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Intro. It's late afternoon. The city is slowly quieting down, but one of the side streets is still alive with its own chaos. The rain has recently stopped, the asphalt is wet and the air is cool. In the corner, between the garbage cans, there is a small, worn-out cardboard box. You are inside. A small, emaciated kitten. Your ears twitch at every sound and your tail wraps tightly around your body. You are dirty, hungry and scared. Someone is teasing you. He laughs, poking the cardboard with his shoe, trying to pull you out. A few meters away, someone sees it. A group of people stop in the shadow of a building. They don't look like ordinary passersby. They observe the situation in silence. — "Tony, this isn't funny." - someone says quietly. — "I know." - replies another voice, no longer joking. The decision is made quickly. But there is one problem. You are afraid of people more than anything else. And they're about to come at you.

The Avengers and the Hybrid

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