Captain America: The Winter Soldier: The Chronicles Of Gracie Hart

The Death Of Nick Fury

Me and steve had got back to the apartment in time to see nick being rolled out on a stretcher on his way to the hospital. We didn't talk about what just happened there wasn't much to say we had no idea who the shooter was or why he was after fury I mean I'm sure fury has no shortage of enemies but this one was stronger faster than any normal enemy the way he caught steve shield it was almost like a super soldier but that's impossible one thing I did notice that made him stand out against all the others me and steve have thought he has a metal arm. He was obviously no ordinary assassin.

Me and steve watched as the doctors worked on saving fury we stood looking at them operating through a glass window when the door behind us bursts open hitting the wall with its swing. It's Natasha "is he gonna make it"she asks coming to stand on the other side of steve "we don't know"steve says. It's quite for a moment when Natasha speaks up "tell me about the shooter"she says "we don't know much he was fast and strong almost like inhuman strength like me and steve"I explain I wait for a moment before looking Natasha in the eyes "he had a metal arm"I say. Agent hill walks in standing by me "ballistics"Natasha says "3 slugs completely untraceable"she says looking at fury through the glass "soviet made?"Natasha asks "yeah"agent hill says frowning at how she knew that but before she can ask how she knows a loud beeping sounds out through the window catching our attention and just like that nick fury dies on the operating table even with the attempts of the doctors to save him. My guy aches looking at the dead fury i thought seeing him dead would appease me but it felt horrible if this guy can kill fury and get away from me and steve it made me wonder how safe we actually are. Steve walks away I turn following him passing brock and Sitwell as I leave "steve"I call out to him he stops back still to me I walk close to him and hold his hand he looks at me before pulling his hand away looking down at what. Passed him the memory stick fury gave to me with that I walk away back into the room Natasha is in.

Me and steve stand backs against the wall of the room furys body lay in Natasha leaning over him none of us knew what to say he'll normally I have some time of remark scheming in my head but this time I was honestly wordless. After moment more of silence agent hill comes in "I need to take him"she says softly. I look at steve who steps forward behind Natasha who is obviously upset about furys demise "Natasha"steve speaks softly before he can say anymore Natasha walks out the door passing me and agent hill I feel bad for her yes we had our rough times but i know the feeling of loss better than anyone and it always sucks. I follow after her "wait Natasha"I call to her she stops turning to me "why was fury in yours and steve apartment"she asks I open my mouth to speak but honestly dunno what to say fury told me and steve to trust no one and Natasha is one of the biggest liars I know. "I dunno"I shrug steve comes up behind me I only not very when brock calls to him "cap they want you back at shield"he says "yeah hold on give us a minute"steve says looking back at brock "they want you and Gracie back now"brock says more harshly "ok"steve snaps brock gives a nod before turning away "your a terrible liar Gracie"Natasha says before storming off I sigh looking at steve crossing my arms "I dunno what to say steve this is all..."I trail off "crazy intense"steve suggests "yeah basically"I nod agreeing. "Steve if we go back to shield I have a feeling it's not gonna be to try solve who did this to fury we both know shield is behind what happened"I say steve nods looking at the vending machine "which is why I won't take this with us"steve says holding the memory stick out. He gets it with much difficultly into the vending machine at the back of some gun rack before we walk off towards brock and the strike team "lets go"steve says "strike team out"brock commands as we follow out the doors.