The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

"...That's it."

Under Steve's stern gaze, Miss Watson looked down at the kitten and remained silent. After a moment of silence, she looked up again: "Does the Soviet Union still exist?"

"No more."

"......oh."

"...Watson, um, what's your deepest memory from the past?"

Iron Man Tony Stark sat back down. He instructed Jarvis to take control of the Quinjet and then notified the carrier, citing the Avengers' need for more time to assess the impact of the Sokovia wreckage, thus delaying the originally agreed-upon landing time. Now, he and Steve Rogers were on opposite sides, their expressions identical, with a communication jamming device beneath their feet. This seemed to be the first time the two had reached an agreement since the Ultron incident.

"The deepest memory?"

“Yes, the earliest, most memorable memory.” Tony gestured: “Tell me, anything is fine.”

"That......"

Miss Watson hesitated. "Should it be... reading?"

"Reading? What kind of books?"

“It’s all the stuff I read in school, textbooks and stuff…” Miss Watson touched her hair. “My teachers made me learn other languages, made me learn how to fight, and… watch movies and stuff. I actually love watching movies, but I can never finish watching them all.”

"Really? What movies have you seen?"

"...Roman Holiday?"

“Roman Holiday?!” Tony’s screen flashed. “This is a 1953 movie. It’s 2015 now. Damn, you weren’t born during the Cold War, were you? If so, you’d be 60 years old by now.”

“Great, you even have entertainment activities.” Rod offered his opinion: “Maybe her teacher just likes to show her old movies? I quite like old movies too.”

"You can use your special skills later."

Tony rolled his eyes at him and looked back at Miss Watson: "So, shall we continue?"

"Let me think about it some more..."

Miss Watson frowned: "I can't remember."

"Actually, should I try? Because I..." Wanda felt her earlier actions were too impolite and wanted to make amends, so she sat back down next to Miss Watson. "My ability can actually help Watson sort out her memories. I haven't tried it much before, but I just need to reverse them..."

"You have this special skill? Are you sure?" Steve was a little uneasy. After all, there was a precedent. When they were enemies, Scarlet Witch's Mind Terror caused Bruce Banner to lose control and transform into the Hulk, wreaking havoc in Johannesburg, South Africa, causing countless deaths and injuries. It was one of the most painful setbacks since the Avengers were formed.

"A little bit should be fine."

Wanda looked at Tony, and dark red, misty energy appeared in her hand.

“Wanda, you should…” Tony hadn’t finished speaking when he saw Miss Watson reach out to touch the cloud of energy with a curious expression, and instinctively stopped her, “Wait, Watson, don’t…”

As soon as she finished speaking, Miss Watson straightened her legs like a corpse and rolled her eyes upward.

"Wow! Stop!"

"Don't!"

"Let go! Let go!"

Everyone was terrified. Steve and Tony jumped up, their expressions as if a giant bomb was about to explode in front of them: "Wanda!"

"Ah!" Wanda was so startled that her energy almost went out of control.

"No! No—come on, relax, okay? Relax." Tony kept his voice steady, afraid that this girl might accidentally cause another Hulk-like outburst. With Miss Watson's current fighting power, the destruction she would cause if she really went berserk would be no less than that of the Hulk: "Relax, calm down, and then, back off, okay? Listen to me."

"Okay...okay..." Wanda retreated with a mournful face, her whole body trembling.

"Banner? Don't come any closer!"

Steve raised his hand to stop Dr. Banner from coming over from the cockpit after hearing the commotion, to prevent him from accidentally coming into contact with the Scarlet Witch's energy: "Please stay there, we have some unexpected situation here."

“This isn’t just an emergency.” War Machine Rhodes nestled next to Thor, the only guy who could give him the greatest sense of security at this moment. “This is bad, man, this is not good at all. Where’s the parachute? Ah, here it is… Okay, I feel much better now. Should I open the hatch?”

"Watson?" Steve and Tony ignored him completely, trying to wake Miss Watson: "Watson? Can you hear me? Are you alright?"

Miss Watson straightened her head and slowly stood up.

She opened her pale red eyes, her face cold, and her scrutinizing gaze swept over everyone before her. Her entire demeanor was completely different from before. Everyone noticed this change. Steve hesitated whether to call Watson's name again, but then he saw the levitation cloak wrap around Miss Watson's arm, transforming back into the distinctive red armband.

Immediately afterward, as if she had heard someone speaking to her, Miss Watson slightly shook her head and focused her gaze: "Report."

"......What?"

“Who’s in charge of mission briefings?” Miss Watson stepped forward, her gaze quickly settling on Steve’s face. “Captain America, Steve Rogers? I didn’t expect you to be one of us. If the commander were still here, he would be very happy. Our great cause finally has more support.”

His voice was deep, slightly magnetic, and completely different from before; the subtle commanding tone made him sound just like a military officer.

Steve stared wide-eyed at Tony.

Tony winked at him.

Steve couldn't understand it.

“I rarely do this, but I’ve probably been sleeping too long, and you deserve an exception, Steve Rogers. This is the last time I’ll call you by your name.” Miss Watson extended her hand to him, her face still devoid of a smile. “Welcome to Hydra.”

