Avengers One Shots & Preferences (COMPLETED FOR NOW)

Steve - Brainwashed by Hydra (PART ONE)

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Darkness.

Blinding light.

"Subject 106 is awake."

Your eyes fought against you, opening slowly. Doctors were standing above you, metal tools in hand.

"Welcome back Agent L/N."

You shook your arms, finding them trapped against the table by metal restraints.

"Mission Objective, Agent L/N."

A man stepped up to your bedside. You ignored him, trying to wiggle your wrists out of the restraints.

"HEY!"

A sharp slap to your cheek made you pay attention.

"Mission Objective, Agent L/N."

You couldn't remember anything.

No memories.

Only a single sentence.

"Eliminate Steve Rogers."

* * *

After you woke up, they gave you three weeks of training, and intelligence preparation. Hydra taught you the many ways of killing, and basic combat training. Once you had mastered them, they moved you on to Intelligence. They gave you files on each of the Avengers, their weak points, who to manipulate. Training had finished two days ago, and now, you were suited up. Operation Bloodshed had commenced.

"Agent L/N, you will need to infiltrate the Avengers, and play along with them." "Pretend you escaped Hydra, until you can get close to Rogers." "Once you do, remember your training." "Kill him, and escape quickly."

You curtly nodded, acknowledging the unfamiliar man.

"Yes Sir."

The undercover vehicle dropped you off a few blocks from Avengers Tower.

"Remember Agent L/N, never surrender." "Hail Hydra."

You saluted the General, getting out of the vehicle, with a quick response.

"Hail Hydra!"

You limped the few blocks, reaching the Avengers tower. You went straight to the Intercom panel, pressing the button. A robotic voice came through the speaker.

"This is Jarvis, Mr Stark's A.I." "How may I help you?"

You prepared your injured, weak voice.

"I-I need help, this is Agent L/N, of SHIELD."

An affirmative beep went through, then another message.

"Mr Rogers is on his way down."

The Intercom shut off, and you leaned against the nearby wall, playing the injured card.

"Y/N?" You looked up, finding Rogers standing in front of you.

"S-Steve, I escaped Hydra, barely." "I think they planted a Cyanide pill in my shoulder-"

Within seconds, Rogers had picked you up, making you cringe at the skin contact.

"How did you escape Y/N?"

You clenched a fist at his infuriating probing.

"Y/N?"

As much as you wanted to punch him, you refrained from doing so, resting your forehead on his chest.