BOOK 3
In which, Steve Rogers, teams up with fellow Avengers and S.H.I. E.L.D agents Natasha Romanoff and Nicki Graham to defeat two assassins: the winter and female Soldiers
Or
In which Steve reunites with his two friends, one who he thought died...
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NICKI POV
"The target is a mobile satellite launch platform: The Lemurian Star," Rumlow spoke, giving us agents and Steve information on our current mission.
We were now flying over the Indian Ocean. I was in my gear, adjusting my weapons and earpiece as I stood beside Steve, listening to Rumlow.
"They were sending up their last payload when pirates took them 93 minutes ago,"
"Pirates?"
Rumlow nodded.
"Any demands?" Steve asked.
"A billion and a half," Rumlow said
Steve glances at me, wondering if we have the same unpleasant expression on our faces.
Another thing I learned about Steve is that he and I have similar opinions. We've both shared our views about Fury and S.H.I.E.L.D. As much as I'm blessed to be here and not in the Snake Room, one thing that the two have in common is the large number of secrets and suspicions that they try to hide.
Unsurprisingly, I had a similar expression to Steve's on his face. "Why so steep?" I asked.
"Because it's S.H.I.E.L.D," Rumlow said.
"Of course it is," I mumbled my comment, sighing.
"So it's not off-course, it's trespassing." Steve acknowledged. Natasha chimes in and looks at the two of us.
"I'm sure they have a good reason," she spoke.
Steve shook his head. "You know, I'm getting a little of being Fury's janitor."
I crossed my arms after hearing his comment. "It's nothing new with Fury,"
"Relax, it's not that complicated," Natasha said, looking at us two. I looked at her before rolling my eyes, acknowledging that she was right. It's still irritating, though. "How many pirates?" I asked.
"Twenty-five top mercies, led by this guy. Georges Batroc." Rumlow spoke, pulling a photo of Batroc on the monitor.
"Ex-DGSE, Action Division. He's at the top of Interpol's Red Notice. Before the French demobilized him, he had thirty-six kill missions. This guy's got a rep for maximum casualties."
"Hostages?" Steve asked.
"Uh... mostly techs. One officer, Jasper Sitwell." Rumlow spoke, switching Batroc's photo with Sitwell. "They're in the gallery."
"What's Sitwell doing on a launch ship?" I whispered to Steve. Steve looked at me for a second; he was thinking the same thing. However, he didn't say it out loud. "Alright, I'm going to sweep the deck and find Batroc. Nat and Nicki, you two will kill the engines and wait for instructions. Rumlow, you sweep aft, find the hostages, get them to life pods, get'em out. Let's move," Steve demanded.
