A/n:
First of all, English is not my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes. It would be nice if you wrote some ideas for this story. I have a general idea forit, but I'd also like to know your ideas.
I am Polish and like most Poles, I must emphasize this (it is probably some kind of our national trait). So, the first part of the story takes place in Poland (if someone doesn't like it, they can pretend it takes place in any other place than New York). In the next parts, we will be in New York.
If the POV is not written at the top of the chapter, it is the same as at the end of the previous one.
When text is written this way, it is a person's thoughts.
I think that's all for now. Enjoy!
Third POV
Year 1988. SHIELD base.
"Did it work?"
"Looks like it did."
"This will be a work of centuries."
"Another step in evolution."
"45 years after the loss of the serum, we have made another discovery. Together Parker."
"Together?"
"Yes. Thanks to our work, we will create the perfect hybrid."
"Together!? We agreed on something. This is my work and only mine. I'll decide what we do with it."
"No Parker, thanks to us, HYDRA will receive the perfect weapon and the world will finally have order."
"HYDRA? No, I don't agree to this, this is my work. You will not create weapons from them."
"You are wrong, we will, sooner than you think."
"I created this work for SHIELD, to help people. Not to rule them."
"Sometimes there is no difference between help and rule."
"You will not get my spiders. Unless it's over my dead body."
"What an unlucky choice of words Parker," he pulls out a gun and aims it at the scientist.
"You don't want to do this."
"Believe me, I do. Hail HYDRA!" He pulled the trigger.
The scientist dodged it and the bullet missed him.
"You tested it on yourself! Didn't you!?"
Parker smiled. He ran up to the shooter, grabbed the gun, and shot him in the arm.
He ran out of the building, got into his car, and drove to the airport.
"General, we have a problem. Parker escaped and tested it on himself," he said over the comms.
"Where are you?"
"I'm at the base, he shot at me and ran away. You have to stop him from leaving the country."
"The Winter Soldier is on his way."
Parker was racing towards the airport. When suddenly a motorbike overtook him and stopped in front of him. Parker braked, hitting his head on the steering wheel.
A tall, portly man with a metal left hand, long hair, red glasses, and a mask got off the motorcycle. He fired at the driver's window, shattering it but not hitting the driver.
The scientist struggled to raise his bloody head and look toward the gunner who was getting closer.
"What do you want?" he asked but received no response.
The soldier walked up to the window, grabbed the scientist by the neck with his metal hand, and snapped his neck. He then pulled out a gun and fired at the camera located by the road.
"Цель устранена."
"Хорошая работа, Солдат. Вернитесь на базу."
[...]
"General, we need to move the base. Too many people are aware of this research, and some may become suspicious after the death of our most important scientist."
"What do you think about relocating to Poland?"
"I believe that's a great idea, General. It's close to our Soviet comrades."
"So it's decided."
"I will inform everyone."
"The spiders are expected to be shipped by the end of the month."
He nodded and left.
[...]
"Attempt number fifty-two. Come in."
"Now the spider."
"Attempt number fifty-two failed."
"General, we've been trying for twelve years, we're running out of spiders, nothing will come of it."
"Damn you, Parker!"
The General struck the glass pane with his hand, shattering it.
"What do we do now?"
"Close the program and leave the base. And don't forget to kill all the spiders!"
"Of course, General, his assistant nodded."
"We could have achieved greatness, Parker. We could have been the creators of the perfect weapon. We could have ruled the world. But you chose to use the only working sample on yourself. Burn in hell, traitor. HYDRA's time will come. Then the world will be mine, and no one will ever hear of your work."
"Ivan, can you hear me?"
"Yes, General."
"Schedule a meeting with General Dreykov."
"Already on my way."
"We'll create the S weapon soon, whether it involves your spiders or not, Parker."
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