𝙴𝙽𝙴𝙼𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝚇 𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚁𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 ✔️

𝙱𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰 𝚃𝙴𝙰𝙼 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁

Location: New York, NYC

It was safe to say Steve did not take the news well at all that I'd accepted Tony's offer in becoming the newest avengers, but despite his cold reception I was happy to join the team. Even if it meant I'd have to work with him at times.

It would be another 4 weeks before I was officially due to start so I decided to tie up a few loose ends before officially retiring as an 'undercover' agent. Something didn't sit right about the way it all went down in Vegas a few weeks ago. I needed to go back, just to see if the base was still being operated.

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Location: Las Vegas, NV

It was just past 13:00 when I arrived via commercial flight to Vegas, I couldn't risk using S.H.I.E.L.D equipment or transport to get here. Once through security I hire a standard black SUV and make my way to the abandoned quarry once again. Parking the car out of sight I grab my gun which I'd managed to smuggle through airport security and tuck it behind me securely hidden under my leather jacket. I don't know if it was the location I was in but I had an eerie feeling someone was watching me. Checking my surroundings and deciding I was just being paranoid I make my way over to the elevator shaft.

I decide it maybe wouldn't be wise for me to use it so I look around for alternative entry, much to my delight I spot a small shaft to the side of it and a old pair of ladders.

Bingo.

Ripping the padlocked metal caging from it with one hand I toss it to the side and steady myself down in the ladders. Reaching into my pocket I grab my night vision glasses and quietly make my way down. Once at the bottom I take a quick glance around seeing nobody is around. I find the switch to the lights and switch on the power lighting the whole base up.

It's empty. It has been completed gutted, not a single bit of technology or Hydra files in sight. "Dammit." I say aloud to myself, I begin rushing through each section of the base looking frantically for any information as to how many chemical weapons they'd still have or if anything else has been left behind. I decide to head for the room in which I had my meeting with Schmidt and Rumlow, when I enter I see a single file in the middle of the table. Slowly approaching I see a red stamp saying '𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙵𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙰𝙻' in big red bold writing.

Picking up the file I open it reading the first page...

𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙵𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙰𝙻
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𝙰𝙶𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝚈/𝙽 𝚈/𝙻/𝙽

𝙰𝙶𝙴: 𝚄𝙽𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙽

𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈: 𝙱𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙸𝚂𝙷

𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺𝙶𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳: 𝙱𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚗 𝙶𝙱. 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚞𝚙𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝚈𝚘𝚛𝚔, 𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚕𝚢𝚗 𝙽𝚈𝙲.

𝙵𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙻𝚈:
𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛: 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚈/𝙻/𝙽 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜: 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍. 𝙲𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 - 𝙷𝚈𝙳𝚁𝙰

𝙵𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛: 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚈/𝙻/𝙽 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜: 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍. 𝙲𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 - 𝙷𝚈𝙳𝚁𝙰