A/N: YAY! A Update within a little over a week? Not to mention there have been reviews, and we also have some followers as well! To see those notifications pop up, it brought tears to my eyes. I was that happy.

I hope to be as accurate with the Assassin Creed games, and I hope to stay as true as I can be to the Marvel Universe. This chapter wasn't as long as the first, but I tried focusing more on Elanna as an Assassin rather than a woman from the 1940's. Which, I know, that's the timeline the story is set in, but I don't want her to be anything like Peggy Carter. I want her to be her own strong independent woman who can kick ass and save the day.

I tried a bit of German in this chapter, I do not speak the language. I used Google translate, so if anything is off I'm sorry. I tried to get it as close to what I was putting down in English, but some things don't translate well... like at all.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ASSASSIN'S CREED OR CAPTAIN AMERICA. If I did own Assassin's Creed, the newest game wouldn't be set in Ancient Egypt ( Although I am pretty excited about it) and It would be set in World War II. And If I did own Captain America, I would be a very happy American that is for sure.

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~MP~

I ran my fingers through my hair as I wound it into a plait, the thunderous sound of the planes engines drowning out any chance of small talk between Tomas and I. Of course, with it being so early in the morning, the only thing you would have been able to get out of me was a death threat.

Finishing my plait and tying it off with a small band, I then began to wind the rope of hair into a bun, placing pins every now and then to hold it together.

"I SWEAR, IT'S LIKE A RITUAL WITH YOU! YOU KNOW YOU'RE JUST GOING TO UNDO IT EVERY TIME YOU ASK THE PILOT HOW LONG TILL WE REACH OUR DROP POINT!"

I glared in Tomas' direction before tilting my head to the side in agreement. He was right, of course we have been at each other's sides since I came to the New York Brotherhood, training in the Ireland's brotherhood for a whopping ten years. It's hard to believe that I've been in America for only four years, time sure does fly.

I stood and walked up to the cockpit, grabbing a hold of the ledge as I looked out the window at the morning sun rising in the east. Cursing myself for being predictable, I cleared my throat and tapped the pilot on the shoulder.

"HOW MUCH LONGER TILL WE REACH THE FIRST DROP POINT?"

I bit back a couple of curses of pain as the parachute yanked my body into the side of a tree, the harness digging into my body. Reaching down, my fingers fumbled with the clips, attempting to free myself only to grow more frustrated and use my hidden blade to cut the rope. My stomach jumped as I flew to the ground, barely having enough time to land with a roll. Groaning in pain, I stood up, brushing the pine needles and dirt from my dark grey and blue jacket, and my black pants.

I stood, stretching my muscles as I waited for Tomas to land as well taking in the surroundings. It was a dark, quiet forest in Germany. We were lucky enough to get this far into the country by plane, but I guess it's luck when the plane will fly as high as it was built for and the cargo is willing to fall thousand's of feet. I moved my hands to tighten the straps of my braces, ensuring my hidden blades were secure before bending to check the stableness of the blade in the toes of my black knee high boots.

Hearing the sound of fabric slapping in the wind, I stepped away from my own landing site just in time for Tomas to land right where I was standing.

"Will it kill you to not be so observant."

I rolled my eyes before pulling my hood up over my head and responding lowly.

"Of course it will."

Turning from him I began to run silently through the forest and into the direction sources say the base Erskine is being held at is. Tomas running by my side he decided to start a conversation.

"So, Amelia brought up the subject of kids last night when I got home."

Snorting softly before replying , " Is that so? How did that go over?"

He chuckled as we came to a stop, our eyes seeing the flashes of spotlights shining around the perimeter of the forest.

"As good as it could, really. I told her I didn't want to try to have kids until after this war was over. Then she to chime in, 'But the country isn't involved with the war over in Europe!' "

He sighed sadly before looking to me with a grim look on his face.

"America may not yet be in the war, but either way. Until this war is over, I don't want to leave her with a kid in case I die. It would be hard on her, with a constant reminder of me."

I turned and placed my hand on his shoulder before replying quietly.

"Maybe, that wouldn't be a bad thing for her. But, she is still young, she has her whole life ahead of her. I understand if you wouldn't want to tie her down with the memories of an old geezer like yourself."

