Father's Enemy {A Captain America's Daughter fanfic}

Chapter Eleven

"You are a lot stronger then I thought, Fräulein," Johann said evenly.

"And your errand boy knows nothing of fighting," she answered.

"Yes, I saw that. The poor imbecile. Now it looks that I might have to fight you," he began to circle around her and she copied his movement. They circled each other for a while longer.

"So you are not young and brash. That's good but somebody has to start this unavoidable conflict," he said.

Caty jumped forward and swung her fist. At the last second she spun around and brought her elbow round. To her astonishment he dodged it. She landed and they began circling again. She attacked again. She jumped and kicked at his face but he bent backwards with unusual flexibility. She landed but went straight into another attack. She swung underneath him in an effort to kick his legs out from under him. He jumped avoiding that attack as well. She growled in frustration. She stood again.

"You are good I must admit," he said.

"Not bad yourself," she answered, "for an old man."

"Old! You have no idea," he smirked. With that he lunged at her and made an attempt to punch her injured side. She jumped and landed to the side of him. She kneed his stomach and brought her hands together into a large single fist. She brought them down in an effort to hit the top of his spine but he was too quick. He grabbed her leg and flipped her onto her back. She put her hand on the flood and kicked up. She landed perfectly and threw a punch. She connected with his jaw. He stepped back and looked at her closely. He touched where she had hit him in almost an effort to keep something on his face.

"No one has landed a punch on me in almost seventy years," he said, "I congratulate you."

She ignored him and lunged again. He blocked her punch with his right arm and swung up with his left in a hook to her jaw. He hit hard and she heard a crack. She stumbled back. He took advantage of this and kicked her hard in the stomach. Instead of doubling over she used the momentum to flip back. She landed upright with her back nearly against the wall. He began to advance towards her but she ran along the wall and kicked off of it. She landed on his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his neck. She flipped backwards bringing him with her. She now had him pinned on the floor with her on his back. He brought his arm back in an attempt to hit her. She grabbed it and pulled. He yelled as his arm dislocated from his shoulder. She grinned assuming she had won. However he didn't agree with that. He flung her off like a rag doll. She landed hard against the wall. Pain coursed through her side. She slowly pulled herself up.

"You are good! You would have made a good Hydra agent," he said standing up. Her eyes widened as he grabbed his arm and cracked it back into place. He came towards her. She grabbed a loose metal plating that was nearby and held it like a shield. He punched at it and to her astonishment his arm went straight through it. She pulled on the shield while his arm was still in it bringing it across his body. She grabbed his gun from his belt and pointed it at him. She cautiously took a step back.

"So your going to shoot me with my own gun?" He laughed and pulled his arm from the metal.

"If I have too," she pulled the hammer of the pistol back so that it was cocked and read to fire.

"I've had a lot of experience, my dear," he said. He put both hands behind his back. "And you have not."

"That's awful brave to say while I'm holding a gun," she answered sharply.

"But you see," he began and smirked, "you don't."

All of a sudden an electric shock emanated from the gun. She screamed as electricity course through her body. She tried to drop the gun but found she couldn't. She began to convulse and then it stopped. She fell and threw the gun away from her body.

"See, I told you I had more experience," he gloated.

"Smart. You put and taser-like electric device in you gun," she said weakly.

"So I can never be threatened with my own gun," he finished for her. He bent over and picked up the gun.

"I'll have to try that," she said gasping for air.

"I don't know if you will get the chance," he pointed the gun at her and cocked it. She closed her eyes waiting for the shot.