A/N* Tis the moment you've all been waiting for...maybe its just me..? Shall we see what our Super Soldiers are up too?

Also, when you get near the end there is a song that is perfect for it. When I was writing the end of this chapter the song was playing in my head. Its Porch, from Avengers Infinity War by Alan Silvestri. Just a little extra thing :)

(Also, Sorry that it's so short! More coming soon!)

Aubrey hurtled into a large oak tree, gasping. She had been flying in the heat for three hours and before that? Two days. Her limbs flailed for a branch and she finally grabbed one, pulling herself up and perching like a bird. Her tired body groaned in protest, sweat trickling down her back. Her black combat suit had not done her any favors in the Texas heat. Aubrey's wings folded neatly behind her and she mulled over everything that had happened in the past 48 hours. She had landed in Texas late last night but the next morning she had picked up a tail. Almost immediately she had taken off and had been flying until now. Hunger gnawed at her belly but Aubrey's senses were on high alert, telling her to stay put. The leaves whispered in the wind and Aubrey's body sighed in relief. She sniffed the air and her stomach growled at the scent of hotdogs. Looking down she saw a hotdog cart not too far from her tree. It took everything in her not to swoop down and take the whole cart. Her hunger almost won out but Aubrey's mind reminded her that just this morning a Hydra agent had been tailing her. That thought alone rooted her to the tree branch. How had they found her? If she hadn't been paying attention then most certainly the agent would have succeeded. Puffing a breath out of her lips Aubrey watched a group of kids buy hotdogs and congregate beneath her tree. Her wings shuffled as she backed closer to the trunk, hoping she wouldn't be seen. The kids talked among themselves while they ate but at one point a boy stood up and declared.

"I bet none of you can climb this tree higher than I can!" he was met with various challenges from the others. The boy grabbed onto the trunk and started to shimmy himself up. Aubrey hissed under her breath and started climbing higher, attempting to hide. The group on the ground started cheering as the boy made it to the lower branches. He grabbed on and started moving faster. Aubrey made it to the top of the tree and nestled in the leaves, precariously balanced on a thin branch. She didn't want to fly in the heat or broad daylight and she hoped that the boy would soon tire. But the boy's strength didn't wain, he was half-way up the tree before Aubrey started to really worry. She scanned the area and knew immediately that someone would see her. So instead she deactivated her wings and dug her jean-jacket out of her bag, shrugging it on. Aubrey found one of her burner phones, adjusting to a more comfortable position, and pretended to be messing around on it. Moments later the boy's head popped into view. He startled when he caught sight of Aubrey and his brows furrowed.

"What?-" his eyes looked like they wanted to pop out of his head. "-How...When...What?" You're just sitting up here?"

Aubrey flicked her eyes up to him before looking back at her phone. She nodded and pretended to be uninterested. The boy made a noise with his mouth and looked like he wanted to say something else but one of his friends called from below

"Getting scared?"

"No..theres just..someone else up here" the boy called back

"Surreeee" was a child's reply.

Aubrey sighed and looked at the boy "Are you done yet?" she sounded grouchy and her words did the trick. The boy nodded and continued climbing. She watched him make it to the highest branch. He called down to the kids on the ground

"I made it! I'm coming down now" he shimmied back down, avoiding Aubrey. She waited as the kids talked among themselves and when she heard them mention racing to the top. Aubrey packed her stuff up and made her way to the lower branches, jumping to the ground. She pulled one of Bucky's baseball caps out of her bag and shoved it onto her head. Only a couple of the kids noticed her and they gave her odd looks but didn't say anything. Aubrey shouldered her tan backpack on, her deactivated wings. And held her other bag in her hands. She made her way to the edge of the park and from there slipped into alleyways. Her stomach grumbled and Aubrey hissed under her breath. She was hot, hungry, and thirsty, making for an irritable combination. Slinking out from an alleyway she eyed another hotdog cart, weighing her options. Her survival instincts told her to eat as soon as possible. So Aubrey watched as the owner served up several people. The people wandered off and she waited for her time to strike. The owner fanned himself with his apron and waited for more customers, Aubrey walked past the stand and watched as the man looked around and started locking things up. He hid the cart behind a dumpster before going into a cafe, presumably to use the restroom. Aubrey went up to the cart and used a hairpin to pick the lock, she fished out three hotdogs and took four buns. Leaving a twenty-dollar bill underneath one of the locks. She relocked everything and took the hotdogs back into an alleyway, devouring them within minutes. Aubrey's stomach gurgled thankfully and she felt slightly better, her head-clearing.