He shoved my hand off of his shoulder as I stifled my laughter at seeing his annoyed face.

"I am not old! I'm 25 thank you, plus, it gives me time to save up for when it is time to have little Coulson's running around."

Shaking my head I turned my attention back to the mission at hand, noting how often the lights pass over our hiding spot while also using my senses to see how many guards are patrolling the grounds outside of the facility.

"Okay, you're going to grab the wife and child, while I run inside and grab the Doctor."

I looked at Tomas for his agreement, when I noted the annoyed look on his face.

"Why can't you get them while I get the Doctor?"

Rolling my eyes I turned to face him head on, a spotlight shining through the bushes.

"Because, you're stronger than I am. You'll be able to move two people at once, whereas I would be able to move only one. Hence, I get the Doctor and you get his family. I need you to get them Tommy."

He sighed in annoyance before nodding his head in affirmation.

"Alright, but don't get yourself killed. Alright? We meet at the plane strip in one hour."

I nodded in agreement and was about to move when I felt his hand wrap around my bicep.

"Also, try not to draw to much attention to yourself."

I nodded slowly, biting my tongue to prevent giving him a lashing. I'm a professional, I can remain unseen. He gave me a pointed look before running down the forest line, leaving me to look at one of the side entrances. Closing my eyes, I allowed my mind to become empty. All that mattered was getting from this forest and to that door. Take it in steps. I reached into my coat and pulled out a pocket watch that had the Assassins sigil engraved in the cover. I opened the watch and attempted to check the time, 23:16 PM, less than 50 minutes to find the doctor and get to the strip. I hope I can make it.

I watched at the light swept past my spot before dashing across the field. Keeping an eye on the light and for any passing guards, I slid behind a dozen barrels. I kept my breath even, keeping my heart rate calm as well when a symbol on the side of the barrels caught my eye.

'CAUTION- BIOHAZARD'

My eyes widened as I almost lost my composure, when I saw a guard walking by the barrels. Biting my lip, I forced my face to relax into a mask before releasing a small whistle towards the guard. I smiled as he began to walk towards my hiding spot, hearing his mumbles of confusion in German. He stopped right in front of my hiding spot, his hand scratching at the side of his head when I reached out and grabbed him by his head, snapping his neck with an efficient snap. I dragged his body behind a barrel and closed his eyes before looking at the door and what lay between me and it.

Two more steps then I'll be in.

Waiting for the spot light to pass, I bent low to the ground, ensuring my hood continued to cover my face. I watched as two soldiers walked beside one of the many crates, I reached into my side vest and grabbed to knives before making a dash towards them, my feet practically floating in the air as I moved. I threw the knives, hitting both men in the throat, causing blood to splatter against the light colored wood. I crouched beside them, removing my knives from their throats and cleaning the blades against their uniforms before sheathing them once more. I closed their eyes before peaking around the corner of one of the crates and looking directly at the door.

One more step.

Closing my eyes, I tried to relax, allowing my body to feel it's connection with the earth and all of nature around me. The wind tickling my face, the sound of the tree's dancing along with it. The crickets and other night insects echoing throughout the night. I breathed deeply, feeling a hollowness in my chest as I released it. I breathed once more, feeling my airway tighten as my body warmed and I felt a feeling of contentment wash over my body.

I opened my eyes and looked at the guard before releasing a long drawn out whistle that echoed through the night. I watched as he stiffened, but sadly that was the only reaction he gave to the sound. Frowning, I breathed in deeper and released a louder whistle finally getting him to move from his spot. He clutched his gun and walked towards the crates, his heart pounding and he skin beginning to pale when he saw the two bodies of his comrades. He looked around in confusion and began to look around further, walking towards the biohazard barrels, noticing a boot sticking out from behind one of them. He went to nudge the foot when the sound of a door slamming shut echoed throughout the night.

I smirked at the door, my eyes adjusting to the change of light in the hall way. Using my senses, I searched for guards in my vicinity, not seeing any as of now. I breathed in deeply before tugging on my hood, ensuring that the shadow it created on my face remained. I followed the hallway, never crossing any guards, not hearing a sound. I stopped for a moment and looked back the way I came, using my senses to be sure there wasn't anyone near.

