Within the next year, we were trying to find Rumlow. This time I think we may be able to get him.
We were in Lagos, Nat, Wanda, and I were sitting in a small cafe outside, under cover.
"All right, what do you see?" Steve asks.
"Standard beat cops. Small station. Quiet street. It's a good target." Wanda says.
"There's an ATM in the south corner, which means..."
"Cameras." I say, taking a sip of my coffee.
"Both cross streets are one way."
"So, compromised escape routes." Wanda says.
"Means our guy doesn't care about being seen, he isn't afraid to make a mess on the way out. You see that Range Rover halfway up the block?" Steve asks.
"Yeah, the red one? It's cute."
"It's also bulletproof, which means private security, which means more guns, which means more headaches for somebody. Probably us." Nat says.
"You guys know I can move things with my mind, right?"
"Looking over your shoulder needs to become second nature." I say as she looks over and sips her drink.
"Anybody ever tell you you're a little paranoid?" Sam asks me.
"Not to my face. Why? Did you hear something?" I smile.
"Eyes on target, folks. This is the best lead we've had on Rumlow in six months. I don't want to lose him."
"If he sees us coming that won't be a problem. He kind of hates us." Sam says.
"Sam, see that garbage truck? Tag it."
There's a pause, "That truck's loaded for max weight. And the driver's armed."
"It's a battering ram." Nat says.
"Go now."
"What?" Wanda asks.
"He's not hitting the police." Wanda uses her power to fly off as
Nat and I run down the road, she gets on a motorcycle with me behind her. I hold onto her as she speeds off. I take out my Baton from inside my coat, I turn it on as we approach the building. "Rumlow has a biological weapon."
"We're on it." I say
Nat tips the motorcycle and we leap off, making the motorcycle slide into a soldier.
I run up and hit a soldier with my Baton, I the leap up and wrap my legs around another mans neck, swinging down and electrocuting him. As I turn, someone grabs my throat...Rumlow. "Look who it is." He yanks me down and drabs me across the ground by my hair. I try to hit him with my Baton but he smacks it away. I flip up and kick his chest, ducking as he tries to punch me. "You've always been a little whore." He picks me up in the air by my throat.
I gasp for air as he punches my side multiple times, knocking the wind out of me as he hurls me into a tree. I hold onto my side, gasping for air as I see Nat get thrown out of the truck by a small explosion.
She crawls over to me, "What hurts...where are you hurt?"
"S-side...Throat." I gasp in pain. "Can't...breathe."
Nat puts me on my side and rubs my back, I close my eyes as I start to breathe. "Better?" She asks, I only nod as she pulls me up. "We have to hurry."
I run through the pain, getting on the motorcycle behind Nat. She speeds off towards town. "I got four, they're splitting up." Sam says. Once we reach town, we jump off the motorcycle.
"We got the two on the left." I say, running with Nat towards the two.
"They ditched their gear. It's a shell game now. One of them has the payload."
"He doesn't have it. I'm empty." Sam suddenly says.
"Out of the way!" Nat yells at the civilians as we pass. I leap over a small cart and tackle a soldier as Nat goes for the other.
We all pull out our guns, one holds up the Payload. "Drop it. Or I'll drop this. Drop it!"
"He'll do it!" The other one yells.
Suddenly Redwing descends and fires at the soldier with the vial. He drops, and in the moment of distraction, Natasha fires at the other soldier as I do a back bend and catch the falling vial.
"Payload secure. Thanks, Sam." Nat nods up at Redwing as I give it to her.
"Don't thank me."
"I'm... not thanking that thing." Nat shakes her head.
"His name is Redwing."
"I'm still not thanking it." She rolls her eyes.
"He's cute. Go ahead, pet him."
"Thanks Redwing." I smile and pat the top of it.
"At least someone's nice to him." Sam chuckles
I grab onto Nat's arm as there's an explosion in the building in front of us.
I cover my mouth in horror. What have we done?
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Angel Of Death - (Fem Reader X Steve Rogers and Sam Wilson)
Fanfiction(I'm re doing this story, the old one is gone) Y/N Romanoff is the baby sister of Natasha and Yelena. (You are the Natasha's blood sister. But blood doesn't always make a family!) You were taken away from your parents when you were five, Yelena was...
