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We were woken up again, but I couldn't tell how many hours it'd been. There was a white man standing in front of us, surrounded by many guards. "Winter Soldiers," he said in English.
"Where is Petrov?" I asked immediately, my loyalty still in our last leader.
"I'm afraid he is no longer with us," the man told us. "He died saving you both." He then pulled out a red book with a black star on it. He stood in front of the blue-eyed man and started speaking. "Longing. Rusted. Seventeen. Daybreak. Furnace. Nine. Benign. Homecoming. One. Freight car."
"Ready to comply," the blue-eyed man said.
"What?" I asked, staring at the pair of them.
The man then proceeded to stand in front of me, looking me dead in the eye. "Longing. Outcast. Seventeen. Daybreak. Forget. Nine. Fire. Homecoming. Two. Poison."
"Ready to comply," I told him, without even thinking about what I was saying.
"Excellent. My name is Alexander Pierce, and you will answer to me, from now on."
We nodded.
Pierce smiled. "I have a mission for you both. Nicolas J. Fury needs to be taken out. We're sending a bunch of men in to kill him, but we may need you two to finish the job."
Fury...
Fury's black car was speeding towards us fast. The blue-eyed man and I had our old suits on again. He held out a high-tech gun, and shot the car with it. It went underneath, blowing the whole thing up. Easy.
We waited as the car flipped over us, then skidded upside down.
We walked over once it had come to a stop. But when we looked inside, Fury was gone, and there was a big hole in the ground.
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The Broken Soliders
FanfictionBOOK TWO AFTER THE STRONGEST SOLDIER. I'd highly recommend you read that one first! Captain America has been our world's hero for years now, after having been frozen for decades. How does that play in as the Winter Soldiers are now being used again...
