sure, he still had many friends, as well as Peggy who he lost while he was frozen, but the only adjustment he really needed to make was the one from one time period to the next. The shock of the time jump was partially numbed by his already grieving state as well as his strict, soldier mindset.
On the other hand, Jenwei, or Jen as she had offered to be called, lost everything in the blink of an eye; literally. To her, she must have closed her eyes for only seconds or minutes at the very most, and in that time, every family member, every friend; her whole life had been sealed into what she could only refer to as a memory. Those who were dearest to her, even those who weren't so dear; gone in the blink of an eye.

There were a few days of monitoring the girl as she lived in the facility among the agents. She barely talked, didn't eat much and spent almost all her time in the gym. The similarities between her and Steve were uncanny.
Her suitcase that had been brought with her were returned, including her travel folder that held all her writing, photos and any other things she wanted to remember. Basically, they handed back a memory trigger-bomb. She would read over the messy file every night, rearranging and organizing things and reminiscing the life that she had lost in mere seconds.

Maria, who was given the task of watching over her, was becoming increasingly concerned. Jenwei's depression got to a point where wouldn't speak to anyone anymore. She would spend the whole day in the gym, destroying whatever she was allowed to, and half of what she wasn't allowed to. No electronic gadgets were spared, no matter how much they scared or confused her. Despair, she learnt, was a strong emotion. One that could pull, push and twist you into thinking or doing things, even if you vowed against them.

"Director Fury, you aren't even listening to me. The damage she is doing isn't just a bump in out budget, it's going to ruin her!" Maria tried to reason with her superior. "She's going to fall further into depression and it's going to make her angry enough to just destroy everything. She's already ridiculously confused and doesn't understand how our world works at all, so anything she does is simply out of frustration. Now unless you want another super-villain on your hands, you need to get her out of our facility!"
"Then where do you suggest we take her?" Nick asked. "Just dump her in the middle of New York City? She isn't going to have a clue what to do or where to go. On top of that she's an important piece of evidence if we ever need to deal with HYDRA again and you know that they're still out there." He shot back.
"HYDRA might not be out our biggest concern if she goes insane." Maria growled. The director was irritatingly stubborn sometimes. Most times, it was a good thing, especially when it came to dealing with idiot politicians but this time it was simply infuriating.
"Then where do we put her?" he asked again.
Maria smiled back, she knew exactly where Jenwei could go.

The impossibly tall, glass building confounded Jenwei as she stood outside, looking up its length to read five, giant, florescent letters that seemed to be floating off the side: STARK. The name was familiar to her. The night before they were due to defect, Dr. Erskine mentioned that he would be working with an American scientist, genius of some sort by the same name. She had no idea whether or not the Stark Tower owner and the Stark from 1940 were related at all, but it was irrelevant to her at the time since she was so busy gaping at all the other gigantic buildings surrounding her. Compared to the double storey terraces that she was used to back in England, well, England in 1940, their sizes were mind-numbing.
With Maria next to her, she warily stepped into the building. She'd gotten used to doors that automatically slid open when you stood in close range of them, and the fact that women who wore skirts and dresses that went halfway up their thighs weren't actually walking around in their underwear. However, one thing she was thankful for was the fact that it was okay for women to wear trousers now.
"Ah, Miss Hill!" A blonde head of hair popped up from the other side of the receptionist table. She quickly click-clacked her way over to the two in a pair of those ridiculously tall high heels that all women seemed to wear these days.

"Miss Potts, it's nice to see you again." The agent replied, giving a brief smile.
The blonde returned the gesture before turning to the paper-white girl, offering a hand to shake. "You must be Jenwei."
The girl shook her hand with a thin smile. "Just Jen will be fine." She replied quietly.

She would be living in one of the top levels of the building. She had her own room, but would be living with several other people, she was told. Two were away in a different country on business at the moment, one was out for the day and the other two were hanging out in one of the labs in the basement of the building.
Miss Potts, waited for her to unpack and familiarize herself with the room, which didn't take awfully long seeing as she had brought so little with her. The blonde woman showed her around the level that she would be living on before taking her down to the labs to meet the two residents who were currently 'home'.

