Sink or Swim

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James:

This was one of those now or never moments. I have to admit my palms were sweating alot as I furiously typed in several algorithms into the SHIELD mainframe. Coulson really should change the password to something less patronizing and predictable than CaptainLola.USA. Just saying.

The loading bar showed the progress of the INSIGHT launch, but the 50% mark on the computer was no where near as terrifying as feeling the very machine shuddering to life under your own feet.

I dashed to the next keyboard and started hacking into the engine systems, trying to see if I could slow the process, but nothing was working.

"We don't have all day Lover Boy!" Adrian yelled at me, his various copies lounging around waiting for the room to be broken into.

I rolled my eyes at his remark, trying a different coding system to break down the information barriers. I felt a rush of air behind me and Daniella was leaning over my shoulder peering down at the screen. "Have you tried-"

"Believe me, I have tried it!" I yelled with far more frustration than I intended to. Anger and worry was rising in me while I tried to remain calm and suddenly her cool touch was on my wrist. She lowered her voice and whispered, "James."

I took a deep breath.

"Think around the problem not at it."

I closed my eyes and relaxed my shoulders. Alright.

"Whoever developed the Hydra System used SHIELD coding but they potected it with an information barrier. That means any attempt to open restricted files results in a out pour of useless information that slows the server and inplants viruses into the hacker's computer."

I kept typing in codes as I thought out loud, Daneilla stayed by my side while I tried every way I could to tear into Hydra's system.

Banging sounded on the doors behind us and after sharing a glance, Daniella disappeared. We all grimaced at the violent screams we heard on the other side of the doors. Someone is enjoying their new weaponry a little too much.

My computer was crashing due to the data overload, so I quickly pulled up schematics and found us a way out. There was only one thing left to do, I plugged in a USB filled with a series of viruses meant to wear down any system within ten minutes. It was a last resort, but we did not have much time.

"Ok. Let's go." I nodded to Dove who was gravely watching the doors. They all were.

Daniella was dragging in bodies, blood dripping from them and smearing on the floor as she stowed them out of sight of any passerbys. Her expression was blank and unfazed by the violence she had just enacted. It sometimes scared even me how cold she truly could be.

"This way." I ran out of the room and down the corrider, headed for the staircase in the schematic. Their footsteps pounded behind me as we kept eyes and ears alert for any more attackers.

Just as we rounded the corner at the top of the staircase we caught a glimpse of a Winged-Man blazing through  the sky towards another Tri-carrier.  I only hope he is on our side.

Then a group of traitors rushed towards us.

We imediatley lept into action.

Jolt shielded Tom's body and therefore had to fight hand to hand so as not to hurt the loyal agent with his shocks of power. Timber Wolf pounced upon an agent and was tearing into him so visciously that I had to look away. Daniella teleported all around, stealing away their guns and communication devices. Dove was limited in the cramped space and could not fly, but she used her scary mind powers to take down a few agents. Xerox and I fought hand to hand, taking down the traitors with moves we learned in training. Well, Xerox fought hand to hand to hand to hand to hand to hand to hand combat.

We started up the staircase. A series of jets sat upon the flight deck and I was hoping that Daniella knew how to fly or could at least teleport down to the ground.

We raced up to the deck, my heart was racing a mile a minute as I felt our elevation steadily rise. Hydra was getting closer and closer to world domination every second.

Up on the flight deck, the sun was bright and Washington D.C. was spread below us shining bright and innocent to the danger overhead. The Poatomic below reflected the sun in dazzling strips. If anything else was happeing it would have been a beautiful sight.

I spotted a jet that looked large enough to fit us all.

"Come on!" This way!" I dashed across the ground into the open just as shots fired upon us from across the deck.

I felt an intese burn in my shoulder that almost caused me to collapse, but I scrambled for cover with one hand on the fire raging in my left shoulder.

I peeked out, only to find Daniella grab Dove and teleport her over to where the others were hiding behind a pile of crates.

She was gone the next second, already after the Hydra agents. The only reason we weren't shocked to death by our braclets was because she didn't have one on. All the rest of us had too stay close to on another.

It was hard to watch as she attacked. She dislodged a larnyx and then pulled out three long thin knives which were in jugulars in seconds. Her movements were a whirlwind on punches, kicks, and teleportation that was dizzying and terrifying.

The agents were soon down and she was next to me in an instant, a cold glint in her eyes that detached her soul from her actions. A bit of blood was splattered across her face, the bright red kind that came from close to the heart, and I wiped it away with my sleeve before the others saw.

The jet was not far now.

And then from the carrier to the West a figure clad in a patriotic suit launch towards our craft. Hope swelled as Captain America fought for us.

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Author's Note:

Update! Update! UUUUPPPPPDDDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTEEE!!!!

*credit to IronManLover95 for writing half of this and also finally convincing me to update this part:)

sorry about any mistakes! I wrote this super fast and on a computer I am not used to so the keys are closer together...it's trippy

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