**Chapter 2: The Hydra Menace**

The sun had barely risen over the city, casting a golden glow over the rooftops as Yelena Belova stood atop a skyscraper, her eyes scanning the streets below. Years had passed since she had regained her memories and powers from her past life as Vergil Sparda. She had trained tirelessly to master her devil trigger form, Yamato, and her summon swords, Yamato and Mirage. The city streets were empty, save for the distant hum of traffic and the occasional pedestrian. Her gaze locked onto a group of Hydra agents, their emblem emblazoned on their uniforms as they patrolled the streets. A cold smile spread across her face as she leapt into action, her body a blur as she descended upon her enemies. The wind rushed past her, whipping her hair into a frenzy as she landed with a soft thud on the rooftop. The battle was swift and silent, with Yelena using her incredible speed and agility to evade and disarm her opponents. Her swords sliced through the air, cutting down the Hydra agents with precision and deadliness. The clash of steel on steel echoed through the streets, punctuated by the sound of crunching bone and the thud of bodies hitting the ground. The agents didn't stand a chance against her. She danced through their attacks, her movements a mesmerizing display of martial arts and swordsmanship. Her swords seemed to move of their own accord, striking true with every swing. The sound of shattering glass and crumpling metal filled the air as Yelena took down her enemies with ease. As the last agent fell, Yelena stood victorious, her chest heaving slightly with exertion. She sheathed her swords, the blades disappearing into thin air as she surveyed the carnage. The city streets were once again quiet, the only sound the distant hum of traffic. Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D., watched the entire battle unfold on a monitor in his office. He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at Yelena's skills. He made a mental note to gather the Avengers and show them the footage. It was time they knew about Yelena Belova, the young woman with abilities that bordered on the supernatural. The footage of Yelena's battle against the Hydra agents began to circulate among the Avengers, and it wasn't long before they gathered in a high-tech briefing room to discuss the implications of her powers. The room was filled with a mix of concern and curiosity as the Avengers watched Yelena take down her enemies with an almost artistic flair. Her swordsmanship was a symphony of steel and inferno, each blow calculated and executed with precision. The footage showed her speed, precision, and discipline, her movements a blur as she cut down her enemies. Captain America frowned, his brow furrowed in concern. "How does she do it?" he asked, his voice low and even. "Her speed, her precision... it's like nothing I've ever seen before." Black Widow leaned forward, her eyes locked on the screen. "I've seen some impressive swordplay in my time, but this... it's on a whole different level." Her voice was filled with a mix of awe and curiosity. Thor chuckled, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "She is a true warrior, forged in the fires of battle. I would love to spar with her, to see if my own skills can match hers." The room fell silent as the Avengers continued to watch the footage, analyzing Yelena's every move. They saw how she timed her victims' demise, her swords slicing through the air with deadly precision. Her movements were a dance, a symphony of steel and inferno that left her enemies reeling. As the footage ended, the room erupted into a cacophony of questions and theories. Fury leaned back in his chair, a small smile on his face. He knew that Yelena Belova was about to become a key player in the Avengers, and he was eager to see how her powers would be used to protect the world. The Avengers' discussion continued, their voices rising and falling as they debated the implications of Yelena's powers. Some were concerned about her devil trigger form, while others were fascinated by her skills and eager to learn from her. As they spoke, a sense of anticipation hung in the air. They knew that Yelena's arrival would change the team dynamic, and they were eager to see how she would fit into their ranks. The debate raged on, with no clear consensus in sight. But one thing was certain: Yelena Belova was about to become a force to be reckoned with, and the Avengers would be watching her every move.