A/N: I'm gonna warn you guys, I was channeling my inner Harley Quinn for the upcoming scene, I think you'll figure it out. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, Disney, ABc or the Avengers. Just Sera.


Bucky had grabbed Sam, and Clint, and left the room suddenly, which didn't seem to set off any alarms. But they were missing for a few hours, and when Tony had finally finished rendering a new design for Bucky's prosthetic arm, he asked FRIDAY to ask Bucky to come down to the lab.

"Sergeant Barnes is not in the building, boss." She responded, making everyone's head snap up.

"Where is he?" Steve asked, concerned for his friend.

"He, Agent Barton and Mr. Wilson have left in a Quinjet, Captain Rogers."

"Patch us through to them," I yawned, realizing that it was now sunrise.

"You've reached the Body Snatchers. How can we help you today?" A voice came over the line and I chuckled.

"Buck, where are you?"

"Oh, just out grabbing a few things. Do you want McDonalds?" Bucky said, "Sam, Clint and I just got McDonalds. They've got all day breakfast!"

Pietro and I were smiling to ourselves before I heard an alarm go off in the background.

"What was that?"

"House alarm, it's fine," Sam said as I heard something being hit. The resounding thud made me worried.

"Don't give him brain damage. He still needs to talk," Clint's annoyed mutter was heard.

"Snatch and grab? And you didn't invite me?" I sighed.

"But you get to interrogate them. I want to have some fun with this," Bucky said and Steve gave a small smile.

"Just get back here," Tony sighed in defeat.

"Get the interrogation room ready. We've got a few live ones for you Sera," Sam said, and I touched my emerald lightly.

"Oh I'm gonna enjoy this. Again." I whispered to myself, but Wanda heard me and smiled sadistically.

"Can I help?" Her hoarse voice said beside me.

"Absolutely," I said, surprised, as she hadn't used her powers since I met her, only by accident when I mentioned Pietro.

"How many are you bringing back?"

"Enough," I heard Sam say, sounding far to smug about what they had done.

"I'm gonna go get Callie."

"Do you need me to watch her?" Pietro said, and I smiled, "Yeah, if you wouldn't mind. I'll get her breakfast ready though."

As I left the lab, and the back and forth over the radio, Pietro and Wanda followed me quietly. She was still pretty spooked by having him here, but I could tell she was coming out of her shell more.

Callie was already awake, and chatting Natasha's ear off, but practically launched herself in joy at the sight of Pietro.

"Ietro! Where have you been?" She asked, squeezing her arms around his neck.

"I'm sorry, литтле бирд. I was on a very important mission for your mother."

"Can we go make snowmen today Mama?" She asked, bouncing up and down in Pietro's hold.

"You and Pietro can. Mama has to work for a little bit. But we can have hot chocolate later and cuddle up by the fire."

"And watch Frozen?" She asked excitedly.

"How about another Disney movie babe? I think you've seen it too many times."

"I don't know," She said, pouting.

"Alright, alright. Frozen," I conceded as we walked out of the holding cell/room, and towards the kitchen, "But you don't get extra pancakes."

"But Mama!" She pouted harder, eyebrows scrunching in frustration.

"No buts. You and Elijah think your puppy dog eyes work on me, but they don't. That's your Daddies," I smiled to her.

"Mmmm, I've missed your pancakes." Pietro said, holding Callie tightly before zooming off with her. It was only a few seconds later that he zoomed back and said, "Where the hell is the kitchen?"

"I had no design input here. Its up a floor and down the hall to the left." I smiled. He gave a look of annoyance and shot off again with my giggling daughter.


"Wakey, wakey Puddin's." I said, in a Jersey accent, as the three men sputtered from the water I had dumped on their heads to wake them up.

"You three have been very naughty." I smirked as they focused on my figure.

"Who the hell are you? I demand that you release me immediately!" Ross screamed, and I smiled.

"Oh, I don't negotiate with terrorists." I said, in a fake girly voice.

"Thaddius Ross, Mitchell Carson, Gideon Malick," I said, pointing at them with my bloody pliers. I had the good sense to keep them asleep while I pulled out their fake teeth.

"You all are on my shit list." I smirked, wiggling my eyebrows at them.

"Who are you?" Carson demanded.

"Better question, who am I not? I should have been the daughter of Tony Stark in this dimension, not when you had my mother killed when she didn't leave my father. But the real intention wasn't to kill her, was it? You just wanted her and the heir to Hydra back?"

"I demand you release me. I am the Secretary of State!"

"I'm Advisor to the President's Staff!"

"And Pierce was the Secretary of the World Security Council. A trusted position held by a Hydra head. I don't believe you," I said, picking up my bamboo shoots, and pretending to rub my eyes in a 'boo hoo' motion.

