His World

𝟶𝟶𝟼.

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚒𝚡.

𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙵𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.

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The guards forcefully usher us though the the bland grey halls of the compound though many different rooms and doorways. Still in pain I struggle to keep up with the pace of the two guards walking me.

It feels like we've been walking for miles. My throat throbs and it's hard for me to catch my breath.

I follow Steve and the guards directing him. Before we get to a large set of doors one of Steve's guards opens the door directing us in.

Before I could get a chance to look around the two guards throw me to the ground. Unable to catch myself by body falls to the ground hard. The guards snicker then turn and leave the room.

Steve rushes over to me and helps me stand up. He holds my shoulders and looks into my eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine" I say reassuringly. "Where are we?" I ask looking around the mostly empty room with large windows.

"I'm not sure." He says looking around. He put his arm around my waist in order to hold me up and to keep me close.

And just like that the butterflies are back.

"Steve Rogers..." Schmidt says walking though the doors and slowly making his way over to us. "Arrogance may not be an uniquely American trait, but I must say you do it better than anyone. But there are limits to what even you can do Captain." He looks over at me. "Especially protecting your little... friend here..."

I saw Steve's breath hitch but his composure remained.

"You're insane" Steve says flatly.

Schmidt takes a deep breath. "Ah... I'm insane for taking what is rightfully mine? So... what made you so special? Huh?" He paces around the room a bit. "There was obviously a reason you were chosen... tell me why did professor Erskine pick you? What makes you special?!"

Steve laughs with for a moment takes me by surprise. He then locks eyes with Schmidt. "Nothing. I'm just a kid from Brooklyn."

Instantly Schmidt swung on Steve colliding with his face two hard times. Steve had pushed me out of the way before Schmidt could touch me. He then hits Steve in the gut so that he's down on his knees.

He looks up at Schmidt with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and smiles. "I could do this all day."

I don't know if he's brave or just plain stupid.

Schmidt gives an angry chuckle. "Of course you can... your Captain America of course you can!" He turns to me and smiles. "But she can't..."

I see Steve get visibly more angry.

"Unfortunately for her I'm on a tight schedule..." he says pointing a large gun in my direction.

A bunch of noise comes from outside. Great just in time. Any bit longer and I would have been toast.

Three of our guards break into the windows, and start firing at Schmidt. But he's able to make a quick exit out of the room. Steve runs after him.

I turn to run out the door to find the guards that brought us in here that have Steve's shield. However they are both on the floor dead by the time I reach them.

"Miss me?" Walter says as he turns the corner revealing himself.

"Wow I've never been happier to see you!" I say with a smile quickly grabbing the shield and the massive gun off the hydra guards body.