"Where the fuck is my daughter!".
John Fitzgerald never swore. As the president of the United States, he was to obtain a professional manner wherever he went. But when it came to his family, he wasn't fucking around. The second he heard the news about the shooting and car crash, he out the door like a cheetah.
John paced around the oval, hands on his hips as listened to the report on the attack. Steve and the rest of the avengers sat in the oval, listening intently as well. They had come along with the president just encase more Hydra agents were scouting the streets and planning to attack him.
"Hydra agents corned them, ran them off the road, there was a shooting on west street" Taylor, his head of security said, and John sighed.
"What about Michael and Bruno, what's their condition?" he asked.
"Bruno only came with a few scratches, but Michael's condition is worse. They took him to hospital as soon as authorities came but no word on his current state" John leaned against his desk, rubbing his face with his hands. His mind was all over the place. Hydra were running in lead of this war and everyday something was happening. Now his daughter was missing and one of his guards was in critical condition.
I knew I should have kept her at home
The guilt was beating him up and he couldn't help but think of the worse possible scenario for Violet. Hydra were taking any chance they could to get on top and right now, they had the president in the palm of their hands.
"What about the Hydra agents, did they survive?" asked Steve.
"On scene it looked like a handful were dead. Bruno said there were more but managed to get away just as the cops arrived… but he mentioned one in particular" Taylor said cautiously which grabbed everyone's attention.
"He said there was one guy, bigger and taller than the others. He was the one who fired at them to begin with. They intended to find Violet once they had dealt with the rest but there were too many" John paced the room again, biting his lower lip.
"He must have been going after Violet" Natasha said.
"But why… what did she have that they want or is it just a way to get to me so we can meet their demands" John asked, and the room was silent.
A knock to the door came and opened, another security guard revealed behind it. He stepped into the oval.
"Mr President, Mr Stark is here" he said, and Tony waltzed in from behind, a stack of papers in his hand.
"Please tell me you have information on who took my daughter" John said desperately, and Tony nodded, handing him the papers.
"I've accessed everything on that stick. It's got information from over ninety years of Hydra, missions, agents, plans" Tony sat in one of the chairs, holding his legs as John opened the stack of papers, looking through the information.
"Hydra is planning a worldwide attack. The hell carriers S.H.I.E.L.D have been building aren't going to be used against Hydra but for Hydra. Armin Zola, lead scientist of Hydra back in 1934 was recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D in 1945 under operation paperclip. S.H.I.E.L.D was using former Hydra agents to work for them as a pardon in exchange for federal employment" Tony explained.
Steve narrowed his eyes at the mention of Zola. He hated that scum of a scientist. He remembered back when he captured him, ending his plans for world domination. But then he was asleep for seventy years and had no clue that he had been working for S.H.I..E.L.D this whole time.
"He's dead though, surely he can't be behind this" Steve questioned, and Tony raised his brows.
"You'd think so, but no. Zola transferred his mind into a computer, one of the undercover Hydra bases, your old training camp Cap" Tony said, and Steve stared at him blankly.
"Anyway, Zola has been building Hydra under the shadows for years, secret operatives running operations behind their back and now they are planning to take out any threats to Hydra. Zola created an algorithm that would detect anyone who could be a possible threat and take them out with a single shot".
"Thus, leaving them in charge" Natasha finished off. The group looked at each other in worry. This was big, bigger than anything this country has faced.
"God damn" John smacked the papers on the table, taking a seat and running his fingers through his hair.
"What about Violet?" he said nervously.
Tony reached into the papers and took one out, sliding it across the table in the middle.
"We believe this is who took your daughter. His name is James Buchanan Barnes, also goes by the name of Bucky. He's Hydra greatest weapon and soldier. Zola created his own version of the secret soldier serum and gave it to him. They ran a programme called the Winter Soldier. Since then, he's been doing Hydra's bidding. He's been credited with over two dozen assassinations in the last fifty years, including JFK".