She scaled a small building and retreated to the crook of a roof, her eyes zooming around the square, looking for somewhere better to rest. Aubrey didn't want to go to any safehouses in the area because they were all once Hydra's. Therefore Hydra would know where to look. Her run-in with the agent that morning had her spooked. She jumped from one building to another and climbed to a roof, hiding away in a garden shed at the top of an apartment building. Aubrey's body sighed in relief in the coolness of the shed. She flopped back onto a bag of dirt and wished she could close her eyes. But her training told her otherwise, instead, she sat in the coolness and pulled a map out of her bag. Her finger trailed the route she had taken to where she was now. Ackerly, Texas. Aubrey's finger slid over the rough map paper as she figured out where her route would end. She tried in vain to keeper herself busy but before she knew what was happening Aubrey's eyelids flickered closed and she drifted off with a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. She slept for a full day and night before waking to her grumbling stomach. The lustery moonlight shown through the slats in the shed and Aubrey shot to an upright position. Her eyes immediately scanning her dark surroundings.

"I can't believe I nodded off" she grumbled before getting to her feet, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Aubrey prepared her wings before opening the shed door warily. The full moon was her companion as she slunk to the edge of the roof, the garden plants rustling in the light breeze. The street below seemed quieter and Aubrey breathed a deep breath before jumping off the building and launching into the sky. Her metallic wings coasted on the breeze as she flew through the night, the twinkling stars keeping her company. Silently she wondered if Bucky had made it far enough away but she was pulled from her thoughts by the rising sun. She had passed through most of Mexico and was now flying over Guatemala. As she started descending, Aubrey scouted the area and decided to stay in the central city. She smoothly landed on top of a building, her legs shook from disuse but soon they were steady enough to walk. Aubrey swiped more food and rested until nightfall. Then she took to the skies once again. She flew to Colombia before scouting out an abandoned house. From the outside, it was abandoned and there was no sign of anyone, yet her senses warned against the house. Aubrey did a thorough search around the house, her exhaustion winning out. She crept through the back door and Aubrey let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding. The house was empty...or so she thought. A floorboard creaked behind her and Aubrey stiffened, whirling around she came face to face with the last person she would have ever expected here.

Bucky.

Yet this wasn't the Bucky she knew...His eyes were clouded over and his face was stiff..emotionless. Only once before had Aubrey seen him like this..when he had been with Hydra. His brows narrowed at Aubrey and he started creeping closer, his footsteps silent. Aubrey gulped and felt fear bloom in her stomach..all along she had been right..something had been coming..something far worse than she had ever expected… Bucky snapped forward and attempted to grab Aubrey's wing but his hand only grazed the edge of her jets. She shot backward, the wall of the house shattering behind her. Rotted wood scraped Aubreys back but she ignored the pain, her focus on one person. Bucky launched at her and attempted to land blows to her head. Growling, Aubrey blocked them and shot back with blows of her own. She didn't want to hurt Bucky but when Aubrey glimpsed his knife she knew that he was truly gone. Aubrey wanted more than anything to take Bucky with her but couldn't with him in this state. She had to get help... Aubrey flared her wings and shot into the sky but a knife delved into her thigh, accompanied by two more in her lower leg. A guttural scream of pain ripped it's way out of Aubrey's mouth as she felt something hot and sticky running down her leg. Tears stream down her face but deep down Aubrey knew that if she didn't get away now then she had no hope. Ignoring the throbbing pain in her legs she spurred her jets on and shot into the sky…... Only for her wings to freeze up, her jets to die...and a net thrown around her.

Sounds played in her ears yet she did not hear….

People with red skull symbols flashed before her eyes yet she did not see….

