Hey guys. Here's chapter four, as promised a mission. Check ya soon dolls.
-The Long Story-
"Um, okay." I replied blinking slowly trying not to freak out too much. Skye nodded and gave me a small grin.
"Suit up, May you're their pilot." She nodded stepping into my line of sight. I slipped out from underneath Dad's arm and made my way back to the garage. I opened the trunk, fully aware of those who followed me.
I pulled out a couple of the guns, the extra bullets, my favorite knife, it was a hybrid knife, foldable with brass knuckles attached. I also pulled out the katanas that attached at the hilts to make a double bladed staff. As a last minute thought I grabbed the throwing knives too. I tossed them into a small duffle and zipped it closed.
"You got this kid." Dad spoke from behind me.
"Do I?" I asked looking over my shoulder at him. He nodded and ran a hand through his hair with a small smile. He took the dog tags from around his neck and held them out to me.
"Yeah, you do." He dropped them over my head and gave me a quick hug. "You know, I'm not always...James Barnes, the Soldier still seeps through when I'm fighting or even training you. And I've seen the weapon in you seep through while you train. That's a part out you that you can't escape, no matter how much you may want to. I believe in you."
I tucked the tags into my shirt and looked up at him. I was small compared to a lot of people, I stood at a solid five foot two and compared to his six foot two to three I was downright tiny. I gave him the best attempt of a smile I could manage and gave his forearms a small squeeze. "Good luck darlin'." He murmured.
"Danke pops." I replied grabbing my weapons duffle and heading for Coulson's office.
"It's just an Intel op." The Bossman spoke crossing his arm and a half, okay that was mean but true, looking between Skye and I. "I'm aware that you have weapons but we're going to issue you an ICER gun and some other tactical gear." This he directed towards me. "Please report to FitzSimmons after the briefing." I nodded and he continued on, the target was a HYDRA base that Whitehall reportedly had worked at a lot, we were going in to raid the lab databases, the Avengers had destroyed the base just before the Sokovian Disaster. I focused on the map to memorize it as I listened to Coulson's plan.
I stopped by the labs and had a black duffle tossed to me without any preamble. The engineer looked up and gave me a pained expression. "Don't let her get hurt." He spoke surprising me with a Scottish accent. I locked my lip and nodded crossing my heart.
"Promise." He nodded and didn't say another word. I turned and left without looking back. No matter what Skye would come back.
It was fairly simple, we'd gone in through the service doors and make our way to the base's labs and salvage anything we could before Skye really razed it to the ground. I scanned through the reports, unease settled in my stomach as I read the files. Mine was there, near the bottom. I read it carefully, I had never even had the chance to be normal. According to the file I was a prodigy but it also said that the Winter Soldier had killed me. I stared at that line reading it over and over, I barely remembered that day. I remembered that he was ordered to, I remember him marching me outside and simply pointing. I had run backward for a minute then turned and booked it. I heard the gunshots and I never knew how he had convinced them that I was dead. But it was at this base that my life started.
"Wynter?" Skye asked placing her hand on my shoulder. I blinked at looked at her. "Grab what you can, we gotta-"
"Skye..." A dark voice nearly purred. The next thing I knew I was pushing Skye out of the service door and drawing my swords screaming at her to level the place, it was too late because Grant Ward was already out and following us. I watched as Skye made it to the jet in front of me before I turned and attacked Ward.
I stabbed the swords into the ground and attacked him with my fists. I felt his ribs crack under my knuckles after my first punch, my own creaked under his. Skye was screaming in my ear and I was screaming for May to just go, I'd find my own way back. The jet took off and Skye screamed at me again.
My head snapped to the side as his first connected with my jaw. Spots danced in my vision as I kneed him in the gut. He kicked me in the chest sending me flying backwards. I hit the ground hard and coughed rolling to my feet I barely stood when my world went black. Ah shit.
-The Long Story-
A/N: It's gonna get interesting soon.