"But I should introduce myself. I'm sorry if I seem rude but my name is Seraphina Kalashnikov Stark Rogers-Barnes and I'll be your interrogator today. Wow that was more of a mouthful than it sounded like in my head." I said, shaking my head.

"Now gentlemen," I smiled, dropping my pliers on the table next to their missing cyanide teeth.

"I'm prepared to go easy on you all, but you have to sing. Like fucking canaries." I cackled.

"Fuck," Carson said, making my head snap towards him.

"Ah, maybe this time you'll choose the easy path Carson. The last time you sang, I had to strangle it out of you."

"I've never met you."

"Not in this dimension, but there are so many other versions of this world. Mine? Mirror to this one, except my mother survived to birth the next Legacy. But Annalise kept me hidden from you freaks and your tales of monsters. I became the monster you feared."

"Kalashnikov…. Johann Schmidt's granddaughter."

"Yeah. That was my mother. But we are getting off track," I said, tilting my head to the side and smiling. As I walked around the table of instruments slowly, Malick remained stoic and quiet.

"You looked scared," I fake pouted.

"Never," Malick sneered.

"You should be," I growled, "I am your worst nightmare. Or should I say, I will become your worst nightmare."

Grabbing my emerald, I focused all my energy on the three of them, concentrating hard on each of their pain center's. All three started to grimace as I built of the intensity of pain, bringing them to the point of insanity, screaming and thrashing, before pulling back. And then starting over again with a smile on my face.

"See gentlemen? You messed with the wrong girl's family. Ross you have a special request. See there is a girl that would very much like to unlock the secrets in your head. Fortunately for her, she's agreed to work in the shadows while I take the blame for this."

"How is that fortunate?"

"Because I don't exist! The blame will fall to a ghost." I said, excited as I brought them back to the brink of insanity. Carson was biting his lip so hard, I knew he was going to chew it off, and Malick was shaking from the intensity of the pain. But Ross was sweating, cursing his head off as I played with the nerves around his heart.

"Who wants to sing first?" I asked sweetly.

"Mitchell Carson, formerly of SHIELD. You are a head of Hydra, are you not?"

"Yes." He ground out.

"And who else is?" I asked, looking at Malick, who was sneering as he held his screams in.

"Gideon Malick," He yelled, sounding done. I reined it in for Carson, before I showed him a picture of Howard Stark.

"Did you have Howard Stark killed to gain the Super Soldier formula he was travelling with, and to silence him from revealing Hydra's infiltration of SHIELD?"

"Yes." He said, realizing how he wasn't in pain anymore.

"Did you send Sgt. James Barnes, who was brainwashed over 70 years ago to be the Winter Soldier, the fist of Hydra, to kill my grandfather, Howard Stark?"

"YES!" He yelled, "He was getting suspicious, and wouldn't share the formula with anyone. WE had to take it."

"Now, how do you know these men?" I asked, smiling over at Ross, who was faking a heart attack. I was tuned in with his brain, and knew it was a ploy.

"Malick is Hydra, like I just told you."

"I will kill you. You are the weakest excuse for a solider I've ever met." Gideon hissed.

"Now Gideon, that's rude of me. I haven't given you any attention. Please, tell the class your involvement in Hydra? Of your plan to bring about the New World Order with the first InHuman, Hydra's god at the helm."

"He was going to wipe out all of Hydra's enemies, and we would be rewarded."

"But he wouldn't have. He was going to turn the whole planet InHuman and then rule them. Including you."

Gideon was silent after that, grimacing as I brought his pain back to an almost unbearable level. But Ross was glaring at me, and I was so excited for his turn.

"Now, Thaddius, you are by far the worst of all."

"The general that hunted down Bruce Banner, the doctor that was helping you create a super soldier of your own. Because in your mind, you can't possibly be the one without power, without a weapon to use to your own will. But because Bruce Banner slipped out of your hands and joined a group of extraordinary people, to help save the world, you had to control them."

"Why can't you even show some remorse for the way you treated the 'criminals' you apprehended, after the airport showdown in Leipzig?" I said, bringing up a video feed I had hacked off of them the torture they put Wanda through, the beatings the other guys took trying to protect her, especially Clint.

"Now, a girl that has certain powers, scared you so much that you had to lock her in a cell, and strap a shock collar to her neck? And you'd zap her even if she spoke? That's paranoia. But you did say that the Avengers needed a leash, in your first attempt to bring it up at the UN."

"But what I can't quite figure out, is why they were kept at your facility, a high security, floating fortress. A super max for powered people. Somewhere only you had the key," I said, shoving a bamboo shoot underneath his fingernail slowly. His muffled screams, by him bitting his tongue, where like music to my ears.

