Split Personality

Chapter Eight

Tony's POV

I threw my helmet across my lab. My breathing was sharp and fast, my head was pounding with rage. Nat and Sam just stood behind me trying not to get into my way. I wanted to scream but it wasn't worth it, "Tony?" I turned around and saw Nat a little closer to me, "Tony it is not your fault that he is like this." She stepped closer to me as I took a step away from her, "No Nat it is my fault that he is like this. The only reason why Hydra was able to get a hold of him is because I made him look like a fugitive, sending him and you two into hiding!" I yelled. Sam walked closer as well, making me retreat from him as well, I felt a chair behind me, before I could move I fell down onto it.

I placed my head in my hands as I tried my best not to cry. "Tony." Nat sounded upset, "You know this is not your fault at all. We will get him back, ok?" She started to rub my arm. I pushed her away and walked over to my computer, "When will we get him back? Will he even be ok?" I half yelled as I started to track him down with the tracker that broke off of my knife. Sam walked over and watched the screen. I looked over my shoulder, "If you are wondering what I am doing, a bit of my armor broke off when I stabbed Steve. The bit that broke off was a tracker so I am trying to see if I can get a ping from it and the moment we do I am going after him."

Sam's eyes widened, "You stabbed him?!" He said. I slouched a bit and whined, "Yes, but I had a good intention. Like I said it is a tracker!" He hit my arm. I scoffed, "Well would it be better if I shot him?" I asked. "HOW ABOUT WE LOOK FOR HIM!" Nat yelled. We both looked over to her. "Sorry..." We said in unison. I got back to activating the tracking device. After pushing a few buttons my computer screen flashed red. I growled and slammed my hands down on the table. I noticed both Nat and Sam jump from my peripheral vision. They both looked back and forth at one another with confused looks.

I saw Nat open her mouth, "Don't." I snarled, "I can't get a signal from the tracker. I can't find him." She walked over and moved the screen so it would face her. She pressed a few buttons trying to see if she can turn it on. She sighed as she stopped and looked over to me, "Guess you are right. How about we lure him out? We don't have to win a fight with him we just need to tag him again." I looked over to her, then to Sam and back over to the screen. "That would work but we need to find out where he is heading to so we can plan it accordingly. So you and Sam travel around to see if you can find the general location in where he is, I'll get working on the tracking device." They both nodded and walked out of the room as I worked on the tracker.

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Natasha's POV

I walked into the weapons room. Looking around I picked up a few pistols along with extra stingers. Sam walked in after a minute, he picked up two guns and placed them into his holster. "Ready to go Sam?" I asked as I refilled my stingers. He nodded as he walked out of the room, I followed. I sat down in the pilot's seat, "Where do you think he went?" I asked Sam as he sat down next to me. He looked at a few screens before looking back at me, "What about the old base in Jersey? Hydra did keep Zola there for a while, maybe they are looking for him again since they went to their old base." I thought about his suggestion, "Well that might be it, but the place blew up thanks to Rumlow." He looked at the screen again, "Well what other place can we look?" I just looked at him, "You're right, we should at least look." With that I put in the coordinates in and flew off to Jersey.

I landed the Quinjet a half mile away from the base. We both ran over and hid in the bushes. I held my arm out to stop Sam, "Wait." He gave me a puzzled look, "Over there." I pointed to a jet next to the unbroken part of the building. He moved closer so he could fully see it, "Looks like a Hydra jet." I nodded, "That's because it is. Looks like we found someone." I ran over to a door with Sam behind me. I heard someone talking inside, before I could open the door myself Sam beat me to it. "Sir, why did you bring me here?" I immediately whipped my head around to face Sam, "Is it just me or is that Steve?" I whispered. "Sounds like him. Come on." He looked around inside and walked on in.

We both hid behind a few boxes. "I brought you here because we need some information that is hidden around this base, find it and bring it to me." I heard someone walk out of the room. Sam peered around the boxes hoping he could catch a glimpse of where he was going. I looked around as well. The other person he was talking to was walking over to a bookshelf, he picked out a book and started to flip through it. I looked over to Sam, "You go after this guy, I'll get Steve, where did he go?" I asked. He pointed over to a door, I nodded and started to quietly run over to it while Sam went after the other guy.