Civil War

Lies Unravled

As the jet landed safely on the snowy ground, Tigra and I jumped out. Tigra quickly turned back into her original human form, her skin was tanned immensely and wasn't stripped. She would do that only to deter attention from us in undercover missions, and she could only do it for four hours a day, but scientists at Hydra were trying to change that, and develop some kind of cloaking device she could wear that would turn it off and on and not have an expiration. The pilot hands us large coats that covered up our uniforms. I zip mine up, shaking from the cold air.

"Good Luck, we'll be here." He says closing the hatch. I take a breath, turning around, following Tigra threw the thick snow.

"Tigra, why would he be here? Is he thinking of hurting the people of Sokovia?" I question, covering up my face. "Not sure, but Viper thinks he is planning something big," I nod as I see the town coming into view.

"Which covers are we using on this mission?" I ask as I see a hotel coming into view. It was about midnight and we usually do our snooping at the night, so it was perfect, but we needed somewhere to sleep later, so we need a room. "How about scientists studying climate change?" Tigra asks with a smile. I nod, "Dr. Amelia Host ready to change the world with my tireless work." I say, "And Dr. Sarah Wright at her side."

As we get to the hotel, I check in as the hotel clerks looks down at me. The clerk was tall and handsome. "You are, sexy. You single?" He asked, not even knowing of my name. I point to Tigra, "That's my girlfriend, but I'm flattered." I scoffed grabbing the two keys from his hand. "Come on, Babe." Tigra says as I hold in laughter. We didn't want to be seen as much, but if we needed to protect our cover we had one's set up before. As I unlock the door, Tigra and I enter, setting our small bags on the beds. We didn't have much in the bags, just few weapons we might need.

"Alright, you take this side of town, search all the abandoned factories and snoop around, I'll check the other side." Tigra says as she points to a specific place on her map. "I'm checking here first," She says as she folds the map, placing it back into her suitcase. "Meet here in three hours, you know how to contact me if you get in trouble or find him." I nod as she pulls me to a hug, "Be careful, this is very dangerous." She says. I smile, hugging her back. Tigra was almost like a big sister to me, ever since the death of my mother. But I hated thinking about that. "You too." With that we set out on our search for the myth.

The town of Sokovia was very beautiful, especially at night, I had only been here for a week before, and I was training in the mountains. After I was done training I would walk around the town, but that was in the summer time, where it was perfect outside, just on the little side of chilly. Sadly there weren't as many abandoned buildings as I had hoped for. Before I left I had looked over the soldiers file a few times, memorizing his features. He was about 5'11, a bulky build and chiseled cheeks, light blueish gray eyes and probably the most prominent feature is his metal arm with a blood red star on the shoulder part. He was hot, for someone who was supposedly around a hundred years old.

As I walk down the street glancing in all the windows, trying to get even a glimpse of the myth. As if on cue about fifty yards ahead a black ford explorer pulls over in front of one of the only abandoned buildings in town. I sprint to the side of a building, hiding in the shadows as two men pull the car around back. I quickly get to the back, watching as two men, one black and one white, get out. Looking all around, suspiciously.

They had big builds and I wondered if they were working with or for the myth. They both had on sweatshirts and had their hoods up like they had something to hide and on top of their heads had baseball caps of teams I didn't recognize. They were talking about something and the white guy seemed to want to go in the building but the black seemed to try to talk him into not going in, but there the white one said something then passed the black guy, leaving him, which he then followed. I reached for my watch clicking on Tigra's name.