'Odd,' I thought to myself. ' There should at least be sounds of guards. Am I in the right building?'

I contemplated turning back, but thought better of it as I chose to follow the hall a little longer.

'If I don't come across anything, then I'll turn back. For now, push on.'

I crouched down and continued to walk down the hallway, staying alert to any possible sounds when I came to a cross in the hallway. Three directions to choose from... I reached into my pocket to check the time, 23:22PM... 22 minutes have passed since the plane dropped us, 6 minutes since I began my mission. I need to hurry and find the doctor. I snapped the watch shut quickly and shoved it back into my breast pocket when I heard a sound come from my right. I nodded my head before rushing down the hall silently, careful to tread lightly. I finally slowed my pace, when I finally stumbled upon a open doorway with light pouring into the hall. Leaning against the wall, I peered inside the room, only to see piles and piles of scientific equipment.

Using my senses, I peered through the equipment to find a person glowing in a light green. 'That must be Erskine.' Slipping into the room, I slowly made my way towards the doctor, keeping an eye out for any other people in the room. Coming to a stop behind him, and doing one last glance over the circular room, I then spoke very lowly.

"Doctor Abraham Erskine?"

He jumped, almost dropping the vile of lilac liquid that he was examining. Head bent, the Doctor placed the vial on a stand, pulled his glasses off and began to rub his eyes.

"Are you here to help me, or kill me?" He spoke softly, almost as if he were beginning a prayer.

Remaining in the shadows of the equipment, I moved to where I could see his profile. He was a middle aged man, a beard beginning to grow and adding on the fact that he had lines forming in his skin from stress, he looked as if he were fifty years old. I stood up so he could see where I was and shook my head before speaking softly as well.

"I am not going to kill you. I am going to do everything in my power to make sure you get out of here alive."

He looked at me, brown eyes filling with hope and I watched as the stress and fear began to leave him at the prospect of leaving this infernal place. He straightened his back and turned towards me, opening his mouth to say something else when the sound of a door slamming open.

"Doktor Erskine, ich hoffe du bist in deiner Arbeit weiter gekommen, als das letzte Mal, als ich zu dir kam."

I shrunk down again and melted into the shadows, immediately scanning the room for possible ways out besides down the hall that had no doors besides the one that lead into this room. Noting a ventilation shaft I began to quietly move things to the wall. As I began doing so, I watched the man approach the doctor. Taking in his appearance I gathered that this man must be Johann Schmidt, the leader of the newly formed science division Hydra. Erskine slumped back down , looking at a notebook in front of him on the table before shaking his head and speaking in his native tongue.

"Herr Schmidt Erm, n-nicht ganz. Ich habe mich weiter geholt, aber was ich habe ist, ist nicht stabil genug, um auf menschlichen Themen getestet zu werden."

I shook my head as I stopped for a moment to try and figure out what they were saying. Stay focused, we need to get the Doctor out. I pulled my watch out and checked the time 23:36 PM, We need to hurry.

"Nicht stabil genug, eh Doktor? Hast du diese Probe noch getestet?"

Erskine froze for a moment before stumbling over his words.

"N-nein, ich habe gerade fertig gemacht, diese Probe und y - du bist gerade in meinem Gefängnis angekommen - Lab, du bist gerade in meinem Labor angekommen, bevor ich die Gelegenheit hatte, irgendwelche Tests durchzuführen."

I frowned at Erskine's tone and body language, He wiped his hands down his slacks repeatedly and he broke out into a sweat across his forehead. Something was going wrong.

"Gut Doktor, wenn du das noch nicht getestet hast, vielleicht sollten wir. Ich bin ein Mann der Wissenschaft. Warum testen wir es nicht auf einem Live-Exemplar, hm?"

I creeped through the shadows as Schmidt grabbed the purple vial and placed a syringe into the liquid and drawing it up. Setting the remainder of the serum that was in the vial back onto the stand, Schmidt held the syringe needle up into the light before pressing the plunger up letting out excess air. Walking quickly to Erskine he forced the syringe into his hand before undoing the buttons on his uniform and stripping his jacket off. Rolling up his sleeve he quickly grabbed a elastic and tieing it around his bicep.

