The Fire Breather

7.

"Well, she got out of here pretty easily" speaks Banner as the rest fo the team join him and Tony where Olive was being kept.

"How easily?" questions Natasha,

"Well, she asked Fury what type of glass this is" he speaks handing a monitor to Natasha, she taps the screen and the footage plays. Olive asks Fury what type of glass it is before him and the three avengers leave the room.

"So she knew how hot the container had to be to get out." speaks Steve after watching the footage,

"She was also riling us up" speaks Bucky, and everyone turns to look at him, Tony with raised eyebrows, Natasha with an unimpressed look and half a smirk, Steve with a look of 'you can't talk' and Sam with the look of 'really man, did you just say that'.

"She heated this thing up really well" speaks Banner breaking the ice, "It's clean, can't get anything else off the glass." he continues knowing he caught everyone's attention again, and stands up. "You guys mentioned something about a, ah... game, didn't you?" he questions taking his glasses off.

"What's the game?" questions Tony,

"Or are we pawns in the bigger game she is playing?" questions Steve,

"Your not going to find out here" speaks Fury and everyone stands at attention,

"We picked up her last location" speaks Maria Hill who follows close behind Fury, "She crashed into the Mediterranean Sea"

"Well then, lets go" speaks Bucky whose eager to stop the Fire Breather,

"Not so fast soldier." speaks Fury with his hand catching Bucky's flesh arm, "None of you are going anywhere. This new mystery cannot be solved by eager filled, scared, answer wanting Avengers." he speaks looking around the room of faces, each with a different expression, and lets go of Bucky's arm, "Get some rest, she'll emerge with a new mission sooner or later. As hard as that is to hear, as you all want to know more..." he speaks still scanning all the faces, "she will be back, and next time we'll be ready. I've organised a jet to take you to the compound, from there Dr Banner, i want you working on a better container to hold Olive, Stark you can help too... The rest of you, get your heads back on straight. When you get back, everything will proceed as normal, as if this mission never happened. As soon as i get word of her movements, that container better be ready." he finishes looking between Banner and Stark. "Now get out of here, go on" he speaks and the Avengers all silently leave the room, Fury walks up to the melted glass, "I hate her" he mutters plainly, as if it wasn't clear enough,

"We'll catch her" reassures Maria

"I hope we do... for her sake and ours."

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5 days after her escape...

"You understand what this entails" speaks Strucker as he straps Olive to a chair, she nods and opens her mouth as a medic places some rubber for her to bite on. "This is going to hurt" she nods again and another medic types away before the metal device flips around and sits snugly around her head. 

Her breathing becomes more erratic as the device clasps her head firmly. Her screams fill the halls of the Hydra base, piercing screams haunting every soldier. Strucker watches, from beginning to end as her eyes glaze over and her body thrashes attempting to escape. Her gold flames lick her balled fists and quickly spread, encasing her entire body. The medics prepare buckets of water to be pored over her, but no instruction comes. Strucker watches as her flames die down after minutes of agonising screams. The machine finishes it's work and unclasps itself from Olive's head. She lays their almost lifeless as medics take her to a cell and place her on a bed. Strucker watches her shallow breathing and unmoving body for a few minutes. 

She deserved better than this plan. She devised the plan herself, he just informed her of the equipment on hand. She new of the risks, that she wouldn't survive the shock. But she is strong, Strucker new that. But seeing her there almost lifeless, with her shallow breathing, Strucker begins to second guess himself... before remembering her words... the words of a true soldier... spoken without fear... without hesitation... "Hail HYDRA".