Виолетта / ˈvī(ə)lət
violetta / violet
1. a stunningly beautiful girl. She's a sweet girl, but a feisty one, who makes sure she gets what she wants. She's a crazy being, that's fast, smart, and brave. She isn't afraid of anything.
2. a blueish-purp...
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Camp Lehigh Wheaton, New Jersey April 2014
Steve lay there momentarily as he waited for the falling debris to settle. He was clutching Natasha tightly to his chest, but he couldn't see Iola. He heard movement and breathed a mental sigh of relief. Then, the events that just happened slammed into his head.
HYDRA never died, Iola knew Peggy, Iola knew Bucky, how was she still alive? How did she escape HYDRA? How come she forgot everything about herself?
Steve felt the cold emotion of panic wash over him, realising that Iola has jumped first, yet was nowhere to be seen. He eventually came to his senses and desperately pushed his shield up to remove the debris above them. Natasha stirred, groaning as the pain in her head was throbbing. Steve got to his feet and pulled Natasha up with him. He looked down into their shelter and noticed Iola wasn't there. His eyes scanned the area, but it would be near impossible to see anything over the dust and smoke.
"Steve, where is she?" Natasha spoke, as she too noticed the absence of the blonde.
"I don't know Nat." He spoke honestly.
"Iola?" He shouted, but his voice only echoed off the walls, she wasn't here.
Voices started to increase in volume after a moment, as S.H.I.E.L.D. agents began to surround the building. Steve mentally cursed, they couldn't wait around or else they would be compromised.
"We have to go, Nat." He stated, already hoisting her arm around his shoulder and moving away from the noise.
"Not without Iola, Steve. We can't leave her behind."
Steve ignored the red head and proceeded to drag the limping girl away from the bombed site.
Iola watched them go. She was hunched behind a copious amount of rubble as she watched Steve and Natasha leave. Her heart broke, but she knew she needed to figure out what the hell just happened. She glanced down to her feet, the broken, burning portrait of Peggy Carter stared back. Iola couldn't help but let a singular tear fall down her cheek.
When the two disappeared from sight, Iola finally decided to move. That was until she was greeted by the nozzle of Rumlow's gun.
"Miss me, sunshine?"
***
Steve and Natasha sat in Sam Wilson's kitchen, thinking everything over. They were both trying to comprehend where Iola had disappeared to, Steve coming to the conclusion that she ran after learning about her affiliation with HYDRA.
"Where could she go?" Natasha was the one to break the silence.
"I don't know Nat, but I know that she's out there alone, as a fugitive, with absolutely no help."
