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✯ Raccoon Catcher ✯
Cora Marie Matthews
Abilities: Rapid cellular regeneration, multiple language fluency, HYDRA combat training and weapon proficiency, manipulation through sympathy tactics, increased pain tolerance
Role: Ex-HYDRA Science Experiment/Avenger-in-training
Age: 91 years old (Appearance of a 20-something year old)
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: It's complicated
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 119 lbs.
Health and Well-Being: Other than constant operation and chemical experimentation by HYDRA operatives in the past, Cora has a clean bill of health
Scars/Piercings/Tattoos: N/A
Known Language(s): English, German, Russian, French, Italian, Spanish
Notable Relationships:
- Irene Matthews
- Mother (Deceased)
- Nathaniel Matthews
- Father (Deceased)
- Alice Matthews
- Sister (Deceased)
- Ann Matthews
- Sister (Deceased)
- Benjamin Matthews
- Brother (Deceased)
- Nicholas Matthews
- Brother (Deceased)
- Lillie Matthews
- Sister (Deceased)
- Valerie Mathews
- Sister (Deceased)
- Christopher Mathews
- Brother (Deceased)
- Steve Rogers
- Fiancé
- Irene Matthews
City of Birth: Brooklyn, NY
Criminal Record: Previous affiliation with HYDRA
General Background: Cora was born into a large but poor family. She inadvertently got herself mixed into HYDRA when answering an ad looking for test subjects. Many people weren’t as opposed to experimentation as they used to be before Steve Rodgers had become Captain America. The company was offering much needed money so Cora answered. Upon arriving to the posted address, she was taken to an underground bunker. Little did she know, she wouldn’t leave that bunker for decades.
Cora was, at first, entirely adverse to HYDRA for taking her captive. But years and years of brainwashing can take its toll on your rational thinking. She began to believe that Captain America and any of his associates were pure evil. HYRDA trained her to kill, as much as it was against everything she had believed before this became her life.
Through many forms of painful experimentation, she had somewhere along the way gained the ability of what HYDRA called "rapid cellular regeneration." It essentially gave her the ability to live forever. Any wound was healed almost instantly, though larger ones (such as a severed limb) could take a few minutes. It was something HYDRA highly treasured and couldn't seem to replicate. In order to keep from losing their prized possession, they would move her from base to base constantly and keep her contact with the outside world as minimal as possible.
Agents, soldiers, commanders... they would all come and go. They would age and die, but Cora stayed young. They constantly tested the extent of her abilities, watching her die and come back to life. They tried to replicate her abilities through repeating the same experiments on other subjects but they would all die far before they even got through half the tests she had survived. So they tried to transplant her blood, her tissues, her organs, anything but the subjects would get violently ill as their bodies rejected the transplant, often resulting in death.
Cora was recently rescued from a HYDRA base by the one and only Captain America. After an HYDRA invasion to Avengers Tower in an attempt to retrieve her, Cora turned against them. She is currently under supervision through a tracking bracelet that records her vitals, location, and various other important elements to keep tabs on her.
Important Goals or Desires: To full retain her memories, to destroy any trace of HYDRA
General Personality: Cora is a generally kind person, despite the circumstances she has gotten herself into. She loves to learn and spent the majority of her time studying everything from language to math to arts while imprisoned by HYDRA. She can be very manipulative and quickly turn a situation on its head. A conversation with her may seem like fun and games as she makes a constant stream of sarcastic remarks but she uses them as a device to encourage her enemy to let her guard down.
Having been shown the worst of the Avengers and brainwashed for years, she was under the impression that they were everything that's wrong with the world. If she were given the chance, she would've gone after them herself. The leaders of HYDRA, however, refused to release her because she lacks the inhuman physical and mental advantages that would allow her to defeat them permanently and her emotional willpower was deemed "unstable".
Her attitude toward the constant experimentation was quiet compliance. After all, compliance, she was told, would be rewarded. She was unaware that the members of HYDRA only viewed her as a pawn in their game, their brainwashing causing her to see them as the heroes. Having been locked in a bunker for decades, she was unaware of the actual passage of time despite watching people she once viewed as friends age and die.
Having now met the Avengers and been unofficially officially dubbed an "Avenger in training," she no longer sees the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. as the enemy. Though her emotions are generally stable, she can experience episodes of intense aggression and lack of sympathy when it comes to members of HYDRA that played a key role in her imprisonment. She currently struggles with understanding her "memories" and trying to determine what is fact and what is fiction. Despite experiencing inexplicable emotions toward Steve Rogers, she has yet to piece together her past with him.
Cora runs her fingers along the cracked spine of a leather-bound dictionary. It had been given to her as a birthday present a long, long time ago. Time hadn’t meant much to Cora but it seemed to mean plenty to things that saw a lot of use and to other people. Time would make their skin sag. It would make their wrinkles more prominent. It would make their voices sad and their bodies tired. In the grand scheme of things, time would kill them. Sometimes she would forget that they had died. Sometimes she would forget death was a thing, let alone a word. She would, on occasion, ask for this person or that person. The response would be short and emotionless. “They’re dead” and it would take her a moment to recall what dead actually meant.
She flips idly through the book, skimming the pages as these thoughts crossed her mind. She was shaken from them as her gaze fell upon a certain word. “Cage. Noun. A structure of bars or wires in which birds or other animals are confined. A prison cell or camp. An open framework forming—“ She cuts herself off as she snaps the book shut, lifting her gaze to the bars that formed the fourth wall of the room she was in. She walks over to these bars, reaching through to tap one of the soldiers on the shoulder. He jumps slightly and looks over his shoulder to her, his face masked. “Excuse me. Am I in a cage?” Receiving only a grunt in response, she sighs.
This was boring. They usually played a game by now. At least, that’s what they called it. It wasn’t much of a game, seeing as she always won and the titles were far too long to pay attention to. Something along the lines of “Let’s see who can withstand more electrocution” or “Who can lose the most blood and still be alive?” Just as she was beginning to contemplate a new game, the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps breaks the silence. The figured approaches quickly but stays in the straight-backed, even pace of soldier. After he whispers something to one of the guards, he exits and the pair of guards open her cell.
Each takes her by an arm and they start off down the corridor. "Where are we going?" One jars her to the side a bit with a grunt. They certainly weren't being all too gentle. "But, why?" As they pass through various doors and locks, another pair of soldiers drops in to follow them and another pair to precede them, none of which seemed keen on answering her questions. They ascend a set of concrete stairs, all the soldiers steps, perfectly in time. This was a procedure the soldiers had practiced countless times but one with which she was unfamiliar. She follows along in silence being jostled this way and that or being shoved into a certain direction as they make a turn. It wasn't exactly fun but it was a lot less boring than things were before.
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