niagara falls, canada

a little girl is walking around the harsh winter of canadians who are pushing their way around the girl. an older lady who spoke nothing but french. ingrid accidentally bumped into her as she was looking down to the ground taking in a liking for her definitely worn out winter boots which are making her feet cold by the second. the french lady turned around and kicked the little girl down to her feet. the french woman spat harshly at the girl using words that she doesn't understand.

once the french woman turned around and walked away the little continued to make her own way of going this and that way. the little girl tugged her worn out winter jacket and breathed in and out the cold canadian air.

she eventually made her way once it was dark to some city she didn't know. it definitely wasn't in canada anymore people here spoke her language: english.

it felt like she was in a different world people were a lot nicer. well sort of. she found an abandoned box with a blanket in it. ingrid loved it. so she wrapped herself into the blanket and eventually fell asleep into the box. it might've not been comfortable but it worked for her.

the next day probably felt even colder to the little girl with the blanket still wrapped around her bony form what felt like days really took twelve hours she got to brooklyn.

now came the fun part looking for food. after four years of eating nothing but poutine for four years it got tiring real quick. she went to a dumpster and started looking for some halfway decent food that looks edible.

"what's a little girl like yourself doin out here?" a voice said as the little girl didn't budge on turning around and or acknowledging the voice.

"let's get her." another voice said as they harshly kicked the girl in the back which made her yelp. one of them held her up while the other slapped her face. she had tears falling down her cheeks as she tried to hold in her sobs.

"you shouldn't be hurting that girl." a third man said as the man that was holding her threw her into the dumpster like a ragdoll.

she was too scared to even look so she didn't. she lost her appetite not too long ago. what felt like ages the third man was punching the two men that were harming ingrid. then after they ran away holding their bottoms in pain.

the third man looked around for something before he walked backwards towards the dumpster. ingrid was too scared that she closed her eyes seeing if this all was just a horrible dream. which unfortunately it wasn't. by far wasn't a dream.

the man was looking around in the dumpster to see what he was looking for. when he saw a shadow in the corner of his eye he knew he found what he was looking for.

"it's okay, doll." the man said softly not wanting to scare her more than she already is. she was hesitant to even move but the man bent down to grab something. "is this yours?" the man asked as the little girl who nodded her head.

he carefully grabbed the little girl as he then used the blanket to wrap her into it. she muttered something inaudible which he thought was a thanks.

the man brought her back to a building with lots of windows and a door. what was it that those canadians called it? an apartment, house. she couldn't find the right words to describe it but it looked comfy and a feeling she never felt before. warmth.

"what's your name, doll?" the man asked her as they walked into his apartment door, and he grabbed the key.

"ingrid." she muttered so quietly but he still heard it perfectly. he loved her name so much. it sounded beautiful, just like her.

"middle name?" he asked as she shook her head no which meant she didn't. he thought of a middle name fot her the it came to him. rose.

the man walked into his apartment which looks occupied as the man wasn't living alone. the other person had blonde hair that she could tell but that was all she could see.

"steve." the man says to the other man in apartment turned around to see what he was wanting to say. the blonde man got up and bucky gestured to what he had in his arms.

the blonde man was confused definitely as he raised his eyebrow at what he was showing him. "you brought a child, nice one buck." the man known as steve said as he took a couple more steps and he was short so bucky had to lower his hands a little to show the short man. steve moved the blanket a little to see the face of ingrid. she had light dirty blonde hair and stunning blue eyes almost like bucky's, she also had slightly chubby cheeks that made her look adorable. he smiled at the sight of her and ingrid looked at him with a small smile then she went back hiding covering her little face into the blanket.

"what's her name?" steve asked bucky as said brunette man smiled, clearly proud of something.

"ingrid rose." bucky says as steve also smiled obviously liking the name as much as bucky. he was going to name her grace but rose seemed better suiting. mainly because the blanket was a rosie red color.

"i love it, buck." steve said as bucky gently put her onto the couch and propped her up onto a pillow for support. she was content and happy as she had a small smile on her face obviously liking the warmth of her new environment.

it was official that after that day that ingrid rose was going to stay with bucky and steve who knew nothing about taking care of a child but they made it work. they loved her to pieces, and they told her every chance they had too. she and them were both inseparable and didn't want to be away from each other for a while. well mostly ingrid wanting to he close to bucky as much as she could.

so when bucky, steve and a band of soldiers who all named themselves the Howling Commandos. it all seemed to go well, for them save people from danger and all that, particularly HYDRA people. he promised ingrid that he'd come back because her supposed birthday was in two weeks.

she waited excitedly that he'd come back so they  celebrate her birthday. well two weeks later and the day of her party he didn't come back. now she was starting to get worried for him because he promised and he never gave her a chance to not trust him. so why start now, right?

so steve, and the rest of the howling commandos had to break the news to an eight year old girl with a broken heart already broken. that made everything worse for her. she grieved hard would come out her room for about a week on end. then a month later steve had rhe brilliant idea of crashing into the ice, which wasn't that brilliant to ingrid that's for sure. he also promised that he'd come back....well he didn't.

it was official that ingrid rose mason-barnes was an orphan. something she knew very well. well that was the case until she was at a park and she got abducted and beaten and tortured into an alias that would chance her life forever.

this is the story of....the red witch.

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sabrina carpenter as

ingrid rose mason

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sebastian stan as
james buchanan 'bucky' barnes

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chris evans as

steven grant rogers

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rest of the cast as themselves

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