"My Name is Searching, Since You Stole My Only Soul"
SHARON I
Sharon Carter had quite the illustrious career. She used to be a decorated S.H.I.E.L.D agent, and was highly regarded for being the niece of the woman who started the organization. Nepotism, sure, but she didn't mind. Part of her enjoyed the privileges her biology afforded her. One such privilege was being assigned protection detail to Steve Rogers, a man she and many of her friends and coworkers loved and respected immensely. That was, until her personal hero unmasked the horrific truth: her beloved place of employment was in fact a reborn WWII Nazi organization bent on achieving a fascist version of " worldwide peace." On a more personal level, she learned that Brock Rumlow, a one-time fling at the start of their careers and her closest friend at work, was secretly a terrorist. S.H.I.E.L.D. may have been a corrupt terrorist organization under the surface, but it was still S.H.I.E.L.D. to her and countless other agents who were unaffiliated with Pierce and his cronies and unaware of the malevolent on-goings. Coulson and Hand just to name a few. Romanoff especially. Sharon took a job at the CIA, but after a few weeks that, too, crumbled. Her S.H.I.E.L.D. training told her that it was okay to bend a few rules to get results when the situation called for it. She'd tortured a suspect to near death to obtain information about the whereabouts of the Winter Soldier for Steve. Her superiors didn't take kindly to that and almost had her arrested had Tony Stark and Maria Hill not interceded on her behalf. Everything she lost was, in large part, due to Steve's involvement with the government task force. And part of her resented Captain America for that. A small part, but a part nonetheless. Somewhat ironically, the man who had a large part in taking down her place of employment was the only man who'd give her a job. Currently, Sharon found herself sitting in the darkened kitchen of a house in the Tennessee mountain range. Secluded, existentially and physically. Much like her current quarry. Of all the ops she'd carried out while an agent, Sharon never pictured herself on a mission from Captain America to shadow an amnesiac, existentially confused super-soldier with a bionic arm for over a month. Through her observations, Sharon found that the man known as James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes was largely absent. In his place was an empty shell of a man who only knew how to take orders and eliminate targets efficiently and stealthily. A machine, almost. A glove HYDRA could insert whomever they wished into. A hammer with which the fascists could destroy their opponents. Sharon almost pitied him, then remembered that he was responsible for the death of Director Fury. Her grip tightened on the forty caliber pistol she hid under the table.