"Tony, you remember me talking to you about Jenwei?" Miss Potts called out, stepping into a seemingly empty lab.
"Um… no. Who is he? She? I was never good at Asian names." He replied from wherever he was, muttering the last part to himself.
She rolled her eyes. "She is the girl who's going to be staying with you in the Stark Tower."
A head of dark brown hair popped up from one of the benches. "Staying with us?" he repeated, a second head of greyer hair slowly rising up to have a look at what all the fuss was about. "Since when?"
"Since this morning." She huffed irritably. "I specifically told you that it was very important that you remembered that you were going to have a guest. I can't do everything for you especially since I have to go to a meeting now, so I trust that you'll look after her."
In one breath, the blonde woman had covered three issues and Jenwei was left looking stunned at the speed that the other woman spoke at.
"I'm sorry to leave you here with him." Miss Potts said, turning to face her. "Tony can be really annoying and horrible, so if he ever does anything just ignore him and talk to Bruce instead okay?" she said quickly, patting the girl's shoulder comfortingly before hurrying off, the sound of her clicky-clacky high heels trailing after her.

Tony and the other man, who she assumed to be 'Bruce', walked up to the dazed girl slowly.
"Oh, I know about you." Tony said, more to himself than anyone else. "You've been asleep for a while haven't you?"
"Um, I guess you could say that." She replied quietly.
"Wait, asleep? As in asleep-asleep and not sleeping-asleep?" Bruce asked. "For how long?"
"Seventy years." Tony informed him quickly, before turning his attention back to the girl. "I heard you've got some crazy strength too. Looks like we have another Captain America on our hands."
Jenwei was stunned fro a moment. "Captain America?" She repeated. "I'm sorry, if that a term for something or an actual person?" she asked.
The two men stared at her as if she was crazy before a realisation came to Tony. "Oh, of course! You were asleep when he was around."
Jenwei was still confused. "I'm afraid you lost me around three sentences ago. Is this 'Captain America' someone I should know?" she asked.
Tony just shook his head and told her not to worry about it before wrapping an arm around her shoulder and leading her back to the bench where he and Bruce had previously been working at.

Tony wasn't as bad as Pepper made him out to be, Jenwei decided. He was annoying and extremely cocky at times (and boy, did he have fun scaring her when he introduced her to Jarvis), but he was still a nice guy at heart. She got along with him and enjoyed being around his happy personality. Dr. Bruce Banner, however, was quiet as a mouse, rarely adding to their conversation, or more accurately, Tony's ramblings at her. Whenever they made eye contact, they could only awkwardly smile before looking away. Not that he was an unlikeable person, just that the doctor and she were very similar in the way that they were extremely awkward around people they didn't know well.

Before she'd even realized it, the day had passed and it was nearing midnight. Jarvis had informed them that someone by the name of 'Mr. Rogers' had returned, and that made Tony all kinds of excited. He grabbed her by the hand and dragged her into the elevator with him, Bruce following the two closely. She and 'Mr. Rogers' would get on perfectly, Tony explained before going on about how he was practically going to 'hook them up' or something.

"Steve!" The self-proclaimed billionaire, genius, playboy, philanthropist yelled as soon as he caught sight of a familiar head of blonde hair.
He turned around to face the grinning brunette. "Who's she?" The tall man's smiling expression changed as soon as he saw the paper-white, red-eyed girl.
"New edition to the family." Tony replied, his smile never faltering. "She's actually just like you." He added.
Steve eyed him warily. "What do you mean she's 'just like me'?"
"Well, she's been frozen for, what was it?" he asked, turning to the girl briefly before remembering, snapping his attention back to the man in front of them. "Seventy years. On top of that she was also a test subject for the Super Soldier Serum."
Steve looked the girl up and down a couple times before speaking again. "She's not like me." With another cold look, he turned and walked off.

