Helmut Zemo was pacing in a room, stiff, nervous.
"If only, if only..." He muttered, rubbing his face.
He looked at a document on the table, then away, then back at it again.
"If only those damn (L/N) and Fury didn't get in my way... A pair of Nicholas', how stupid. To think I'd be struggling on him of all people, even after that..."
His eyes scanned the video and pictures shown on the screen in front of him.
Many, many dead bodies.
In what appeared to be an office building of some sort.
And, in the doorway, stood an unmistakable man with a sword's scabbard.
Zemo kept looking at it, analysing it more and more.
"Even after this got leaked somehow, he still..." His eyebrows were furrowed, sweat slightly stained his forehead.
However, his eyes caught a glimpse of something.
"Ah? Oh, well..." He looked at it better.
The video, as well as some pictures, appeared to be altered in some way.
For instance, right next to where (Y/N) was standing in the video, the background seemed like it didn't fit, like it was distorted, but you wouldn't normally see it, and you'd mistake it for a camera issue.
In the video, if you analysed it closely, (Y/N) appeared to be talking to someone.
And as the video went on, that fact became apparent.
But he was alone in all of the footage.
Yet, this was probably that.
"Yes, this is most likely why he still hasn't been taken in. They wouldn't dare arrest him if he's innocent, right? But, if I can do that, then why is this so difficult?" He clenched his fists.
"I'm so close... So, so close..."
His gaze moved to the right, at another picture.
This time, it was a picture...
Of a blue flower.
.
.
.
"Thank you for helping me with this errand."
(Y/N) yawned lightly as he was nonchalantly looking at the items around him.
"Don't mention it. You sure have some cool things here, Mr Weird."
"It's Dr Strange."
Yes, (Y/N) was with Stephen Strange at the moment.
"I know. Anyway, that should be all, right?" (Y/N) asked as he turned to look at Strange.
As he did, his eyes caught a glimpse of something Strange was wearing.
"Correct. While I would like to conduct some more experiments, just in case the..." Strange started to speak, yet...
His voice felt like an echo suddenly, getting drowned out by an unknown force.
(Y/N)'s gaze moved down, scanning the appearance of Stephen Strange.
He analyzed him already before, and even back then, he felt a weird chill.
Especially when his eyes passed that.
He looked at the item hanging around Strange's neck.
Some weird necklace, or locket.
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Timeless (MCU x Male Reader)
FanfictionIt's been a long time, and it seems you finally woke up. You don't know what it was, a dream? A nightmare? Yet neither of those are true. It was all real. You lived, you died, and lived again. But you're back. Somehow. Nothing changed, except you. L...