The room was silent with disbelief and John sighed heavily. He was starting to think the worst. His daughter had been taken by Hydra's greatest assassin and there had been no word of her location.
"He's tough then" Clint asked, and Tony nodded.
"He's their greatest weapon. With him and those hell carriers, they could be unstoppable" it was hard to hear but it was true. Hydra were close to achieving world domination and now with Violet in their hands, they could demand anything. It was a tough decision for John. He couldn't bear to have his daughter hurt by Hydra but then he'd do anything to get her back. John didn't say anything, only stared at the floor.
"Don't worry Mr President, we'll get her back" Steve assured. He's met Violet a few times now and he had to admit she was a sweet and kind girl. He too didn't want to see her hurt and vowed to himself to get her back. Steve himself was a super soldier therefore he knew the strength and build of another. John looked around the group before taking a deep breath and standing, straightening his suit. He trusted the avengers to get his daughter back.
"Mr President you should keep out of the public for now, Hydra is everywhere, and we can't risk anything happening to you" Taylor suggested.
"He's right, we'll take care of everything" Sam said.
"Thank you… in the meantime we need to address those hell carriers, Mr Stark, can you create a new algorithm to combat Hydra's one. If we can infiltrate S.H.I.E.L.D, we can access the hell carriers and stop them from hitting any targets".
"I'll get working on it now" he stood from the chair.
"Natasha and Clint, check out that Hydra base and see if you can locate any other bases" Steve ordered and they nodded, standing up to leave.
"Sam, you're with me" he nodded and stood. They made their way to the door to leave when Steve felt a hand on his arm pulling him back. He turned to face John who had a worried look on his face, eyes with heavy bags and a tight smile on his lips.
"Promise me you'll find her" he whispered. It was a hard promise to make, but Steve was determined to find her. He wasn't going to let Hydra win again
"I promise" Steve nodded, seriousness in his tone and John gave a smile, letting him go.
….
Violet groaned softly to herself as she woke from a deep slumber. There was a pounding in her head and her face felt bruised and sore. Her head was nestled in a soft white pillow and there was a soft blanket draped over her body. The room was dim and when her eyes fully opened, she stared at the burnt orange wall in front of her. It was unfamiliar to her, and she narrowed her eyes in confusion.
Her throat was dry and her eyes full of sleep with crust in the corners. She moaned softly, wiping away the crud and pushed herself off the bed. Her body was weaker than she thought, and she struggled to push herself up, her arms shaking as she put all her weight on them. She hissed as there was sharp pain in her neck as she turned her head and her hand instantly went there, massaging the muscles deeply to unkink the cramp.
She slowly turned around on the bed, her eyes scanning the unfamiliar room. It was spacious but not that big. The walls were burnt orange which made the room darker. The bed was pressed up against the wall and across from her was a door that was ajar. Taking a closer look, she saw the edge of a toilet bowl and assumed that it was some sort of bathroom. On the right side of the room was a lone desk with a chair and on the other side in front of the bed was another door. The room was warm, the heat coming from the metal radiator on the wall
Panic started to brew, and she tried to think about what had happened. And then it hit her like a slap in the face. The car crash, the gun fight, the office… the soldier. Violet looked to the door and immediately pushed herself off the bed to run towards it but was yanked back by something on her hands. She yelped as her wrists were tugged and she looked down to see two leather cuffs wrapped around her wrists, padlocked and a chain between them. Another chain was locked to the middle of the smaller chain and ran towards a ring on the wall beside the bed.
"Fuck" she tugged at them but them seemed sturdy and unlikely to budge. She shuddered, a shaky breath escaping as she sat back on the bed, the mattress squeaking. There were no windows in the room, so she had no idea where this place was. All she knew was that Hydra had captured her.
Her attention was caught when she heard footsteps muffled by the walls of the room and she looked over at the door, waiting for whoever was behind. The click of locks unlocking made her jump and she held her fists tightly into her lap. The door creaked open, and a bright light shone into the room, almost blinding her.
