~Tracker~

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Rafael's POV

I look at down at my hands and checked the time as I waited for Natasha, Steve and some other person.

They're all late.

What is it with people and showing up late? Why does it always happen to me?

I sigh.

I watch the children play on the playground and smile.

"Sorry we're late" a voice says from behind, I look over my shoulders, they're finally here

"No problem" I lie.

"You must be agent Stallin. I'm Sam Wilson, I'm sure you already know Steve and Natasha" my new partner takes out his hand, I shake it.

"Yeah, hi"

"Do you have the tracker?" Natasha asks.

"Yes" I nod once.

"Good"

Natasha, Steve and Sam were all fighting the Winter Soldier on the road. I wait for the right time to approach and slap the tracker on him.

The soldier falls to the ground.

"Stallin, now!" Natasha shouts.

That's when I ran to him. I sat on his torso, pinned his arms to the ground and put the tracker on the side his neck.

The tracker goes into his skin causing a lump on his neck. I cringe at the sight. Nick was right.

The Winter Soldier finally pushes me off, I went flying.

"Fuck!" I say as soon as I landed.

"Language" Steve scolds.

"Sorry"

I weakly stand up, I watch them fight.

Once no one was attacking him, I made a move.

"Stallin don't" Steve says knowing something bad is going to happen.

But it was too late. The soldier grabs me by the throat with his metal arm squeezing harder and harder.

This is not the end...

My eyes threatens to close but I don't let it.

"This is not the end" I whisper making direct eye contact with him.

"I will... kill you... in my next life..."

I close my eyes and see a bright light.

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Short chapter oops
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(Edited)

-Black Birb🐧

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