This is kind of a filler chapter. The next chapter will have the Avengers in it. Sorry this took so long, I try to be a chapter ahead but I couldn't figure out the flow.

I don't own Marvel nor Once on This Island.

"What is this?!" A booming voice yelled waking both Ti Moune and Wanda. Wanda pulled her little sister close to protect her. Wanda was so worried for her she didn't even wonder how she got in. "How the hell did she get in here?!" The man ripped the two apart. He grabbed Ti Moune by her golden curls and dragged her out of the cell, despite the both girl's protest.

The man literally dragged Ti Moune by her hair to an office and thew her in a chair. She cowered, bringing her knees to her chest. She was rocking back and forth and shaking. She would have morphed but morphing got her into this mess and she didn't want to push her luck.

After what felt like an eternity a man walked in, causing Ti Moune to shake and rock faster. He sat next to her and studied her. He wasn't as tall as Pietro he was a tad shorter, he was had a slightly muscled build, he had raven hair that was combed nicely, and hazel eyes. He put a hand on her shoulder and she flinched. "Are you okay?"

"Huh?" Ti Moune looked up at him in confusion. Wasn't he supposed to be yelling at her or worse hurting her? Without thinking she had done a bad thing. When she did bad things she always got in trouble one way or another. Why was he asking if she was okay?

"Did you hurt yourself? Aren't you tired? You must be hungry, do you want some food? You must you haven't eaten in a few days." The man smiled at her as he reached past her and opened the door. "Can someone get me two peanut butter and jellies?" He called to someone Ti Moune couldn't see. He leaned back and looked at her. "For give my rudeness, my name is Baron Von Strucker. And you are-?"

"Ti Moune," she whispered as she looked up at him. She was quite scared; Strucker himself was scary even though he was smiling at her. The smile was unnerving to her and didn't seem natural on him. He seemed like a big tough man that could squash her at any moment.

"Ti Moune," he repeated letting the name roll off his tongue. "I like it, very foreign." She didn't have time to ask what foreign meant because then a hot second later a man appeared with two plates with sandwiches came in. He set them down on the desk Ti Moune hadn't noticed, then promptly left. "Please eat," Strucker motioned to the sandwiches.

Ti Moune lowered her knees from her chest and leaned forward and picked up a sandwich. Even though she was starving that was not the reason why she ate the food; it was because she was scared of what would happen if she said no. But that worry faded as she ate. She didn't realize how hungry she was until her treat was gone and she wanted more.

Ti Moune turned to Strucker, "tank 'ou." She wiped her mouth of any crumbs, like she had seen Wanda do a few days prior.

"Now," Strucker began, "you're not in trouble, I'm just curious. How did you get out?" With her limited vocabulary (for example instead of morphing she "pooffed") Ti Moune slowly explained what had happened. He just sat there and listened nodding his head slowly as she retold her tale. A moment after she was done he simply said "remarkable."

"Huh?" Ti Moune repeated, tilting her head in confusion. "What do's 'remarkbe' mean?" The word seemed so familiar to her, like something from a dream. She had heard people say it before, but she never asked anyone what they meant. It wasn't her fault, she had no one to ask. She had heard the term 'look it up in the dictionary' but she didn't know what a dictionary was let alone to be able to use on.

Strucker chuckled, "it means it's astounding or very good in simpler terms."

"Oh," Ti Moune nodded her head, "what do's a-standing mean?" She scooted closer to him and leaned on her hands which leaned on the chair's arms. She was loosing her fear of Strucker. He didn't make fun of her for not knowing and was rude when he explained it. He was nice about it and patient. Most people, besides him, Wanda, and Pietro, got annoyed when she asked so many questions.

"It means impressive or really cool," he paused. "Ti Moune, do you know how to read or write?" She looked down and shook her head. She was embarrassed that she didn't know things. "Do you want to learn?" Ti Moune looked up at him and nodded vigorously. "I thought so. I'll make a deal with you: I'll teach you how to red and write if you promise not to leave the wing."

