Phil: Barton, talk to me!
Barton: One shot one kill, just give the word.
After a few seconds of radio silence, Barton once again locks onto the man.
Barton: Hello handsome
The man races through the tunnel and comes across the men carrying y/n.
y/n: Oh hey... get him!
The man barrels straight through the men, knocking the already damaged y/n to the ground again.
y/n: Ah! You asshole!
After some more travelling, the man finally makes it to mjolnir, right before he reaches it a fist is swung across his jaw. A huge shield agent stood before him, he sized him up as the man did the same.
Man: You're big... fought bigger.
The man and the agent came crashing through a wall and into the mud, sending them sliding. Meanwhile, Barton still has the man in his sights. Coulson hurries through the tunnel, waiting to give the order when he stops. He sees a full blown lightning storm churning directly above the hammer. Jane can see all the agents swarming into the cube.
Jane: No...
The man and the massive agent are still fighting in in the mud, for a second the man sees mjolnir before his view is blocked by the agent. Rain and blood run down his face. The man swings his legs in front of him and knocks the man down hard. The man runs straight past him and rips open the plastic wall to the tunnel, he stands there: soaking, bleeding, caked with wet earth. His hammer rests just a few feet before him, crackling with energy- Coulson steps in the room.
As the man approaches mjolnir it begins to glow, Coulson notices this and he is interested. Barton is once again in range- his fingers around his bow's rope.
Phil: Barton... hold your fire.
Coulson watch with anticipation as the man wraps his hand around the weapon. He smiled arrogantly, he lifts his hand.... but the hammer does not budge. The man seems confused, he tries again- this time with two hands... nothing. Now he is angry, screaming, but still the hammer remains. Coulson seems disappointed.
Phil: Ground units move in, shows over.
The man kneels in front of the hammer, broken. Jane lowers her binoculars, sensing things haven't gone to plan. She goes to help him but is chased down by attack dogs.
Phil: You alright kid?
y/n: I feel like shit, I can't move.
Phil: It'll pass, your mom's gonna call you in a while.
y/n: And you came to check up on me? Aww Phil that's sweet.
Phil: You put up a good fight, Nick shouldn't have put you up to this.
y/n: Yeah the other Nick was definitely more responsible.
Phil: Did you know the other me?
y/n: Of course I did.
Phil: What am I like?
y/n: Well let's put it this way, the other you likes me a lot more.
They both chuckle at this before Phil has look of admiration on his face.
Phil: Brave kid... I gotta go interrogate that guy.
y/n: Give him hell agent Coulson!
Phil: Anything you say agent Romanoff.