"Ich bin bereit Arzt, gehen Sie voran."

Erskine's eyes widened even further, if possible before shaking his head.

"Nein, nein, ich gebe dir das nicht. Du könntest sterben!"

Schmidt smiled darkly before leaning against the table.

"Dann müsstest du dir keine Sorgen machen, richtig? Was gibt es zu verlieren?"

Shaking his head to show his resolve, Erskine placed the syringe forcefully onto the table and took a couple of quick steps back.

"Gut, wenn du es nicht machst, dann werde ich es tun!"

Grabbing the syringe he lifted his arm and shoved the needle into the appendage and pushed the plunger down, forcing the unstable serum into his body. The reaction was immediate, steam began to lift from his skin as it turned a light pink and he began to twitch.

My mouth open wide with horror I shook my head as he began to scream in pain. Erskine took more steps back before knocking over one of his instruments that was being provided. That shook me out of my mind, and causing me to jump into action.
Rushing towards Erskine, I grabbed the back of his lab coat and pushed him towards the makeshift steps towards the ventilation shaft. Climbing up quickly, I unsheathed my blade and jammed in through the lip of the grate and pried it open before jumping down and pushing Erskine up the steps.

"Go through the system until you make it out. I'll be right behind you."

"Vhat about you?"

Smiling slightly I looked up at him, my hood falling slightly showing my face.

"I've got to get your notes."

He nodded and scrambled up the rickety steps. Turning, I bit my lip and ran towards the center of the room where Schmidt was still screaming in pain. Looking past the equipment, I paused in horror at the sight of Schmidt lying on the floor, his hands digging at his skin as it began to bubble as if it was boiling from within. Swallowing the bile that was climbing up my throat, I quickly went to the table and grabbed the notebook, sliding it into my breast pocket with my pocket watch. I turned and began to rush back to the make shift steps when I felt something hit the back of my leg and send me flying to the floor.

Gasping in surprise, I quickly rolled onto my side and pushed myself off of the floor. My eyes met those of the slowly deteriorating Johann Schmidt. His hair was falling out of his head, and it looked like his ears and eyes were bleeding.

"Ahaha, So you must be one of those famed assassin's the fuhrer speaks with such disdain."

I stared at the man as his skin began to sink lower on his face, my heart pounding at the sight in front of me, and due to the fact that he was still standing. I began to walk backwards, keeping an eye on the man as he rubbed his eye, pulling a piece of skin off at the same time and flinging it onto the floor.

"I don't know if I should be honored, or horrified at that bit of information."

He laughed loudly, his hands rushing to his head as the laugh transitioned into a blood curdling scream. I took that chance to run towards the steps. Jumping onto the box, I swung my arms forward as the box wobbled at my weight. I jumped from the box and reached to grab the ledge of the shaft and was pulling myself up when I felt a hand grab my ankle and pull.

I fell onto the ground, my head cracking against the hard surface causing spots to bloom in my eyes. Blinking rapidly, I attempted to roll onto my side only to have something hard hit my stomach, sending me into the equipment that filled the room.

"After ze burning sensation that fills the body, I feel like I could take on ze entire vorld!"

Struggling to sit up, I gasped when I felt a hand wrapped around my throat and begin to squeeze.

"And sank's to you, dear Assassin."

He reached into my jacket and grabbed the notebook and held it at eye level.

"I now have everysing needed to create my army."

A cough forced it's way out of my throat, sending bits of spit into his face and causing my head to throb even harder. He flinched away as my spit hit his melting face, causing him to scowl in disgust. He lifted my body higher and threw me at the table, causing everything to shake or fall off and shatter onto the floor. Lifting myself up as I caught my breath, heart pounding in my ears as Schmidt fell into another bout of screaming. I turned around and pulled a couple of my daggers from my belt and threw them at him, stabbing him in the chest and arms. He screamed louder, blood and skin falling to the floor as flesh and bone became exposed. Panting rapidly, I looked around to find anything else to use against him until my eyes landed on the remainder of the unstable serum.

