Torn Between Two Worlds//Bucky Barnes W.S.

Chapter 11: Targets and Babies

F L A S H B A C K
They walk into our cell and Bucky stands up right in front of me. "Don't hurt her." He tells them. They throw him out of the way and grab for me.

I would use my powers but I've learned to go willingly. We go, they wipe me, and we train. We train for longer than what we usually do. By the time we finish, I'm broken, bloodied, and bruised.
E N D  F L A S H B A C K

Elizabeth's P.O.V.

Nat, Wanda, and I are all at a small little café in Lagos. Not at the same table, of course. Steve is inside of an abandoned apartment building and Sam is on top of said building.

"Alright, what do you see?" Steve asks. "Standard beat cops. Small station. Quiet street. It's a good target." Wanda answers.

"There's an ATM in the south corner, which means..." Steve trails off. "Camera's." I finish for him. "Both cross streets in one way?" He asks us. "So compromise the escape routes." Wanda answers.

"Means our guy doesn't care about being seen. He isn't afraid to make a mess on the way out. You see that Range Rover half way up the block?" Steve asks us.

"You mean the red one?" I ask. "It's cute." Wanda tells us. Though it's more directed at me.

"It's also bullet proof, which means private security, which means more guns, which means more headaches for somebody, probably us." Natasha complains.

"You guys know Eli and I can move things things with our minds, right?" Wanda asks them.

"Looking over your shoulder needs to become a second nature." Nat tells her. "Especially on a mission like this." I add.

"Anybody ever tell you two you're a little paranoid?" Sam asks, directing the question to Natasha and I. "Not to our face." She starts. "Why? Did you hear something?" I finish for her.

"You two have gotten close over the past few weeks. It's creepy." Sam tells us. I smile, knowing I can't very well laugh or people will think I'm mental.

"Eyes on target folks." Steve and his old people language. "It's the best lead we've had on Rumlow in 6 months. I don't wanna lose him." He finishes.

"If he sees us coming, that won't be a problem. He kinda hates us." Sam laughs. "Sam, see that garbage truck?" I can't see Sam but I know his nose crinkled at those words. "Tag it." Steve orders.

I can just hear Redwing flying under it. "Give me X-Ray." Sam tells it. "The trucks loaded for max waight, and the driver's armed." Sam tells us.

"It's a battering ram." Nat states. "Thank you Captain Obvious." I say. I can just feel her roll her eyes. "Go now." Steve tells us. I'm already out of my seat.

"Why?" Wanda asks. "He's not hitting the police." Steve tells her.

We make our way to the IFID. Nat's meeting us here, she had to get her motorbike.

We get there and Steve starts taking out Rumlow's men. "Body armor. AR15s. I make 7 hostiles." Steve informs us.

"I make 5." Sam tells us. "Sam! Or Eli!" Wanda yells. I run over and attack the dude going after Wanda. "4." I tell them.

"Rumlow's on the third floor." Sam says. "Wanda, just like we practiced." Steve's yells as he runs over to us. "What about the gas?" I ask. "Get it out." He says simply.

Wanda wraps him in her magic and lifts him to the second floor. As she does that, I'm already working on getting the gas out. She starts to get the gas out and it's a swirl between red, purplish-blueish, and green.