Tony and Bruce stood where they were, stunned.
"He's not usually like that." Tony mentioned to the woman.
She just shook her head. "It's understandable. I look pretty… horrific anyway." Her voice was quiet and laced with sadness.
Her comment made Tony spin on his heel to face her. "You do not look horrific!" he shot back. "So what if you're eyes are red? People these days have purple hair and no one seems to care."
The girl blinked. Purple hair? That wasn't possible was it?
Tony sighed. "Come with me. I'm going to take you shopping!" he smiled, dragging the girl off.
"Um… Tony." Bruce spoke up meekly. He always spoke in a low tone and came off as awkward and almost shy. It was a nice contrast to Tony's loud and outgoing ways, Jenwei thought. "You realize that it's half past one."
Tony groaned at Bruce's comment. "Fine, but we're both taking her shopping tomorrow."
"What?" Bruce asked, feigning irritation. "Why do I have to go?"
"Because you haven't been outside for weeks." Tony replied curtly. "Now, Jen, if you want to stay up with us, you're more than welcome to do so. Bruce will take you back to the lab because I want to have a chat with the old man."
Jenwei blinked again. Old man? She didn't remember seeing any old people.
Tony picked up on her confusion and chuckled. "Don't worry, it's just a nickname for Steve. Why don't you go back down with Bruce?" he told her, before leaving in the same direction that Steve had not long ago.
Still looking despondent and somewhat dazed, Jenwei allowed Bruce to lead her away. Deciding that a nice cup of tea would probably be more comforting than watching him fiddle with complicated machinery or random chemicals, Bruce changed their course to one of the kitchens.

Meanwhile, Tony had finally caught up with the (technically) ninety-two year old American legend who was in the middle of changing his clothes.
"Hey, what was that out there?" Tony demanded, bursting into the room with absolutely no regard for privacy.
The war veteran jumped at the sudden intrusion. "Sheesh! Don't need to scare me." He grumbled angrily, pulling a clean shirt over his head.
"You still haven't answered my question." Tony said. "Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but this time last year, you were in the same position as her and I clearly remember you mentioning that if someone where to be in your position you would want to help them, so what was all that about?" he demanded.
Steve heaved a sigh and turned to look the other man in the eyes. "Well, have you seen her?" he asked.
"Uh, yeah. She was standing right in front of us and prior to that I practically spent the whole day with her and Bruce in the labs. I'm pretty sure I saw her."
Steve rolled his eyes. "I meant her appearance."
Tony's head snapped backwards a little in shock. "Now that's just harsh. She does look a little different, and I'll admit, her eyes would scare the life out of me if I met her in a dark alley, but come on. You work with the Hulk. If anything she looks significantly more normal than when Bruce Hulks out."
Steve groaned. "It's not even that. I mean, she's Asian." He sputtered as if it was the one thing that Tony should have thought of.
The said man raised an eyebrow. "Did I just hear you right?" he asked, sounding borderline angry. "Did you just say you don't like her based on the fact that she's Asian? I'm sorry Steve, but you're in 2012 now, whether you like it or not. You're in a century where we are moving past idiotic, racist stereotyping and being an American icon that represents freedom for our whole country, you shouldn't be acting like an uneducated asshole from the Middle Ages." Tony huffed.
Steve was taken aback by the comment and immediately went on the offensive. "Have you heard of the damage that they do? Their gangs are known to be ruthless and that 'all brain, no heart' mindset of theirs-"
"Whoa, hold on a second." Tony cut him off. "Did you just quote 'Fu Manchu'?"
"Yeah, what about it?" he asked.
"You know that he's a fictional character don't you? He's based completely on stereotypes and nothing about him is solid factual stuff."
Steve was at a loss for words. How was he meant to reply to that one anyway?
"And what about the Japanese guy that on your team back in 1943? Jim Morita was it? You seem to be very fond of that guy. Care to explain?" Tony asked.
"He was from California and he was fighting on our side." He argued.
"Jen's English and if memory serves me correctly, they fought alongside us, so what's the issue here?" Tony asked, pushing the captain to give him a legitimate answer.
"From what I heard, she was born in China so I don't trust her, okay?" Steve shot back angrily. "Get out of my room."
Tony stood there, staring at him in disbelief before shaking his head. "Well would you look at that? Captain America, the sinophobe." With that comment, he left the room and wandered back down to the labs, stopping by the kitchen to grab some coffee.

Of course, he was pleasantly surprised to find Bruce and Jenwei there chatting quietly over mugs of hot tea and decided to join the party.

So I originally said that the chapters would be 5,000 – 10,000 words… well, I lied. Each chapter will be 3000 words+ or thereabouts. Anyway, I hope you're enjoying the story so far.

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xTom