Things scraped her broken body as she was drug along the ground yet she did not feel…

She was numb to these things..refusing to believe what had happened. The flight to wherever they were going was long and the whole time she stared at him. When she shifted she gasped in pain, her mouth forming a single word.

"Bucky…"

He stiffened and the handlers in the helicopter all looked to her with disdain. Her hands were bound and He looked around confusedly. A handler spoke rapid German, Aubreys befuddled mind was too clouded to understand. The Super Soldier nodded once at the words and continued staring straight ahead.

He had been a silent guardian and still was...yet his role had changed dramatically. She knew this would be the time they broke...or not

She listened as the helicopter landed, sitting in a pool of her own blood, dizzy from pain and lightheaded from emotion. The world spun before her as the handlers exited with him. She made no attempt to move and eventually someone came and heaved the net out of the copter. Her eyes trailed him until he disappeared into the murkiness of the building. The net was drug into the building, she held onto consciousness for as long as possible but every bump in the flooring felt as if another knife was being stabbed into her leg. So she let go and let the darkness take over, falling back into it and drifting away.

Floating on the murky waters of her consciousness, she was content to stay there forever..if not for the searing pain that flashed colors in her mind. She felt her physical body being thrown around before finally coming to rest on cold flooring that seemed to suck any remaining heat. Too soon she was pulled from the murky waters...back to reality..one she couldn't believe was happening. Her eyelids flickered open but shut tightly when white light seared them. A throbbing in the back of her mind pushed to the forefront when she sat up. A gasp of pain tore it's way out of her mouth as she leaned against a cold wall….Everything here was leeching any leftover warmth from her body. Violent shivers started to wrack it and she leaned her head back, puffing a breath out of her lips. A clang echoed through the room and she lifted her head weakly to see a handler enter the room.

"Wie heißen Sie" [What is your name] the man bellowed in German.

She sighed dejectedly, tired of fighting an uphill battle. Yet her true name came out of her mouth.

"Aubrey" Even as she said it, she heard the hopelessness in her voice...the note of pain. The man growled, in English this time.

"Your identity has become known, for now, it is too dangerous for you to be of use. If the Avengers noticed a spike in murders then they would be suspicious, would they not?-"

She didn't answer, reserving her strength as the man continued.

"-They most certainly would be...And we can't have that, can we? So instead the..-" the man hesitated, his next words full of malice "- remains...of Hydra will be training you and enhancing your enhancements. Preparing you for what is yet to come."

A last shot of venom boiled in her veins and she hissed at the man.

"You will fail, just as you have in the past. Everything Hydra has done has amounted to failure."

Yet the man chuckled "There has only ever been two things that Hydra got right.-" he sobered and looked straight at her, his snake eyes burrowing into her soul. "-The Winter Soldier..and Der Adler... You are our greatest achievement. More so than the other one. We did the right thing coming back for you...years of research would have been wasted otherwise-"

She cut him off "-How...how did you find Bucky….and me"

"He is much weaker than you so it was logical to capture him first. Neither of you are as unpredictable as you think you are." the man stopped and Aubrey heard a commlink in his hear chirp. He listened for a moment before heading towards the door. The man disappeared out it and just as Aubrey thought he was gone...he returned. Before she knew what was happening, a brightly colored dart pierced her skin and she went unconscious, anger burning her skin.

She woke in a cell, one of her feet bound with a chain to the wall. She groaned in pain before pulling herself upright. It was then that she realized that she had a new wound on her opposite leg. A burning cold sensation tingled and she gasped when it zinged from her toes to her head. Her mind was fuzzy yet she still knew who she was...kind of. She didn't move, staying in one spot for hours, blinking in and out of consciousness. Days or weeks may have passed. Food was shoved in and she knew after the first night that something was in the food. It burned her tongue and left her with stomach cramps. But one night a man appeared and hoisted her to her feet. She numbly limped through the hallways but when she was guided into a room she froze. She remembered this...this monstrosity. The silvery, shining chair looked no different then it had the last time she had seen it. She started repeating one thing over and over in her mind until it became a finality. "My name is Aubrey, I am the Eagle. I will find a way to break through the fog."

The girl was forced into the chair and before they could do anything, her unconscious did her a favor and let her fade away, the sentence blaring into her mind as the pain took over.