"Did Wands Maximoff scream when you tortured her? Tried to condition her to shock therapy, much like Dr. Arnim Zola conditioned Sgt. James Barnes, and to wipe his memory of each of his kills? Used the Faustes method on him? He's the one you got the idea from, wasn't he?" I asked, and I saw Malick's face contort in confusion.

"Zola?"

"Your father gave you all his tricks, didn't he? Before he died." I smiled, seeing his will breaking. I looked over his shoulder and winked, "Your turn to break him."

A wave of red energy floated into his head and he screamed like he was on fire, body convulsing as if being electrocuted.

"What do you think you are doing?" Malick asked, as I gave a low chuckle.

"I'm showing him how his treatment of the Avengers felt. See, the world is full of people who have been led to believe that the Avengers are people that don't care about the places they destroy or the people they hurt. It's sad to say that Sokovia had to happen that way. It was that, or when the city dropped from that height, it would have cause global destruction. No world for the Inhuman God Maveth to control, huh?"

"But what no one understands, is that the World Security Council almost nuked New York City when the Chitauri invaded. I was there, and Tony Stark was prepared to sacrifice himself to ensure that the nuke was disposed of properly. On the other side of the universe."

"Lagos, was unavoidable. Wanda Maximoff was forced to think of the citizens on the ground, and was trying to contain the blast from a bomb vest. Sometimes you can't save everyone. And my heart does go out to those Wakandan families that lost loves ones that day. I know how that feels. But we have a thankless job. It's either we get thanked for putting our lives on the line, or we get shit on because one person doesn't agree that they need us. So, next time the world is invaded, how are they going to protect the world?"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Ross screamed and I smirked.

"What's wrong hun? Can't handle what you dish out? I've been electrocuted before, numerous times. I personally think you're being a baby about it. But then again, you weren't conditioned to torture like I was." I said, cackling.

"Okay, so I got what I wanted out of you two. Shall we make it three?" I said as I signaled for Wanda to back off in the shadows. Ross panted as he came down from the pain, glaring at me.

"Now, was this all a ploy to trick the Hulk into your grasp? Or was it because you wanted all the power to yourself."

His silence was answer enough for me, but I needed a verbal confession. I needed the confession to be able to fulfill my unfinished business. Killing him for hurting my family.

"I'm waiting, but I can bring back my friend," I said, before I saw Ross's eyes widen in terror. I smirked, "Talk. Explain yourself."

"How about the cells you had prepared for each of the Avengers, made in case you didn't like their answer to the Accords? The elephant glass, the tranquilizers to put down said elephant, Captain America, an American hero that saved more lives during the second World War than you've ever done over your whole military career?"

"He was going to be our test subject. If I couldn't get Banner to replicate Erskine's formula, I was going to extract it from his veins," Ross bit out venomously.

"So, you were planning on performing unauthorized experiments on Captain Steve Rogers, because you didn't get the formula you wanted. The formula you were going to use to create an army of super soldiers. Now that doesn't sound like Hydra at all." I said sarcastically.

"I don't think you are Hydra now. It was my original suspicion, but what you're talking about sounds a little bit more…. Extreme." I smirked.

"Extremis," Malick said, looking over at Ross, and saying, "That's why you asked me to track down Mike Peterson. A weak formula compared to the InHuman gene."

"Shut up Malick," Ross shouted, glaring at the man.

"So, it's true. You are Hydra. Must be a Legacy like me then. Isn't that right?"

"My father was Daniel Whitehall, otherwise known as Dr. Werner Reinhardt." He bit out, as I shoved the bamboo splinters further up under his fingernails.

"Ah, so you are a Legacy. Well that makes me so happy to hear. One, because he's dead. Director Phil Coulson shot him as he tried to set of a Kree weapon in San Juan. And two, because I'm going to destroy you all. Your reputations, and your futures, whatever you had planned for them anyways will perish, because you just confessed on a live broadcast. Say hi to the world!" I said, turning and waving at the camera. I heard Wanda's low chuckle as I signaled for Tony to turn off the one way glass effect. On the other side of the glass wall, I saw Steve standing with his arms crossed, glaring holes into Ross's head.

"You will sit, and keep our mouths shut. No words will pass through your lips." I whispered to the men behind me and I heard their muffled yells. It fueled the rage inside me.

"Now, I sincerely hope that the President will do better background checks on his staff now. Who else might be lurking in the shadows?" I said, looking at the camera and saying, "Well that was fun! Now, for those of you unaware of who I am. I'm a ghost. I don't exist here. I live in another dimension, mirror to your own, but in it, I'm an Avenger too. So, don't worry. I don't torture people. Well, anymore."

