Isabella walked into Fury's office, head held high. "Director Fury," she said, as she stood in front of his desk. He turned to her, "Isabella. As you know, we know where Hydra's base is located, here in D.C. However, their arms are much more powerful than ours, so attacking would lead to an effective counter attack, and next thing you know we're all dead. I don't appreciate being dead, and I'm sure you don't either. So, you are an unknown agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Nobody knows about you except me, you, and a few others, not including Cap." He rose from his chair, and raised his eye, "So, we need you to 'join' Hydra, so to speak. You will join as a doctor, because doctors are the type of people Hydra needs right now. You need to 'claim loyalty' to Hydra or whatever, and eliminate the Soldier. Is this understood?" Isabella hesitated, before speaking, "is that all you need me to do, Director? Pretend to be a Hydra extremist, and kill the Winter Soldier? Sounds easy." Fury nodded. Isabella isn't a rookie at spying, but she isn't a pro. But because Fury needs to send someone who hasn't made them self public to be there, she is their only chance. "Look, Isabella. It's easier said than done. Just be careful, and don't blow your cover. Do whatever it takes, okay?" Isabella nodded. She turned, but before she reached the door, she asked over her shoulder, "does Steve Rogers know about this?" "No, and I don't intend to tell him the full truth. If you succeed, the Soldier died of a heart attack or something, I don't know what excuse I'll tell him, but I won't tell him now." Isabella shook her head, and walked down to her office.
She rummaged through her belongings, looking for Revvy, her Colt Anaconda Model Revolver. She had a couple of Revolvers, because they were her favorite model handgun, but Revvy was special. When her, Steve, and Natasha came face to face with the Winter Soldier, she actually shot the Soldier twice, and killed four other guys, all with that one gun and from a helicarrier, so she was definitely proud of her gun. "If this gun saved me once, she'll definitely save me again." She slid the gun into her holster, and went home early.
When she entered her apartment, she threw her stuff on the side table, carefully placed he always loaded gun on the kitchen counter, and poured herself a glass of Jack Daniel's. She sat at the bar, which lined her kitchen and living room. She sighed, and packed her stuff; called her friends, and hesitated to call Steve. She had his number (which she got from Natasha, because she said they'd be a perfect couple) but didn't call him. What would she say? She went to her room, giving no thoughts on the future, and plopped on her bed. She read a few pages of Red Dragon, and fell asleep. She woke up extra early, got dressed, and walked to the Hydra Headquarters.
Once she walked through the doors, Brock looked at her peculiarly. However, Pierce glanced in admiration. "So you want to better this world, rid it of the horrors it resides in?" "Yes, of course! Not only would I help, I am a certified doctor, so if anything happens to...New World supporters, I can help them, save lives, you know?" She sounded convincing, but Brock kept his stare, and Pierce was still mesmerized by the "new supporter." He stood up, and held out his hand. They shook hands, and he led her into the surgery room. Once they entered, she quickly scanned the room for her target, but he wasn't there. Even if he was, she couldn't do anything about it. "Just sit here," Pierce said, "they'll bring him out soon." Yay. She sat on the steel stool, and impatiently waited for the Soldier to come out. It seemed like hours, but it was only about ten minutes. He menacingly walked into the room, and sat on the operating chair. He gave no clue that she was there.
Pierce walked to Bella, "the last time he left this place, this dumbass got his arm bent and separated at the crease." The Soldier looked at Pierce from the corner of his eye, but ignored his comment. "So, you need to fix the skin that glues the metal to his body; that line of scarring skin." One of the engineers got up, "we need you to give your opinion. Should you fix his skin before, or after I fix his arm? Would there be fatal consequence?" Bella had no idea how this whole thing worked, but if there could be a fatal consequence, her mission would be done, she could shoot everyone in this room, and leave feeling accomplished. "I-I-I should work on his arm after you fix it. To prevent, you know, an unstoppable blood flow from his shoulder..." She stated her opinion disgracefully. Surprisingly, they believed her. The engineer started welding bits of his arm. About a half hour later, the engineer finished, but the Soldier's lips started to fidget, as if he wanted to say something. "That man on the bridge, I knew him." Pierce sighed, and started telling him lies about a previous mission. "He's been out of Cryo-Freeze for too long," the engineer added. "Then wipe him." The Soldier looked around with huge, sad eyes. He knew what was coming, but Bella didn't, and she wasn't prepared for what was bound to happen. The Soldier sat back, and cuffs tightly closed around his arms, and this huge machine came around his head. A mouthpiece was put into place, and the machine tightly hugged his head. It was meant for him, and only him. In an instant, the engineer electrocuted the poor man's skull. He yelled in pain and agony. Bella stared at the Soldier, who finally showed his human side, but this was terrible. He wasn't an enemy, he never was. He was a victim of abuse. He was abused day in, day out, and nobody cared to stop this. Then again, how could they?
After the whole episode, the Soldier was pulled up, dazed and confused. Other guys, their jobs unknown, were telling him who he isn't supposed to be. They said that he was a gift to mankind, and had to extract certain people to give people the freedom they deserved. Confused and helpless, the dazed man accepted everything, and thought it to be true. Isabella bowed her head, realizing this would be harder than she had thought. How can she kill a man who is very dangerous and a huge threat, but also mentally struggling and broken? She let out a short sigh, and one of the guys told her to accompany the wounded man to a room, all the way in the basement, behind huge metal doors.
Doing as she was told, she lead the Soldier downstairs, which felt sticky and cold, and the air was thick. In other words, unfit to live in. She couldn't help but to feel bad for him. She tried opening the metal door, but it was too heavy. She quickly glanced at the Soldier, signaling him to open it. He walked in front of her, and threw the door open as if it weighed nothing. They both walked into the room, which was undesirable. There was a squeaky, and gross looking bed, one lamp, and a nightstand, which looked like it was about to break. There were no windows, so the only light was the light from the hallway. He plopped on the bed, and lied down. As she was leaving he called behind her, "is everything they told me true?" She tilted her head, and faced him. "Yes, it, it was. You're a gift to mankind. Why would they lie to you?" He said nothing. After a few moments of silence, she walked out, and closed the door. It was dark in that room, and it must've been pitch black now. She asked if she was able to go home. The engineer ignored her, and she just went home anyway.
When she got home, she felt as if something had changed. She slowly walked into her living room, to find the Winter Soldier sitting on her couch. He looked at her in confusion, stood up, and headed for the window.
"Wait," she quickly exclaimed. He hesitated for a second, but quickly opened the window, and swiftly raced into the night. She tried to grab him before he went, but failed. She peered out the window, but like a ghost, he's disappeared. She gave a short and quick sigh, breathing out her frustration. What was he there for? Why? Maybe he had some connection with Bella, that nobody thought he could've had? She asked a hundred questions, but those questions weren't answered and put her to bed.