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The Winter soldier

The Winter soldier

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The mission plan was being shown in front of us, I listened intently but knew that if anything slipped up, I would do it my own way and get those hostages out no matter what. Jasper Sitwell was onboard as one of those hostages which was probably one of the main reasons the mission was being carried out in the first place. "Doing anything fun Saturday night?" Natasha asked while pulling on a parachute. "All the guys from my barber shop quartet are dead, so no. Not really." I replied, smirking a little. ~~~~ Inspired by Captain America: The Winter Soldier. The story from the movie but from different point of views. All rights to Marvel, I don't own any characters.
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I walk over behind Steve and T'Challa and peek over their shoulders at the oversized Pez dispenser. Faintly, I can see a man dressed in sterling white clothes. It's a big contrast to the dark brown, shoulder length hair on his head. While his body is blurry behind the foggy glass, I can tell that he's missing his left arm. The metal one. I look at his face curiously and find it to be peaceful. As most everyone's is during sleep. He has a strong jaw covered in dark stubble and uneven lips, the bottom is thicker than the top. Speaking of thick, by the size of the container I can tell he is. At least his arm and legs anyway. A nine point nine. And that's when he's frozen. "Well. Let's crack this thing open, shall we?" *I don't own the Avengers, only the characters and situations I create*

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