Tony Stark X Reader *COMPLETED #WATTYS2021

ENCOUNTER II

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We heard Sam on the intercom.

"Sitwell's out with Senator Stern." Sam said.

"That evil motherfucker! I knew something's off with Stern." I said.

"Focus on the mission. We need Sitwell to follow us." Steve said. After a while, Sitwell and Sam began talking. Sitwell began following the instructions. Me, Steve and Nat were waiting for Sitwell's appearance. Then, when he saw us. His eyes widen and he was about to ran, when I went near him and pushed him to Steve. Steve got him and placed him near the door. Steve was about to punch, when Sitwell began to ran. He opened the door to the rooftop. But, Steve caught him and threw him on the roof top. Me and Nat followed behind Steve.

"Tell me about Zola's algorithm." Steve said while going near Sitwell.

"Never heard of it."

"What were you doing on the Lemurian Star?"

"I was throwing up, I get seasick." Sitwell said. Then, he was about to fall off when Steve caught his coat and pulled Sitwell near him. I went to the end of the brick wall and sat on it while facing the three of them. Sitwell looked at me in confusing state. I just faked a smile at him.

"Is this little display meant to insinuate that you're gonna throw me off the roof? Because it's really not your style, Rogers." Sitwell said.

"You're right. It's not." Steve said and he began fixing Sitwell's suit. "It's hers." He continued. He went to the side and Nat got to kicked Sitwell out. Sitwell began to fall and cried in screams.

"Oh, wait. What about that girl from accounting, Laura...?"

"Lillian. Lip piercing, right?" Steve said.

"Yeah, she's cute." Nat added.

"What are we? Setting up Cap for a date?" I asked as I comfortably sits on the brick.

"Yeah, you have someone in mind?" Nat asked.

"I have a lot of friends who might want to date Cap." I said.

"Yeah, I'm not ready for that." Just then, Sam flew up with Sitwell on his hand. He dropped Sitwell on the floor. The three of us went to walked near Sitwell when he showed us a stop sign.

"Zola's algorithm is a program...for choosing Insight's targets!" Sitwell began.

"What targets?" Steve asked.

"You! A TV anchor in Cairo, the Undersecretary of Defense, a high school valedictorian in Iowa city. Bruce Banner, Stephen Strange, anyone who's a threat to HYDRA! Now, or in the future." Sitwell began and I began to be curious.

"The future? How could it know?" I asked. Just then, Sitwell laughed.

"How could it not? The 21st century is a digital book. Zola taught HYDRA how to read it." Sitwell began. I looked at him in confusion. "Your bank records, medical histories, voting patterns, e-mails, phone calls, your damn SAT scores. Zola's algorithm evaluates people's past to predict their future."

"And what then?" Steve asked.

"Oh, my God. Pierce is gonna kill me."

"What then?!" Steve asked a bit irritated.

"Then the Insight Helicarriers scratch people off the list. A few million at a time." That shit scares me...

~After a while~

Sam drove us back to the Triskelion. Sitwell, me and Nat were sitting beside each other at the back. Sam got a car from the parking down the building where we were before.