She squinted hard and when a figure stepped forward, blocking out the light, she looked up and stared at him.
Bucky, as he was known as, although she didn't know, stood in the door frame. His eyes were fixed on her, a tight line on his lips. His mask had been removed now and she could see his whole face. His jawline was sharper than a kitchen knife, his lips pink and soft looking. His muzzle covered the lower half of his face. He stepped inside, kicking the door shut and it slammed, making her flinch. He was still dressed in his gear from before, weapons hanging off every pocket and holster attached to him.
His metal hand glinted in the warm lights that suddenly came on, slowly illuminating the room and she got a better look at him. he came to stand in front of her, standing in the middle of the room, chin held high as he examined her.
"Where am I?" she was more confident that she thought, her words coming out clear and her tone serious.
"Somewhere safe" the answer was almost mocking her, as if she was safe with him.
"Why am I here?" she hadn't blinked yet, not wanting to lose her eyeline with the deadly soldier. She was not losing her guard with him, even though she was in lower position. In a fight against her and him, he would come out on top. He was much stronger than her and he wasn't the one currently chained up.
"Because Hydra is rising. Your father has been causing all sorts of problems for us and Hydra needed a way in" he smirked, and Violet felt her heart beating quicker, the nerves settling in her stomach. She swallowed and took a deep breath.
"What does that have to do with me" she squeaked, and Bucky took a step forward. Violet inched backwards, pulling her knees up to shield herself from him. Bucky's lips curled into a smile as he watched her shrink away. He would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy seeing her crumble beneath him.
"Well, if your father wants you back alive and well then he'd be best to do as he's told".
"What are you going to do with me?" she asked her voice starting to crack and she cleared her throat. The chain's clinked as she moved her hands about.
"Well that depends on you. If your good then nothing, if your bad… well we'll see" he shrugged.
Violet let out a shaky breath. She had no control. She was a hostage to Hydra, a prisoner, a captive and unless her father played by their rules, she was going to face the consequences. It scared her and she felt her lower lips start to quiver.
"Please, please don't do this… I already told you everything I know, I don't know anymore" she slid off the bed, standing up as she pleaded with her captor.
"I don't need information from you, you already told me enough. Hydra knows the avengers are on your father's side and once they are eliminated then no one else will be left but your father. Then Hydra will take control just like it was always meant to" Bucky stared down at her and Violet scoffed.
"So, you'd let them kill innocent people" she whispered, and Bucky tilted his head.
"Only the ones who are a threat".
Silence took over between the two of them and suddenly a questioned popped into her head.
"How did you find me?". She was talking about the car crash. How did he know she was hiding in the offices?
"Your phone has a tracker; I hacked it and found your location" he said simply, and she blinked in shock.
"What about Michael… and Bruno. Did you kill them?" she demanded. She feared the answer he was going to give. She prayed they made it out alive. But there seemed to be so many men shooting at them that it looked like they didn't stand a chance.
Bucky stared at her for a moment, his lips curling into another smirk.
"I don't know… I was too busy with you" he pointed out and she swallowed. She tightened her hands into fists, her knuckles turning white, and she gritted as she spoke.
"If you've hurt them…" he cut off her quickly, his voice booming slightly in the room.
"You'll what, kill me. I think it's pretty clear who's in control here sweetheart" Violet felt a flash of anger inside her and she lifted her hand to slap him in the face, but he caught her wrist in no time. His metal fingers latched on like a handcuff and he pulled her arm back, sharp pain riddling her body and she yelped.
"Ah ah ah, I wouldn't if I were you, I would hate to have to punish you already" he spoke in her ear and let her go, throwing her backwards slightly until she fell on the bed.
"I'll be back later with some lunch" he strolled over to the door and Violet jumped from the bed, running after him but was pulled back by the stupid chain again.
"Please, please don't do this" she yelled but Bucky didn't turn to her. He slammed the door behind him, locks clicking as Violet screamed, yanking on her restraints. The sound of her screams immediately stopped as the door had shut, and Bucky walked away from the door.
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