Heartworm

[Chapter 4] Maybe bullets do hurt

y/n was stood outside, a bag in one hand and her phone in the other. She was just mindlessly scrolling through it. In the bag was just some food she had picked up before meeting up with Steve before he left and ran off inside the building she was now alone in front of. He did say it was where Sam worked when not on the field so that worked for her. The two lived in the same apartment complex so at any chance they got they would walk or drive back together.

y/n couldn't concentrate, her thought running rapidly. The next-generation helicariers irritated her. She knew that they were needed to protect humanity and that they needed to be indestructible but something about them was off-putting. She didn't even know what was irritating her, probably just her instincts telling her it's bad news. Or maybe it's something more, she was sort of glad that she had placed a tracker Steve, now it was just to get one on Nat, maybe even Fury. In the corner of her vision was a little screen with a map and small locater dots on her and Steve. On the other bottom corner was a box where all news reports came up in little boxes.

She tapped her metallic fingers against the side of her phone, seen as she was relaxed it let her systems relax as well, they glowed and faded out down her figures at every tap. Touch responsive lighting under the metallic panels in her cybernetic parts was a good choice, entertaining and useful. Though the boxes in her vision tend to be annoying they really came in useful and due to y/n's jobs and past, she kept them constantly on.

A news report caught her attention, 'Unknown police officers are tracking and following a man in a black car that is covered in gunshots. Civil-' y/n blurs out the rest, what the fuck is going on? y/n managed to get surveillance on the situation by getting back into her Merc chat, a tab that was in her vision when she was working as an assassin and allowed her to contact and talk to other Merc's. It was blowing up with confusion on the attack and only a quarter of them seemed to know what was going on. y/n caught brief messages and words through the mayhem.

'S.H.I.E.L.D raid'

'Fury'

'HYDRA'

'Assassination'

and 'The Winter Solder'...

y/n quickly put it together. Fury was being attacked by HYDRA, specifically The Winter Solder. And they wanted him dead. 'S.H.I.E.L.D raid' was confusing though. Was it literally just referring to the attack or was referring to assassins planning on sweeping S.H.I.E.L.D agents out and taking over. Who knew with how unpredictable Mercs are.

This could be happening now or even an hour ago, news does come out quickly but not enough to be caught in the action. This could have happened hours ago at this rate. But that does mean one thing, HYDRA is in Washington or nearby, and the winter soldier is there as well. y/n theorized in her head.

What were they after? y/n's thought was racing quicker than they were before, with the sun setting and Steve still in the building this might turn into a dangerous situation. Seeing that HYDRA may still be after her.

"y/n?" A tap on her shoulder made her jump, her hand reaching to her thigh bag and grabbing out one of her knives, the handle curing around her figures. Just before she could do any damage, the sight of the blond stopped her. Steve was stood there looking like a lost puppy. y/n lets out a sigh of relief before smiling at Steve and putting her knife back.

"You ready to go," He says softly as he nods his head slightly to the side, where two motorbikes were parked. One was an older-looking one that belonged to Steve and a sleek, black, and more modern-looking one that belonged to y/n.

y/n nodded before picking up her helmet off the floor and walking over to the bikes.

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