"If the world is so afraid of the Avengers, why do you keep turning to them in times of crisis. You need them, they aren't here to cause destruction, and they are here to stop it, or at least minimize it. Everything that has happened since Tony Stark came out as Iron Man, has been leading up to a greater battle. And He is coming. Don't be stupid. We need all the help we can get. Mutants, InHumans, genetically modified super soldiers, ex assassins, badass scientists who have anger issues, gods, aliens, and even bug people," I teased, and Scott gave a grumpy look.

"Thanos will destroy this world if we don't have people to protect it. No Hydra, but even worse, no world to live in. So ask yourselves, would you rather a small amount of destruction, or the end of the world?"

"I'm not trying to scare you with doomsday messages, but I've seen it. I've been in that world; I've lived through the fear of losing my family, my life to an event like that. More often than not, I was fighting in those battles. I agree that they have to stop, but it's not over yet. A better warning system should be in place for cities and towns that something is about to go down. But the bad guys don't care about civilians lives. They don't care about the numbers, the people they have to hurt to get what they want."

"The Avengers care, otherwise the world would have been in its 4th year of Loki's reign. You know that's true."

"Now, I will be turning the two Hydra heads over to the Supreme Court for judgment, trial and prosecution. You'll find more than enough incriminating evidence on both of them. However, Ross is a special case." I said, turning from the camera to the three bound men. Eyeing Ross, I smirked, unleashing my wings from my back and tilting my head, "I would turn the camera off now."

As I heard a soft beep, signaling that the camera was off, I grabbed Ross's head in my hands and said, "Burn in hell."

Unleashing a blood-curdling scream from my throat, I felt my eyes blaze red as my hands roared to life with flames. I heard a scream of protest from Steve and Tony over the intercom, but it was too late. He was burning, and I reveled in his screams.

And to end it quickly, I snapped his neck, as his body continued to burn. Unwrapping my wings, letting them fold back into my body and looking behind his corpse, I saw Wanda, expression void of emotions.

"Евен тхе девил кноwс wхат ис ригхт, бут хе wилл нот до ит." I said, nodding to her. A tear rolled down her cheek and she replied back, "Ит доес но харм ноw анд тхен то бурн а цандле фор тхе девил."

"Why did you do that?" Steve asked, looking at me horrified.

"Because no one messes with my family. And because I kind of have immunity here. Don't exist? Can't go to jail. Now that I say that, it sounds horrible." I said, rambling as Carson and Malick were untied and led out of the room.

Tony was just watching Ross's burning body, eyes dead, and Bucky gave me a small nod, as in thanks. It confused me but I shook my head and said, "What's done is done. He was going to find a way to weasel out of jail, get out of answering for what he's done in the fight to get the super soldier serum. Erskine wouldn't have wanted it in the hands of a psychotic former general, who wanted an elite team of soldiers designed to destroy whatever they were told. That's not what the formula was ever about, or for."

"I know that Sera, but he may have had leads, names, documents that would have led back to-"

"He had nothing. I already knew that. Any shred of evidence against him, that spoke of Hydra was shredded, destroyed and launched into the sun. He was the slipperiest of them all. Now when I get home, I know how to deal with him."

"Gonna kill him there too?" Tony asked, voice dead.

"Nope. I'm gonna let him reveal himself, like I did here, but he won't see it coming. You all know, even Wanda knows, his head is too twisted after he got his way with the Accords. He wasn't ever going to stay down."

I saw Wanda emerge from the shadows in the glass wall's reflection, putting a hand on my shoulder saying, "He wasn't."

And with that admission, Steve relaxed, looked me straight in the eye and said, "Then thank you."

"Your welcome. I didn't want anyone else to have blood on their hands." My confession changed the atmosphere in the room. The Avengers were more relaxed than I had ever seen them, and then the remembered the burning body beside me.

"That was a fitting end to a horrible man. You did well Sera Stark," Thor said, before adding, "Shouldn't we douse the flames? It is beginning to smell."

"Yeah, I'll put it out," I said, absorbing the fire and heat back into my body, coughing over the smell of burning flesh.

"Woo, energy rush." I said, shaking my head as I felt the surge. Bucky chuckled lightly and it made my heart warm. Well, aside from the fresh fire in my blood.

"Guys, I'll be back. I have one more thing I need to do." I smirked.


Russian Translation:

литтле бирд = little bird

Евен тхе девил кноwс wхат ис ригхт, бут хе wилл нот до ит = The devil knows what is right, but he will not do it.

Ит доес но харм ноw анд тхен то бурн а цандле фор тхе девил = It does no harm every now and then, to burn a candle for the devil.