Time Changer

Chapter 11 (1/4): Jefferson's Missing Lover

Day 9: June 30

The ship that Stark had led them to was quiet as everyone sat in their seats, Max holding on tightly to hers in a white knuckled death grip thay had Madison raising an eyebrow.

"Are you ok, Mrs. Duox?" he asked, watching as she simply shook her head.

"N-no..."

He eyed her warily, looking over at Alexander with a raised brow as the plane shuddered, Max curling further in on herself and whimpering lowly, barely enough for James​ to hear her.

Alex shrugged, watching her with a set expression as well.

After a while if this, Natasha walked over to her swiftly, taking a seat and holding her left hand. She whispered something in her ear and Max closed her eyes tightly, squeezing Romanov's hand and the arm of the seat as hard as she could.
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When they landed, she was back to her usual calm and collective self, with the hint of a rebellious statement or action threatening to happen at any given moment at any given time.

She grabbed a bag, which (Laurens presumed) had a set of weapons that John had seen with her at one point or another, the following week, and she disappeared towards the front- where everyone seemed to be heading.

Laurens grabbed a mask that Max had handed him, along with a pistol on a nearby wall.

Tony was standing at the end of a round table in the front room, looking at a glowing map in front of him in a suit that Laurens didn't think he seen on him, and he silently thought he looked good in it.

There were three sets of buildings- one at the west wing, one at the east wing, and one at the south wing- the north wing seemed to be a court yard, surrounded by a barbed-wire fence.

The west and east wing seemed​ to be watch towers, as they were big and dark (as much as they could tell from the blue color of the digital map) colored.

Max sniffed, "What's the plan, Captain?" she addressed Rogers.

Tony cleared his throat as Steve motioned for him  to explain.

"Were splitting up into four groups: Max, you will lead Hamilton, Jefferson, Madison, Laurens, and Lafayette to the West Wing tower-" he pointed towards the tower he mentioned, and Max's eyes zoned in on her commended area, "Steve, Thor, Washington, and Francis will go to the East Point tower-" he motioned to it as well, and Thor squinted his eyes, "and Hulk, Burr, Mulligan, Seabury, Natasha, Sam, and I will go to the South tower-" he motioned towards it, zoning out to press a button underneath the table. "Clint will stay here with Wanda, Vision, and Pietro." the man made a disgruntled noise, obviously displeased with his assignment.

Laurens jaw went slack as he couldn't believe his eyes as his Iron suit began practically growing on him, and he got shocked into silence- as well as the other Time traveling goons also stared in shock.

Max took one looked at their expressions and snorted loudly.

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"Be careful, Max." Vision and Wanda warned over the intercoms in the sets ears.

"It's kind of hard to do that when you get ambushed by a loud of wannabe bitches!" she responded, punching a woman between her eyes and knocking her out. "They never said what we had to be fucking careful of!"

They had been crawling through a grate- reminding Hamilton of the "vents" that Barton was in on the first day they were there. Max had found it and convince her following team mates to go through it, so they would get inside the building quicker.

Once they were in, however, they had walked through the halls and discovered a party of misfits in the room with loaded guns, and they must have sent off a silent alarm, no matter how careful they were or could be, since they were ambushed by the guards the moment they entered the next room.

That's how they ended up her, running through the halls with alarms going off, and the rest of the team yelling at them through the coms.

Max through a knife at the ceiling, making water rain down from the pipe that she hit. Everybody ducked, and then started running- or sliding- to get to another room, as Max talked franticly to ask for one.

"Do you see one?" she asked, and a hmm came from the other line, then some typing, and then Max was running towards a black door, hitting a panel with an arrow and the door slammed open, and they all ran inside, the door locking itself once they were in.

"That was a close one." Jefferson breathed out, putting his hands on his knees, the rest of the team following suit.

Max breathed out slowly, then looked up.

"Umm, guys.." she started, and Lafayette looked up inwardly groaning.

A set of guards stood in front of them, machine guns at the ready, and Max turned her head towards her teammates.

"Follow my league." she stated under her breath, lifting up her hands and walking forwards slightly.

She put on a smile, "Hello, ladies and gentlemen."

Then, a man in a tuxedo that reminded John of a movie Clint had shown him- James Bond, he thinks- walked forward and Max lost her demeanor completely, growling as if she were a dog. The man smirked.

"Hello, miss Angel, "he stated, them his eyes drifted towards the rest, who looked on with questioning glares. He raised a brow, "and the rest of you fine men."

Max snarled, reaching for her red lined knife, but the man held up a hand, and Max seemed to freeze involuntarily. She still growled, "Eugene, you bastard!" she howled, "Where have you taken him?"

"Eugene" hummed, stalking towards Max, the others charging forward but getting trapped as well in a wave of a hand.

"Mister Maύroς is fine, but I wouldn't worry about him right now." (Black)

He snapped his fingers, Lafayette hearing the girl say something along the lines of, "putain de raciste" as six men were thrown forwards. (racist whore)

Jefferson took a large intake of breath, and the auburn haired man heard Thomas breath out "Adams" under his breath as they were all released from their bonds.