Avengers: The Hunted (Avengers × Reader)

58- Legacy

Weeks have gone past and the tension in the air has not drifted. The civil conflict was eating each and every one of you alive. When family bonds break, how can your heart stay alive.

The only ones you were talking to at the moment were Thor, Tony and Bucky. Clint, as per usual, had gone back home to avoid the awkwardness that lingered. You wanted to join him but you stayed there way too much in recent months and didn't wish to intrude further.

"Why does everyone think we go on missions all the time, like it's called an 'Avengers Level Threat' for a reason" Bucky asks you

"Huh, oh, yeah. I don't know"

You were too lost in your own daydreams to pay attention to the real world.

Almost as if on cue, the mission alarm rings. You and Bucky grab your bags and get changed.

Meeting up at HQ for more info, you meet who your teammates will be, and to your delight it's none other than Bucky, you and Steve. Spare me the sympathy you thought.

"I'm coming, hold up" Tony came in

"No, Tony you've got to rest this one out. You can't go on another mission for at least a couple more weeks"

"Uh huh, well Cap I can't follow you on that order. You're under my roof here, let me remind you, and that's my quinjet. My ship, my rules" he walks on to the platform but Steve holds him back.

After a few minutes of debate, Steve convinces him that you didn't need him for this mission and with that you depart.

With silence airing the entire journey, Bucky tries stirring up a conversation but it ends quickly.

Arriving at the scene you see a barren cold area

"Are you sure this is where we're supposed to be landing?" You finally speak to Cap.

"Yeah, locations detected mercenary movement at C4:A12"

You assume he knew what he was doing and proceed to look around. It looks like a place once used for military barrage.

Moving along Cap orders you all to seperate. You walk toward a ditch and examine the dirt.

Amateurs

You thought after finding a very obvious footprint. Speaking into your walkie talkie, you let your teammates know. When none of them respond, you decide to take out your forensics kit.
Being smug, you thought you had what you needed on your part. Putting yourself closer to it you are drawn by the compelling shape of the footprint, which sort of morphed into a strange shape. Looking deeper through squinted eyes, a hand burst up rupturing the burnt sand. It grabs the fabric of your suit and drags your face into the sand.

Of course you're an avenher so you manage to tackle it until the hand returned to the ground but from behind came a huge blow to the back of your head which brought you down on your knees, collapsing into the sands of time itself.

~

You wake up to muffled sounds, you weren't alone. Wary not to speak, you try and lift yourself up. You were bleeding from your right leg. You couldn't quite move but playing dead wasn't going to fool the devil himself.

"Y/N! Y/N are you okay?"

"Y/N can you hear me"

It seems that your comrades were in your company. You open your eyes and allow them to help you to lean against the glass wall you were all trapped within.

"Buck, where are we?" You whisper in a groan of pain and slumber.

"I don't know, but we're gonna get out of here"

"Whatever it takes" Steve says to which you both reply "whatever it takes".

And with that came the voice from the shadow of a stranger who's laugh you could recognise anywhere.

"Hey guys, long time no see. Are we still doing this motto?" The man with his hood up sniggers

"Who the fuck are you?" Bucky yells

"Why, don't you remember me. I remember you. All of you. Especially..." he bends down to look to the bottom of the glass "...you" putting one finger on the glass and using the other hand to remove his hood "hey honey, did you miss me"

"You fucking piece of shit!" Bucky punches the glass with his metal arm, but it doesn't even shake.

"Lance."

"Pretty sure it wasn't Lance anymore, remember it was Hunter and then I said it was Ransom Slater or some shit. Well Cap, not to confuse you anymore but that's not actually my name either. The name's Schleicher. Hugo Schleicher"

"Bastard can't even stick to one name"

"What do you want?" Steve speaks up

"Well he asked me for a couple of stuff last year for valentines so you got to be specific" a blonde girl comes from another room behind"

"Sharon! You work for him!"

"Well technically I'm his girlfriend"

"You had a girlfriend?!" You finally speak up. For some reason 'Hugo' looked partially ashamed of himself.

"Yeah and whilst you thought he loved you, I was out here suc-"

"That's enough Sharon, you know we broke it off months ago"

He explains how he managed to sneak his way into everything.

He's a Hydra agent, they helped change up the computer systems in order to replace the real Ransom Slater picture with Hugo's. He kills Arthur after he catches on why Hugo always came to his shop asking personal questions about the team. This is how he finds out a replacement Bruce is needed, when Arthur refuses to carry on supplying Tony the spiked drinks, Hugo threatens then poisons him, Hydra take care of the framing and blackmailing the family. It all added up now. But one thing.

"Hey 'Schleicher'" you call, he looks happy to hear your voice "why'd you do it? All of it. You did what you did, but why? When I was sitting there crying my eyes out through piano verses, you were sitting here plotting my demise. Why?"

"Y/N" he says softly in a whisper "I did love you. If there was anything true about thiswhole charade, it was that I loved you. And I still do, I didn't want to hurt you so I left but I can't stop what's going to happen now. You shouldn't have come"

"If you loved her you never should have left. You should have stood by her side like a man and gave everything you had like she did you!" Steve yelled, banging the glass.

"I HAVE NOTHING!" Hunter yells, veins prevailing through his neck and up his cheeks, eyes popping out red for a split second and his sudden response on banging back harder on the glass made you jump.

With a huff Hunter turns back to Steve with a conniving tone "back to your question Cap. I want you. And why? Well to answer you, now Y/N, because Captain Steve Rogers killed your grandfather. And Harold and Edith Barton killed your real parents, and my father.
Your name is Anastasia Schmidt, daughter of Sinthea and the only living legacy of Johann Schmidt. The Red Skull."