In the dark of night a girl sat in an alley, watching people pass by without a care. She was unique, more unique then most anyway. She was hiding her physical oddities with a hat and her pants. Underneath the pitch black hat she wore were a pair of white wolf ears that matched her hair, hidden in her pants curled up was a fluffy white wolf tail. She was part wolf, genetically made in hydra and the true owner of the name 'White Wolf' she had enhanced senses far past even a wolf's similar to her speed, stealth, and strength. But she hid it during her time at Hydra, resulting in them believing her to be a failed creature. Since she was mute they had no problem just dumping her on the streets. But she was smart, enough so to create her own weapons to survive. Her blue eye stared at a nearing red headed female, she had smelt like weapons so she was on edge. Oh yeah right her title, she's called Lily but her actual name is Ivy. She watched the woman with intense eyes and waited for what ever is going to happen.

"What are you doing out here all alone kid?" The woman asked. Ivy just blinked at her, pretending to be deaf. The woman clapped her hands and although it hurt her ears Ivy showed no reaction.

"Deaf huh? Clint get over here!!" The woman yelled, once again Ivy didn't react. A man jogged over and on instinct Ivy backed away, keeping her eyes on him.

"Fear of males, likely trauma. Clint stay behind me and translate will you?" The woman sighed, the Clint fellow nodding.

"Why are you out here alone kid?" The woman stated, Clint translating it into ASL.

"My dad left me here a while back and I just made it my home." Ivy lied with ease. She easily listened to them talking to each other.

"Wanna come with us kid?" Clint signed.

"I'm 21, not a kid." Ivy signed, rolling her eyes.

"Ever had Vodka?" The woman smirked, watching Ivy's excitement grow as Clint signed.

"I'm Russian, vodka was like water to me!!" Ivy smiled, standing up on slightly odd shaped legs hidden in baggy pants. She had longer legs than most humans and one was twisted unnaturally to the right from something her caretakers did. She's lived with it and people no longer notice it. She was actually the same height as the woman, which surprised the two since she looked like a kid.

"I'm Clint and that's Natasha. What's your name?" Clint signed. Ivy tapped her chin in fake thought.

"Ivy." She nodded as if confirming it in her own head. The adults lead her to a car and reluctantly she got in, unaware they had spotted the Hydra branding on the aide of her neck. They followed in after her and she smelt the distrust coming off in waves. Subconsciously she rubbed the branding and scowled in distaste of it, she hated Hydra and what they did to her.