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The 1940s surprise

Age: 17
Word count: 4270
Summary: While working on something to bring back everyone who'd been blipped, Alena gets sucked into a prototype of the time machine Tony and her were working on, teleporting her back to the 1940s, where she gets to meet some familiar faces.

August 29th, 2022, Avengers Facility, New York:

,,Hey what happens if I press that button?"

Alena asked, pointing to a red button off to the side of their 'time machine'. For the past three months, her, Tony and Natasha had been trying to figure out a way to bring everyone back. The result was a prototype, which none of them were sure was stable yet.

Tony looked up from whatever he was tinkering on to look what the 17 year old was referring to.

,,Hey, no don't touch that, Mini Romanoff, that's the on button. We're not sure it works properly and if you get sucked through, I don't really know how to get you back"

He explained, making a hand gesture to guide her away from the machine. Time wasn't something to be messed with and not by a 17 year old kid of all people.

Alena backed away from the button, hands raised. She wasn't about to risk getting sucked through time to potentially end up with the dinosaurs by accident.

,,Свет (Light), can you check the right corner up there? I think the geometric angle is off by a few degrees"

Natasha butted in, holding up the sketch they made with the exact measurements for it to work. As Alena obliged, she tilted her head and pressed one eye shut to get a better look at where the problem was.

,,Should I flip the switch? That seems to be a major problem"

The 17 year old inquired, eyeing the blue switch suspiciously. It didn't look like it was all the way plugged in so it would do its job, not that she knew what it was supposed to do in the first place.

,,Hey guys, how's it going over here?"

Steve greeted the trio as he entered the room. He looked at his daughter, climbing down from he ladder she was on just seconds ago, before he leaned on one of the tables.

Next thing everyone knew, there was a beep followed by the time machine making noises. Alena's eyes widened as she looked at the blue portal-like opening that seemed to drag her into its vast masses. This wasn't good, she knew that.

,,What did you do? Turn it off"

She yelled into the room, trying to fight against the seemingly unescapable winds of the portal. Panic broke out among the other three, Steve pressing the button repeatedly to turn it off, which only resulted in the machine ejecting sparks among the edges, announcing its collabs. Natasha tried overruning their code in hopes of at least setting the date of the desired time to something reasonable and Tony tried getting as close to Alena as he possibly could without threatening to get sucked in with her.

Alena stretched her arm as far as she could, hoping to grasp Tony's extended hand, but the force pulling her in was too strong. Next thing she knew, she missed his hands by mere centimetres, before she was sucked into the time machines endless possibilities.

The room around her began spinning, flashing glimpses of what could have been in a speed of milliseconds, before she eventually lost consciousness.

....

29th August, 1947, Howard Starks House, Los Angeles:

,,I'm telling you, she just fell through the roof. Mr. Jarvis do I look like I am up for a joke today?"