FLIGHT ✔P.M. ₂

chapter twelve

STEVE, BUCKY AND ROBIN WEREN'T THE only ones visiting HYDRA. The other one, though, was by choice. No one had seen him before, at least no one from Earth. Lescy Oozix, once more. How he heard anything about HYDRA was unknown, but he showed up at their door. He was welcomed with open arms, the person now in charge more than happy to see an alien.

"How may we be of assistance?" A random agent asked politely. He was there on behalf of the man in charge of the organization, that person having a meeting to attend too with a new prisoner.

Lescy pursed his lips, rubbing his chin in thought. Then, he smirked as an idea came to him. A way to take over Earth. "There is one thing you can do," He said.

"Anything," The agent replied instantly.

"Do you have anything for mind control, perhaps?" He asked, his smirk growing, if possible.

The agent smirked back, catching his drift. "Follow me, sir."

Sam woke up alone in the quinjet. He sat up and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He just had the most pleasant dream. Now he was back in the present time. At least he was fully rested. That's when he noticed the absence of his friends.

He searched the entire quinjet twice, but nothing. Then he searched the area around the vehicle, every last inch of it. They weren't there. He tried to text them, call them, and send them a radio message. No response. Hell, he went all the way back to the safe house to look for them.

After a full day of searching, he gave up. He called the tower. Luckily, Bruce was quick to answer the phone.

"Sam?"

Sam let out a breath when he heard the man's voice. "Bruce, thank god. I'm so happy to hear your voice," He gushed.

Over in New York, Bruce blinked. "Uh, thanks, I think?"

"Is Steve there?" He questioned, making his way to the pilots seat.

"No, sorry." A muffled voice came from the background. "Sorry Sam, I have to go. It's important." He hung up before waiting for an answer.

"Right," Sam mumbled to himself. He looked at the various buttons before him. "How hard can this be?"

Seeing as he had some experience, Sam managed to fly back to New York safely. The entire flight there, he only had one question on his mind. Where were the others?

Surely enough, Bruce was right. Steve wasn't at the tower. Neither was Bucky or Robin. In fact, no one had heard from them since they left the tower a few days ago.

Wanda was confused as to where her best friend was as well. After their picnic, he just disappeared. She hadn't heard a word from him since. To be honest, she was getting worried. Was he dead? Kidnapped? Did he run away again?

Pietro actually took a break from texting his new girlfriend to wonder where his pink-haired friend was. He frowned when he saw that Sam returned without him.

"Sam, have you been in contact with Steve or Robin recently?" Vision asked at dinner that day. He noticed their absence quickly. It wasn't like Steve. Robin, maybe, but Steve was almost always one to inform his teammates where he was going.

Sam shook his head, glaring down at his food even though it hadn't done anything to him. "I haven't heard from them since earlier today. We were fighting some guys," He didn't bother mentioning who, it was their own problem. No sense in worrying the others when they had aliens to deal with. "and the next thing I knew, they were gone."

Natasha frowned. "That makes no sense. Did you black out or something?" She questioned, concerned for both him and the missing two.

"I-I can't remember." He had forgotten about the dream he had, and how rested he felt now. It completely slipped his mind.

"Can't you just track them down?" Quill questioned from his spot at the table.

Clint was the one to pull out his phone and start typing aggressively. "I located Steve, but no sign of Robin. Might take some time," He informed the group.

"Where is Steve now?" Tony asked.

"Siberia."

"Siberia?" Bruce repeated.

Clint nodded.

"What is he doing there?" Thor asked, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Maybe he's having a picnic?" Wanda said hopefully.

Clint tapped at his device some more and shook his head no. "Way worse. There's a HYDRA base there."

Gamora looked at the Avengers. "What's HYDRA?" She asked.

"They're this evil organization hellbent on taking over the world," Tony explained.

"Like everyone else." Pietro murmured, earning a slap from her sister.

The green skinned woman blinked once, the nodded.

"We have to save him, then," Quill said, his eyebrows raised.

"Not that easy," Tony said. "They have tight security. Took six of us to storm the place to get Loki's sceptre."

Loki smirked at the statement. "Could I have it back, then?"

"Absolutely not," Thor snapped at his brother, which made him huff in annoyance.

"So what it took six people?" Rocket said with a scoff. "You have like sixteen people now."

"We need a strategy, or something," Bruce interrupted.

Natasha nodded in agreement. "They've been after Steve from the start. They won't let him go that easily," She said.

"We need to find Robin," Sam pressed, the Maximoff twins quickly nodding in agreement.

Tony sighed. "We'll call Fury and start looking. We can come up with a plan then." He looked at the Guardians. "We might have to postpone your ship repairs."

Quill shrugged. "Alright."