Ti Moune thought for a moment; it seemed like a good deal. "Can I's see Wana and Petey?"

Strucker sighed, "not for a little bit, they are sick and need to get better first. After that you can see them whenever you like." This sealed the deal for Ti Moune, she jumped from her chair and hugged Strucker. He smiled knowing his plan had worked.

A year passed and life was different for Ti Moune. She now could read and write. She used them as an escape from the confining and boring walls of the castle. Reading took her to far off places that she could only dream of. She excelled at reading, reading books bigger then any one her size could. While Ti Moune waited for new books she wrote. She loved writing just as much as reading; she loved to create her own characters and plots. Her favorite books were fantasy, she felt like her life was a fantasy.

When Ti Moune wasn't reading or writing she learning to control her powers. She could now transform into any animal who had ever even ones who never walked the earth. She didn't get tired as fast too, only when she turned into many large animals in a short period of time. The smaller the animal the less energy it took.

Ti Moune had also learned how to "defend herself" as her trainers called it. She learned how to attack people and retrieve objects. Though she did not like hurting people she did it anyway because she was scared of what her trainers would do to her. She did not want to go in the Bathtub.

Ti Moune had only been in the Bathtub once, it was one time to many. It was scary and it left a mark on her. Though Strucker swore up and down she would never have to back she was still scared. He had promised he wouldn't hurt her, but so did the guard who put her there. She now had a fear of water because of the Bathtub's affects.

Pushing the thought of the Bathtub out of her mind Ti Moune flew into Wanda's cell. Wanda was reading a book and only looked up when she heard Ti Moune's feet on the floor.

"Moony," Moony was her nickname that the twins had adopted, apparently it was easier to say then Ti Moune. "You can't come in here, I have a cold." Wanda scolded as she put a hand over mouth and waved her hand to shoo her away. She didn't want her little sister to catch the cold she had and had urged her to stay away so she wouldn't catch it.

"Wana," despite being able to say her sister's name, she chose to say her nicknames. "I came to say goodbye." Ti Moune looked down and sniffled.

"Huh?" Wanda asked. Were they moving one of them or did Ti Moune think that Wanda was dying?

"I think" Ti Moune wiped her eyes, "I think I'm dying."

Wanda was beyond confused, why did Ti Moune think she was dying? Was she sick or did a guard scare her again? She looked perfectly healthy so it must of been the latter. Forgetting about her cold Wanda said, "come here." Ti Moune sat in Wanda's lap and Wanda put her chin on her sister's head. "Why do you think you're dying?"

"Well," Ti Moune took Wanda's arms and wrapped them around herself. It was something she did to make her feel safe. "Funny things have been happening to me. I'm growing this things on my chest for one." Wanda now had an idea of what she was talking about but let her sister finish. "I've been growing hair on my armpits and my private parts. I've had a stomach ache and now," she turned to face Wanda, "I'm peeing blood."

Wanda sighed, she knew this day would come but she didn't think it would come so soon. Ti Moune barely looked seven and because she didn't know how old she was she had decided to wait to give her the talk. Plus they had been so busy Wanda wouldn't have had the time anyway.

Wanda grabbed Ti Moune's face, kissed her head, and held her close. "Moony, you're not dying." Ti Moune scrunched her face in confusion. Slowly, Wanda told her about her monthly visitor and the girl nodded along. She didn't interrupt her sister once has she learned the horrid truth.

"So I have to deal with this every month 'til I like 50?" Ti Moune asked and Wanda nodded somberly. "Well, that sucks. thank you for telling me." The two girls hugged. "Can I stay here, just for a little bit?"

"Of course, how about I braid your hair." Ti Moune beamed and scooted forward. She handed Wanda her hair tie. It took a while since they didn't have a brush to tame her wild curls, but they made it work. They always did.

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