Captain America: The First Avenger

Chapter 13

We were taken inside the Hydra's base with our hands cuffed and two soldiers holding our shoulders and a couple more following us with their guns. 

As we entered into a room, we heard Schmidt speaking," Arrogance may not e a uniquely America trait but I must say, you do it better than anyone." 

I gasped in fear as he exposed himself by walking in front of use under the light. 

His looked terrifying like a red angry devil dressed in black combat outfit with two holster wrapped around his shoulders. His face looked wrinkled with no facial hair and his nose looked very misplaced with wide nostrils. In fact, I was looking at a walking, talking alive red skeleton. 

He stopped in front of Steve and scanned him. "But there are limits to what even you can do, Captain." he said with a thick German accent. "Or did Erskine tell you otherwise?"

"He told me you were insane." Steve blurted in response.

"Ah." Schmidt exclaimed in realization. 

"He resented my genius and tried to deny me what was rightfully mine. But he gave you everything. "

Steve continued to look right into his eyes. 

"SO, what made you so special?" Schmidt asked.

Steve chuckled in response and titled his head, "Nothing."

Schmidt slightly annoyed gave a questioning look. 

"I'm just a kid from Brooklyn." 

I yelled and tried to break free as Schmidt started to punch Steve in anger and kicked his stomach which cause him fall onto his knees coughing hard. 

"No! Stop! Stop hurting him!" I fought to stop him but failed as the two soldiers holding me tightened their hold. 

Schmidt sighed and looked at us in with hate. 

Steve breathing heavily, "I can do this all day." 

"Of course you can, Of course." Schmidt said. 

"But can she?" he asked as he pointe at me which brought me the centre of attention. 

I panicked and started breathing hard knowing that I was going to be tortured. 

"No! Don't hurt her." Steve cried. 

Schmidt walked up to me looking straight into my eyes. He then punched me on my face which caused me to cry out in pain as I fell on the floor. "Ah!" 

Steve tried to break free but the soldiers maintained him. "No! Stop hurting her!" 

"Unfortunately, I am on a tight schedule." Schmidt said as he pulled out a gun pointing at my head. 

Just then we heard noises from outside as if arrows were shot. 

Schmidt stopped and looked at the window trying to figure out what the noise was.

Realizing that our team was coming to break in, Steve said, "So am I." and pulled the man from his side to cover him from the front as Schmidt shot him with his gun.

The moment our team managed to break in through the window, gun shots were all over the place. I managed to lay on the floor to avoid being shot as Steve knocked over the guys that were holding me. 

I saw Schmidt run out of the room. "Steve!"he looked at me. 

"Are you okay?" he asked as he cupped my face with his hands with a worried look.