Grabbing the syringe, I dipped the needle into the serum and pulled the rest of it up and rushed to Schmidt. Unleashing my hidden blade, I pulled back and shoved the blade into his chest before twisting and pulling it out, blood gushing out of the wound and onto my coat. I shook my head in disbelief when he didn't fall onto the ground with what should have been a deadly blow. Shaking my head quickly, I fumbled with the syringe as I grabbed the notebook, while I raised my arm to shove the needle into his heart. Suddenly a hand slammed into my stomach, sending me flying into the wall under the shaft causing the surface to crack slightly.

"And now, I vill kill you and retrieve that stupid Doctor so I can kill him too."

Forgoing the syringe idea, I scrambled to my knees and pulled myself up the wall. Grabbing the ledge of the shaft, I found the strength to pull myself up, legs kicking out as I attempted to balance myself. I was almost into the confines of the small space when I felt something jam into my calf and a cool sensation coated my blood. Turning to quickly look over my shoulder, my eyes met Schmidt's as he attempted to hold back his screams of agony. I turned my head around as my thoughts began to get cloudy and forced myself to rush through the vent, using my enhanced senses to follow Erskines path out of the shaft. I began to slow, my head pounding and body shivering as I forced myself to keep going.

Shaking my head multiple times, and stumbling into the walls, I finally made it to the end of the shaft that was already busted open. I blinked rapidly, trying to find Erskine's trail when suddenly an ear splitting siren went off throughout the entire compound. Falling out of the shaft, I landed on the ground, feeling something snap. Looking down I saw the shattered remained of the syringe, and my heart skipped a couple of beats. I reached down and removed the needle and threw it onto the ground before rushing off as fast as I could towards the plane that was rumbling down the strip.
I fought the urge to drop onto the ground in agony as my lungs seized, my heart stopping for a moment causing my feet to stumble. I almost gave up when I felt a hand wrap around my waist. Looking up, I saw the kind face of Abraham Erskine.

"Come on Fräu·lein Assassin, we musn't miss our ride."

Nodding in agreement, I began to push my body as hard as I could, feeling fire begin to build within my soul. I must complete this mission, I must make sure Erskine gets to the plane.. whether I'm on it or not. I switched places with him, placing my hand onto his back and pushed him as we began to run towards the moving plane. As we quickly approached the plane, I watched as the side door opened to reveal Tomas.

"COME ON, YOU'VE GOT COMPANY ON YOUR TAIL!"

I didn't even risk a glance behind me as I pushed Erskine towards the plane, almost causing the man to trip. Tomas threw what I assume to be knives at those pursuing us, allowing us a little more time to reach the plane.

"SLOW DOWN, JUST A BIT! I DON'T CARE, WE CAN'T LEAVE EITHER BEHIND."

My vision began to fade as we finally made it to the door, Tomas grabbing Erskine's arm and pulling him into the plane. I reached out to grab the side of the door when my feet gave out, My vision fading as I was staring at the incoming pavement when I felt a hand tug my own and lift me off of the ground that had begun to grow more distant. I squeezed the hand that held mine as I was pulled into the plane, the cold sensation finally seeping into my bones before reaching my brain and causing everything to go black.

A/N: I really hope you guys liked it! Here is the translation for the scene with Erskine and Schmidt!

Doctor Erskine, I hope you have come further in your work than the last time I came to you-Schmidt

Herr Schmidt Erm, n-not entirely. I have gotten further, but what I have is.. is not stable enough to be tested out on human subjects- Erskine

Not stable enough, eh Doctor? Have you tested this sample yet?- Schmidt

N-no, I just finished making this sample and y - you just arrived in my jail - Lab, you just arrived in my lab before I had the opportunity to perform any tests-Erskine

Well Doctor, if you haven't tested this out yet, Perhaps we should. I am a man of science. Why don't we test it on a live specimen, hm?

I'm ready doctor, go ahead- Schmidt

No, No I am not going to give you this. You could die!-Erskine

Then you do not have to worry, right? What is there to lose?

Well, if you do not, I'll do it!-Schmidt

Again, I used Google Translate. If it's wrong blame them! I hope you guy's liked it, I really do! Let me know what you thought, and I'll get going on the 5th chapter once I catch up on sleep!

~MP~