Sitting in the back of the carrier, Allison flinched as one of the heroes placed a brown blanket over her shoulders. Darting her eyes up at the startled Captain America, he retracted his hands from her space. "Sorry, you looked like you were shivering so..."

Looking ahead, the girl shook more. No, she wasn't cold. She was in shock, scared, terrified as it's been ten minutes and her sister was still unconscious on the floor of the helicarrier, hand-cuffs already placed on her wrists. Still staring at her still sister, Allison mumbled, "Is she..."

"No, just knocked out." Steve took off his helmet to give her a genuine smile. "Tony did a few scans, so she doesn't have any broken bones." Surprisingly, Steve mentally added, watching as the girl slowly calmed down. Taking a seat a two feet from the young girl, the blonde decided that if he wanted to get some answers, he'd have to start slow. "What's your name? I'm -"

"Steve Rogers." Allison interrupted, finally tilting her head to face him, a timid smile gracing her lips. "I already know who you are, or at least I think I do." She shook her head, rubbing her temple. "Whatever those scientists did to us, they... placed us in an alternate reality of sorts. We had a family, friends, we were going to go to college. There, they gave us information about you in the form of... movies and comics. They also gave us ways to control our abilities in the form of games, like Mass Effect and Prototype. Hence my biotic abilities and my sisters... strength."

Shocked, the blue eyed soldier couldn't help but add. "So that explains why your sister insisted that 'none of this was real'."

At her nod, the brunette tightened her grip on the blanket. "She... was the first to be 'unplugged' from that world. It hit her hard I guess."

Steve shifted in his spot, still unable to comprehend that HYDRA really did leak information to these two, even if they were experiments. "When you say they 'gave you information', how much are we talking about here?"

Allison scoffed. "Everything. We know about SHIELD, at least what we cared to focus on, your backstory, Tony's story, the Hulk, Thor. Basically whatever we could get our hands on, or grasp our minds around." She smiled, "Bridget always said how Tony was her favorite superhero because he was so funny but kind of a dick, like her." She then blinked, realizing something. Offering her hand, the doe eyed girl smiled; she's obviously calmed down some. "My name is Allison by the way. Allison Warden."

Steve smiled back. This was good progress. Since she already knew him, he didn't have to try to hard to gain her trust. Glancing at the unconscious body of her twin, Steve frowned. Her sister on the other hand, was a loose cannon. No telling what she might do.

"We'll be arriving to headquarters in a few minutes." Hawkeye called from the cockpit, turning slightly to find Steve narrowing his gaze at the unconscious girl and for her sister to stare at the wall with a blank stare. "Everything alright back there?"

Standing up, the blonde nodded his head. "Yeah. Fury know's we have two .. more guests right?" He almost had to stop himself from saying 'cargo'. Hopefully Allison didn't notice. Damn SHIELD, already using their terms.

The archer nodded. "Yeah, Nat told him over the radio. He wants the girls in the cells for a while, at least until we know its fine to let them out."

Steve frowned, making his way over to the cockpit. "They're kids, Clint -"

"Kids that managed to destroy a whole HYDRA facility in less than three hours." Clint reminded, settling the Captain with a hard gaze. "I don't know about you Cap, but that doesn't seem like anything 'kids' are supposed to do."

He was right, Steve grudgingly admitted. Not only that, but the people there were slaughtered, or so Natasha said. 'Blood covered the walls that weren't burned, the over powering stench of ash was the only thing masking the smell of iron blood that caked the floors.' She managed to recover a partially degrading recording of those fleeting three hours and was only waiting on Tony to arrive and getting working again.

Shaking his head, Steve went back to Allison, wondering how to tell her - "You're taking me to a cell right? Because I'm dangerous?" She said this as a fact. If she was offended, it didn't show.

Gripping a handle as the helicarrier started to land, the blue armored soldier nodded his head with a frown. "It's standard SHIELD protocol. We'll be taking you to a secured cell block for an undisclosed amount of time." As the doors opened, a few SHIELD operatives arrived with a gurney, readying to take the unconscious Bridget away, while a few more came over to Allison, lightly taking her by the arms. Eyeing one of the newer agents, Steve ordered. "Make sure these girls get some clothes and food to eat."

"Yes sir." The woman responded, guiding Allison away as she watched her sister being rolled off. "Come along ma'am."

As she was guided away, Steve climbed out of the helicarrier and made his way to the meeting room where Tony was already working on fixing the corrupted video file. Hopefully those kids will be alright.

~A~

Groaning, Bridget slowly willed her eyes opened, taking in the whiteness of the walls and a clear glass wall leading to the outside of her... cell?

Darting up, her pounding skull became a dull throb as she crawled to the glass, the other side nothing but gray walls and a metal door leading to the rest of where ever the fuck she was.

Mind going a mile a minute, she started to remember the days earlier events, or her 'new life'. Her sister. Waking up. Fighting the Avengers. As this passed through, she started to calm down. That's right, one of them must've hit me upside the head. Was it the hammer? Captain's shield? Tony was in the water.

The brunette then groaned. Sure she was slightly proud to have been able to land an epic smack down on who she considers the smartest character known to Marvel, he also now sees her as a threat and therefore, will treat her as one. Bridget sighed, "Oh well. Not like he doesn't already have enough girls fawning over him. At least I can kick his ass..."

"Bridget?" A familiar soft voice called through the wall to her right.

"Allison?" Crawling closer to the wall, Bridget furrowed her brows as the smooth feel of fabric on skin clung to her legs. Looking down, she hummed in confusion at the plain black pants and black shirt that adorned her body. Not liking the color, she willed her body to change, the red tendrils leaving her body and dying the pants a bright red color. Liking the simple change, she looked at the wall and shouted. "That you? How the hell did we get here?"

"You flipped out, I knocked you out, surrendered and they took us to their base. We're being processed right now."

Bridget waved her hands back and forth, despite her sister being unable to see her incredulious expression. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, back up. You knocked me out?" She scoffed. "I thought it was someone stronger than me. You took a cheap shot coming up behind me."

"Fuck you," Allison growled back with a slight smile. "Before I forget, they gave us some food. Yours should be on the far left by the glass wall."

Sure enough, when the brown eyed girl looked right across from her, there sat a pile of food. White rice, jello, pork chop, water. A good meal. Skidding over to the plate, she didn't even bother with a utensil as she wolfed the whole thing into her mouth. If there was one thing she knew about her abilities, its that she required lots of organic matter to be able to use it effectively. "If there wasn't a wall between us, I'd kick your ass. But since there's food, I'll go along with your little plan," She managed to say between bites of food. "For now."