𝐇𝐈𝐌 | 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐎𝐂

07

Prudence falls backwards when the door opens, her head handing out of the car. She squints against the sky, groaning and pulling herself up.

She unbuckles her seat belt, getting out of the car and closing the door. She hobbles as she walks a bit before gaining her bearings and yawning off the remaining sleep.

"This is it."

"It's truly charming, Steve," Prudence pats him on the shoulder, yawning again.

"The file came from these coordinates."

"So did I."

Prudence looks at the sign,

CAMP LEHIGH
U.S. ARMY RESTRICTED AREA

~

By the time they get inside it's completely dark. They wander around, Prudence looking at all of the buildings, touching the bricks.

"This camp is where I trained."

"Change much?"

Prudence looks away from the bricks and at Steve.

"A little."

Steve stares at a pole, looking at it and watching something go past it. Reminiscing.

"This is a dead end. Zero heat signatures, zero waves, not even radio."

"The walls could be too thick to see through," Prudence shrugs as she speaks.

"Whoever wrote the file must have used a router to throw people off."

Steve looks ahead if him, suspicious, and Prudence follows his gaze. She's interrupted by images flashing through her mind.

Computers, older ones. Green screens with 0s, 1s, and other things flashing on the screen. A face made out of lighter green lines.

Surprising information, causing Steve and Natasha to stop. Whatever they saw or heard surprised them, made them freeze.

And fire. From what, Prudence didn't know. She hoped it wasn't herself. Pain, likely from Steve or Natasha.

"Prue! Come on," she blinks, looking around before realizing where she was. She jogs up to Natasha.

"Sorry."

Natasha shakes her head just as Steve breaks a lock with his shield. They walk in and down the stairs slowly.

Prudence makes a note of the possible danger, getting herself ready. She feels her wrists and her hands warm, holding them in front of her.

Natasha flips on a light switch, revealing a large room with the SHIELD logo on the furthest wall.

"This is SHIELD."

"Maybe where it started."

Prudence nods, "Guys, I saw something. There's computers here, somewhere. Something important."

"It's a secret facility, it's obviously important."

"Nat, like really important. Like, life changing."

"Okay."

They all keep walking, their guard up. The only reason Prudence keeps her power at a minimum is so that she can prevent herself from being the cause of the fire she saw.

They walk into a room, multiple portraits adoring the wall in front of them.

"And there's Starks father," Prudence looks at the portraits. A girl, very pretty. Strong cheekbones, chin length hair.

A man, his portrait tilted off center. His hair was slicked back, his eyebrows slightly raised. He had a mustache and he looked well-groomed. There wasn't clear stubble from the black and white photo and his hair was orderly. Nothing looked out of place about his person.