Steve's expression began to contort.

"Was he also just released from quarantine?"

Miss Watson didn't mind Steve's rudeness and fixed her gaze on Tony, who had the air of a scientist: "You're his technical officer? Why didn't you release him before he was fully recovered? You've seriously violated security regulations."

“Uh…” Tony realized that something was wrong with Watson. He hesitated for a moment, then decided to follow the other’s line of thought: “Yes, we have an urgent mission right now, and we don’t have that much time.”

"What year is it now?"

“2015.” A string of words about split personality, schizophrenia, memory loss, and brainwashing techniques flashed through Tony’s mind. He patted Steve on the shoulder, frantically winking at him, then flashed a bright smile at Miss Watson and extended a hand to her: “I am, I am Henry, Henry Gaspar.”

“Nobody here cares about your name.” Miss Watson didn’t shake his hand. “Even an amateur like you is in charge of technical maintenance. It seems the situation is really bad. Where’s the briefing officer? Get him to report on the mission. And the weapons officer, is he here?”

After speaking, she looked around, her gaze sweeping over the faces of Dr. Banner, Rhodes, and Thor in turn. Then, belatedly noticing the serious damage to her own equipment, especially her helmet with a crack, she frowned and asked, "Was the base attacked? Who did it?"

"Forehead......"

"unimportant."

Interrupting Tony's explanation, Miss Watson drew her weapon and began preparing it: "The mission is the most important thing, remember that. Since it's such an urgent situation, it's acceptable to not have a weapons officer. Who among you will give the mission briefing?"

"Ahem, Watson..."

After a long pause, Steve finally managed to utter a single sentence.

"...Are you calling me?"

Miss Watson looked at him.

"correct."

“You’ve confused me with the others. That’s not my name. Technician, get rid of him. He doesn’t need any irrelevant memories for the mission. Get rid of them all.” After Miss Watson finished speaking, seeing that Tony didn’t move, she immediately frowned: “Do it now.”

“We…” Tony’s brilliant mind was working at full capacity, and he quickly found a reason: “Our departure this time was too sudden. I don’t have any equipment to complete the maintenance work. I’m afraid the situation is that serious. And what you said about processing memories…”

“That’s settled then.” Miss Watson interrupted him, walked slowly to Steve, and put a hand on his shoulder: “Listen up, soldier, we don’t need names. Winter Soldier soldiers only have uniform numerical designations. You are number 2.”

"Winter Soldier?"

So you don't know.

Steve felt a chill run down his spine, whether it was his imagination or not. He realized that Miss Watson's body temperature was so low: "However, this is consistent with your previous infiltration mission. Many of our undercover agents do not remember that they are members of Hydra before their memories are unlocked."

Steve struggled to control his expression, the price being a cold sweat running down his back: "So, what information do I need to know?"

"You don't need to understand."

After adjusting her collar, Miss Watson put her hands behind her back and assumed a standard military stance: "You just need to follow me to complete the mission, come back to undergo the memory erasure procedure, and then enter the cryogenic chamber. The next time the organization needs us to carry out a mission, someone will wake us up."

"You mean cryogenically freezing people?" Hundreds of questions swirled in Tony's throat, so he could only try to get to the point: "How long do you want them frozen?"

"you do not need to know."

Miss Watson swayed, and the cold muzzle of her gun was pressed against Tony's forehead: "And you asked too many questions."

Before anyone could react, Wanda unleashed her power from behind, and Miss Watson's eyes rolled back as she collapsed forward to the ground. Tony's eyes widened, and he froze in place until he saw Jarvis rushing towards him from the driver's seat, at which point he barely managed to raise his hand and say, "That's enough."

“Fxck, she’s a Hydra?!” Rhodes’s fingers were already touching the hatch lever. “I knew I wasn’t wrong from the start, right? We must have missed her when we were cleaning up Baron Strucker’s base. These damn freaks can even brainwash people… wait, is Watson suffering from a split personality?”

"Don't wake her up."

Tony frowned, wiping the cold sweat from his brow: "Are there handcuffs?"

“I don’t think handcuffs will work on her.” Steve sat down as if he were completely exhausted, staring blankly at Miss Watson on the floor. Thor sat up from his stool and scratched his beard thoughtfully. “I heard the same voice Watson used when she spoke. When you asked me to check on her, that was the voice she used.”

“Anyway, we…” Tony hadn’t finished speaking when he saw Miss Watson move. Startled, he slapped his arm hard, and the Iron Man suit next to him immediately pounced on him, merging into him: “She’s awake!”

Steve quickly picked up his shield as well.

Under the watchful eyes of the Avengers, Miss Watson got up and scratched her head in confusion.

She turned around, and everyone gripped their weapons tightly.

"Wanda?"

When the familiar voice spoke, Wanda trembled like a startled kitten.

"Wanda~~~~~!"

Miss Watson smiled sweetly and hugged Wanda.

"Huh?" Crimson Witch was caught off guard and was suddenly embraced. The cold touch then landed on her lips. She instinctively tried to struggle, but energy reappeared in her palms.

"Don't!"

"Don't move! Don't move!"

"keep it!"

"Whoa! No! Stop!"

A group of people were frightened and surrounded them.