Family of Superheroes (Captain America fanfic)

Chapter 53 - Trial

- 20 days later -

Since I came back from the prison, I've been living a normal life with my family.

But, with the whole prison thing, came the political stuff.

Today is the trial. The government wants to know what happened and who to blame.

I'm in my bedroom, drying myself from the shower I took some minutes ago.

I put on a red suit and dry my hair. Then, I put some light make-up on.

I go downstairs to meet my parents.

"You're ready?" My dad asks.

"Always." I say.

My mom and my brother hug me and wish me good luck.

Me and my dad go to the car.

I seat on the passenger seat.

Then, my dad drives us to the court, making some conversation until we arrive.

We get out of the car and enter the court.

On the way to the room where the trial is gonna take place, a man approaches me.

"Hello, I'm Jeffrey Mace, the new director of SHEILD. Nice to meet you." He says and extends his hand for a hand shake.

I extend my hand too and we shake hands. He and my dad shake hands as well.

"I'm here because I heard about what happened and to let you know I'm here to help." He says.

"Why would you want to help me?" I ask.

"You were an excellent agent of ours. SHEILD will never turn its back to such a good agent." He says.

I nod and say "Thank you"

"Whenever you want, you can always come back." He says.

"I'm sensing a 'but' somewhere." I say.

"I think it's on your knowledge that we work with the government now so-" He says but I interrupt.

"So it would be needed for me to sign the Sokovia Accords." I finish.

"Exactly." He says.

"Well, I can't to that. Especially when the government thinks that 'freaks' like us should be controlled or killed." I say.

When he's about to say something, I interrupt him.

"Now, excuse me, there's a trial I need to attend." I say and me and my dad walk to the room.

I approach the counsel table while my dad stays in the spectator area.

- 30 minutes later -

"Ms. Rogers, how do you know that it was HYDRA who breached into the raft prison and attacked you?" The judge asks.

"When I heard they talking, I realised it was german. Well, most of them. Some were russian too." I say.

"Couldn't they be working for other organisation? There's millions of people who are german and russian." The judge says.

"Well, unless they were part of some fishing octopuses club. Some of their suits had HYDRA symbols on them." I say and smile.

"Very well. We have the security footage of the prison on that day and we were able to translate some conversations between the persons involved and what we could find was that they were there for you. HYDRA and The Red Room were working together to get you. Do you have any idea why?" The judge asks.

"Both organisations want to see this world their way. And they'll do whatever it takes to do so. When my mother was kidnapped, I went to her rescue at The Red Room. And I met their superior. She told me that she wanted to make me the best assassin in the world. Better than my mother. So, maybe, HYDRA and The Red Room United because they changed strategy. And inhuman as an assassin? That would make history." I say.

"Miss Rogers, as Inhuman, do you feel the necessity of helping more Inhumans than most Americans?" The judge asks.

"First, Inhumans are American. Let's be clear about that. But I'm here for all the Americans. But, sometimes, Inhumans are victims of hate crimes, which, is not fair. They can be our neighbors, our coworkers, our friends, our brothers. They all deserve help. Wherever they may be." I say.

"Let's talk about the 10 years that you still have in depth to the government." The judge says.

"My honor, Miss Rogers was almost killed in, and I quote, 'the most secured prison in the world'. It should be a interest to reduce her sentence." My lawyer says.

"You didn't let me finish. Since Miss Rogers payed 4 years with good behaviour, it's more than fair to drop the sentence. Congratulations, Miss Rogers. You're a free woman." The judge says, writing on a paper.

I walk to him and he hands me the paper.

"You are really brave. Taking your family's and your friend's sentences. Most people won't do that." He says, giving me a handshake.

"Well, I'm not most people, my honor." I say, smiling.

He smiles back.

I walk to my dad and hug him. He hugs back and rubs my back.

Feels good to be free.