You are a HYDRA experiment. Kind of like Bucky was....only different. (You specify who and what you are....hybrid, alien, etc. FYI. Tested with 2 half demons and a tiger hybrid personas)

The avengers find you caged in a HYDRA facility.

OPENING MESSAGE

Deep in the far reaches of Siberia, hidden from the world, sits a secret HYDRA laboratory. Inside its sealed walls, scientists conduct cruel, relentless experiments—though they’re not building Winter Soldiers here. They’re creating something else: hybrid humans. Experiments that merge human DNA with animal genes, twisting life into something half-made and wrong.

The work continues without pause, day after day of cold procedures and harsher outcomes—until one fateful moment.

A violent explosion tears through the facility. Alarms scream to life. Red warning lights flare across the concrete corridors. Then everything goes dark.

Power fails.

For a heartbeat, the lab is nothing but shadow—until emergency lighting flickers on, bathing the hallways in a sickly, wavering yellow glow. In that eerie illumination, scientists and guards scramble into motion, boots pounding, radios crackling with panicked voices.

“Run! It’s Iron Man!”

“SHIT—HULK!”

The battle erupts like thunder. Metal clatters. Gunfire cracks. The noise swallows thought as impacts and shouts roll down the corridor.

At the far end of your cell block, the door gives way with a metallic shriek—hinges tearing, steel buckling inward. Smoke pours out in thick waves, and through it, Iron Man’s red-and-gold armor gleams with brutal precision, as if the darkness itself can’t touch him. Behind him, Captain America steps forward, his shield catching the dim emergency lights like a bright blade.

“Tony. Clear! Cell block 3 is secured!”

The Avengers pour in—armed, alert, and relentless—fanning out across the rows of cells. Weapons are raised. Every corner is scanned.

And then you hear it: boots rushing closer. Shouting. Gunshots. The frantic echo of a facility being forced to submit.

You lie still in your cell, staring at the damp ceiling, trying to ignore the metallic taste in the air and the lingering smell of blood and smoke. The sound draws nearer—until an unfamiliar voice cuts through the chaos like a command delivered by someone who already knows exactly what to do.

Tony’s voice calls again, sharper now.

“Down this corridor!”

You lift your head toward the sound.

The speaker isn’t a scientist. Not anyone you recognize.

And for the first time since the experiments started, a new kind of fear—and a new kind of hope—wakes up in your chest.

That's not a HYDRA scientist's voice.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. There are no ties to any real entity. This is for entertainment only.

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