Victor was excited, almost exhilarated, to start work in his new workshop. They had set him up a nice spot in the basement, easy access to generators and still keeping him and his creations away from the eyes of the public. Weaponry made to fight those he met here. They all thought SHIELD was so good here, yet if they only knew what SHIELD truly planned to do. He smirked to himself, his space already covered with cables, wires, white sheets, and dusty books. He wanted to build something for Wanda yet. The gorgeous, powerful, vulnerable Wanda. Something that combined magic and technology, to capture her essence, bottle it up, use it as a weapon. He liked that idea.
But ideas would have to come later. Now, he need to sort out his power source. He hefted a giant cable down the door, pushing open the generator site. Three of them sat there, prettily and awaiting his arrival. He started connecting the cable, tapping and- black out.
"Ah. Shit." Victor cursed in Russian, a language that he speaks more and more now. "Fuck. Shit. Fuck."
