I ride my motorcycle down the dark road, no expression showing on my face. I quickly made my way down the road weaving around the few cars that where there. I had a mission and I was going to finish it. I look through the dark screen of my motorcycle which was telling me all about the speed I was going, and my vital signs. I turned right onto a busier city street. When I finally made it to the building I wanted to be I stopped the bike and fluidly stepped of. I was at the back of the building; I opened the door with my picklock and walked in.
I sauntered in and climbed the stairs that where close to the back entrance, I climbed the stairs and hid from a guy who was standing talking on his phone. I made it to the thirty first floors within minutes and opened the door. I slip in and look around; I had memorized this whole building so I knew exactly where I was headed. I made it to a door, which led me into an open office building. I heard a guy moving around inside, the only one on the floor. I took of my helmet and sauntered into the room, he immediately looked up with a startled expression.
"Who are you?" he asked quickly. "Why are you here?" he asked, I put extra sway into my hips as I made my way over to the desk. He seemed intrigued and confused at the same time.
"Are you Mr. Oak who used to work for Hydra" I asked making my voice fluid and smooth. He stood up quickly and looked around
"How do you know that?" he exclaimed.
"So you are?" I purred, "I need some papers which I know you are keeping here." I leaned over the desk. He backed up and mumbled something incoherent
"I am done with that work, DONE" He yelled, "You will have to kill me." He shouted at me. I smirked a fake smile and stood up slowly,
"I guess I will kill you then." I smirked. I raised my hand and ignited it. My hand burst out in flame blue, red and orange flames licked at my hand. But his was who I was so it didn't hurt one bit. He gasped and backed up
"No, No don't. I can give them to you. Y-you are from the new program are you" he stuttered. I looked at him
"I don't have a lot of patience Mr. Oak give me the papers now or that's it for you." I purr as he runs to his desk, he clicks a button before he opens a hidden drawer and hands me a stack of papers. I quickly glance at them and they are the right ones, I quickly place them in a special container I have on my back before I look at him again with no expression on my face.
"You just had to make it difficult for me didn't you?" I ask, he seems to understand what I am talking about; he raises his hands in submission and backs away from the desk.
"I um did nothing" he stutters as he pushes himself into the corner of the room. I set my hand on fire and he pulls out his gun quickly and shoots three bullets at me, on hits my side but I don't even flinch the others I quickly burn up.
"That was strike number three Mr. Oak." I smirk before I shoot my fire at him; I hear his screams and smell the smell of burning flesh and hair. When he falls to the ground as a burn husk of a man I put my helmet on and turn to leave the office. I make my way over to the stairwell and climb down the stairs, now I hear the sirens in the distance probably making their way over to the building. I slip out the back door and slide onto my bike, I push up the stand and start the bike and roll down the street. The police stops in front of the building and a couple officers sprint into the building leaving their sirens and lights on. I ride onto the street and away from the scene.
I drive on the country roads; I finally look down at my side as I drive. A small hole is there, I stop the bike and look at my back, there is and exit hole and it feels like just a flesh wound. I growl at having been shot, such an annoyance. Suddenly a voice comes through my helmet
"Privet soldat, vy sdelali svoyu missiyu? U vas yest' dokumenty?" (Hello soldier, are you done your mission? Do you have the papers?) The deep voice asks. I growl softly hating that voice
"Da, ser, missiya zavershena." (Yes sir, mission complete) I growl into the intercom, in Russian.
"Videt' cas na Baze." (See you back at the base) he says before I hear the familiar click of the intercom turning off.
I turn into the base entrance and someone stops me, I pull of my helmet and look at the foot soldier, no expression showing on my face. He steps back cautiously and motions for me to keep going. I start my bike and drive into the hangar and kick the stand down. A couple foot soldiers walk over to me with their guns drawn. I follow them into my room, passing through several long corridors. I stand with my arms to the side as they start to pull all my equipment off.
"Any injuries soldier?" my regular doctor asks, this guy was beginning to piss me off, with his scrawny build, greasy hair, and rotten teeth.
"Gun shot to the side, Smith & Wesson M&P Shield 9mm / M&P .40 S&W just a flesh wound. Need stitches on both sides." I tell him and he scoffs, we both knew that I knew more about injuries than he did. I pull my arms back and pull my thick red hair out of my ponytail, I pat down the side of my head where I had 'Viking braids' I breath deeply as my hair tumbles over my shoulders. The doctor takes out his supplies and started stitching me up as other soldiers walked about the room, some fixing my supplies while others made sure I did nothing.
When the doctor just finished my superior officer walked in.
"Good job doing the mission even tough it came a little close didn't it? They have a picture of you on the news, luckily you have your helmet on." He paced back and forth while I leaned back in the big chair.
"Good" I stated and he looked at me.
"I know you work alone, but we have a mission where you need to work with another on of our soldiers." He explained to me "I will let you two meet" he stated.
"What if we work together to escape or over throw hydra" I smirked my fake smirk hating this man, once the mission was over and I made it back to the base my trigger words always seemed to fade and I was back to normal. He glared at me for a second before he started leaving the room.
"Tomorrow you will meet him and then we will decide together." He stated then slammed the door behind him leaving me and three soldiers all had their guns at the ready to shoot me if necessary. I flexed my body and noticed the pain that coursed through my side. I stood up and they immediately raised they're guns.
"Call in, I want to train," I hissed at them, one raised they're hand and called in to see if I could train via the radio on his shoulder. Second later I heard the reply
"In an hour or so, the winter soldier is training now." The crackly voice answered over the radio. I sat in the chair just staring straight ahead for what felt like three minutes thinking about things when the radio crackled
"Sorry that lasted so long, the soldier can come train now" I stood up and walked to the door, all guns where raised as the door opened. I walked through the corridors with them and right before I entered the training center my escort soldier stopped me. And someone else left the center he was also escorted by guards. He stopped and stared at me, and I stared back. He was tall, had long brown hair, a metal arm and was very muscular. His guards pressed him to move but he just straightened his posture. I realized that all the soldiers had their guns raised and one was talking on his radio.
"The winter soldier, and Burnout are together." As soon as he said that the alarms went of. He flexed his arm obviously threatening me, I stepped foreword even tough I was shorter.
"Are you threatening me?" I asked in a calm voice. He grinned an obvious fake smile and took a step forward as well.
"What if I am, I would win," he grinned. He put his metal arm in front himself and looked at me. I smirked and lit myself up, all the guards gasped and started screaming orders as they backed up. The winter soldier seemed surprised as well, I could see he was hot and wanted to back up.
"Is it to hot for the winter soldier?" I purred at him, and then I heard the noise of guns being fired so I brightened my flame so all the bullets would be burned. Then I heard the voice of the superior calling out.
"Don't shoot them!" he yelled and the gunfire stopped. "Turn it off or you will get punished," he growled at me, he came closer to us. "Our two best soldiers are supposed to work together." He exclaimed. I extinguished myself and tilted my head, I liked this soldier he wasn't scared. But we both didn't back down, suddenly the superior officer started talking, as soon as he started the two of us backed up immediately hoping he would stop.
"Seventeen. Daybreak. Furnace. Nine. Homecoming." He spoke, I felt all my thoughts leave my brain; all my will to be myself left me, then there was nothing.
"Soldier" he spoke.
"Soldat gotov vypolnit'" (Soldier ready to comply) I stated and so did someone else but I didn't care. I stood there waiting for an order.
"Go to your cells and wait for further orders from me." The superior explained. I immediately turned around and followed the soldiers back to my cell; it was a large room with a bed on the wall with a sink and toilet there as well.