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13.

"WHERE ARE THE OTHERS?!"

"Well, she sure knows how to intimidate, I'll give her that..."

Anne held the man up against the wall. He was terrified.

"I-I don't... Know..."

"DON'T LIE TO ME!"

The man started shaking uncontrollably. Anne pulled an arrow out of her quiver and stuck in quickly in his sleeve, making him believe she was going to stick it in his hand.

He screamed.

"The next one's going in for real... So, I'll ask again. Where are they?"

"They-they'll kill me."

"And what did you think I was going to do?"

A cruel grin appeared on her face. The only part of her face that he could see. The horror and terror grew up inside him. When he didn't answer, her grin vanished and she stuck another arrow in his hand.

He screamed out the information.

Anne smiled.

"See? Was that so hard?"

"What-what are you going to do with me?"

"Oh, I'm not going to do anything with you. But they will."

Nat and Clint fell from the roof and landed right in front of her.

"Hello. Now that the scary part's over. You're coming with us to SHIELD. Any objections?"

And Barton pointed an arrow to his head, smiling.

"Good job, Robin Hood. I've never seen anyone scare the crap out of someone like that."

"And you haven't seen anything yet."

The young girl smiled. It felt great to get back on the field again. But somehow, it seemed like that light that have filled her life those last two months was starting to fade again.

When they got back to the Tower, they told the others what they knew.

"The headquarters Hydra has been functioning in Europe. Somewhere on the italian alps. He didn't know anything more. Apparently they take secrecy so seriously they don't even tell their own agents."

"How do we know he wasn't lying?" Asked Steve confused.

"Trust me. I saw the look in his eyes. He wasn't lying." Was Anne's grave reply. That fear. She had seen pure fear in his eyes.

That was the part of that job that she didn't miss. Inflicting pain and fear in the hearts of other men and women.

The young girl stood up.

"If everyone's done questioning me, I'm going to wash up."

She wanted to say "to wash the blood off my hands", but she didn't want them to see her lip quiver.

She went up to her bathroom and started washing her hands, but the more she washed them, the more they felt dirty.

She sighed remembering the first time she had felt that way. She should have been used to it by now, but she just wasn't.

Torturing was hard and it weighed on her conscience.

Their pursuit didn't end there though.

The next day, they went out again. This time, all of them. They needed more information before flying off to Europe.

Anne wasn't used to flying, but, by that logic, she wasn't fond of aircrafts at all. They made her extremely nervous.

Tony was flying beside them, as was Thor. With such nonchalance that it seemed the most natural thing in the world.

For some reason, the young girl just wouldn't seem to calm down.

"Hey, calm down. It's just a mission."

Yeah. That helped. She already knew it was just a mission, but something told her that there were hidden truths in what was happening to them.

The attacks, the robots... Something just didn't quite add up. And how on earth had they known about Bucky?

Steve hadn't asked yet. He just couldn't seem to bring himself to do it. For all he was concerned, her past was her own buisness. So why did it bother him so much?

"Steve, I need you and Anne on the field now. The rest of us will give you aerial cover."

The two nodded and, without even a second thought, jumped from the plain. Both of them without parachutes. But they actually didn't seem to need them, for they both landed with extreme grace and agility. Most importantly, without even so much as a scratch.

Anne put her hood up once more.

They were standing on what looked like an old battle field, but now it was covered with snow.

"Do we have a plan?" She asked the Captain, unaware of what they were really trying to do.

"We should search the base. Do not engage in attack until I have told you to, okay?"

The girl nodded and followed the leader.

It took them a while to find the base in all of that desolation, especially with a snow storm blowing them left and right. At last, though, they saw a large grey construction.

"What is that?"

"Our target."

Steve tucked his shield on his back and pushed forward. The storm was getting stronger.

Finally they entered the seemingly abandoned warehouse and closed the door to get away from the cold.

"Are you sure they're here?"

It truly did seem abandoned. There was nothing but an old desk in the room.

"Let's start looking."

They pressed on the walls, the floors, picked up the desk and pushed on the wall behind it, but nothing.

"Wow. This must really be an abandoned warehouse."

Steve saw the annoyed grin on her face and wondered if they really had been wrong. Then it came to him.

"Wait here."

Anne watched as the Captain opened the door and went back outside.

After a few minutes he came back and nodded. He had found the passage.

It wasn't really hard to find after all. A simple shed door that went under the metal hut.

They climbed down the narrow stairway holding their breath, Anne with an arrow already sitting on her bow, ready to shoot.

The more they went down, the more the air was close.

It was becoming actually suffocating. Anne could feel drops of cold sweat on her brow. She could sense her heavy breathing and her blood pressure going down. This wasn't good. Something was terribly wrong.

The more they walked, the more their strength gave out.

For forty minutes they went on like this, until the girl, with no air left in her lungs, said:

"Steve! We have to go back! I can't breath!"

The Captain turned round and saw the young girl falter. She wasn't a super soldier like him. She couldn't resist much longer.

"Go back. I have to keep going. It's my mission."

Anne stared at him blankly, without saying a word.

"Anne, go back. I can handle this on my own."

Still, she said nothing. Steve glared at her, confused.

"Anne?"

Suddenly, she fell face down. With those words, her lungs had given out. When he realized what had happened, he picked her up and started running to the exit as fast as he could. But something had changed. A door shut going up the stairs.

So he tried running back down, but another door shut.

It was a trap. It had all been a trap.

For the first time in his life, Captain America started to panic. One of his friends was dying and he was trapped. But that wasn't the worst thing.

Even being a super soldier, Steve was still a human being, and even he had been struggling with the air.

"Natasha! Get down here! NOW!"

"Steve? What's wrong? Steve?"

But he never replied, for in that moment, his lungs gave out as well, and the two lay passed out on the floor.

When she woke, her head was pounding and her arms were strapped to something cold.

What had happened? All she could recall was the close air and then fainting. Nothing more.

Anne opened her eyes. She was in a small room made entirely of metal and she was strapped to a metal, vertical table.

On another table next to her was Steve.

That wasn't right.

"Steve?"

He didn't answer. Now she was truly afraid. Why were they there? Where were the others? Why hadn't they come for them? Anne started to panic.

"Steve? Please answer! STEVE!"

"Ahhh! Miss Knight! It it such a great pleasure to meet you!"

Anne turned around. In front of her was a man dressed in a long white robe. Now, she had no experience with these things, but she knew that that was never good.

"I was hoping you would wake before the injection."

His accent. He was german.

"Injection? What injection?"

"Well, we thought that since finally we had you in our grasp we would try it on you."

Fear. She was flooded by it now that she noticed what was in his hand. It was small, yet very clear to distinguish. A needle. And he was getting closer to her.

Anne started to struggle, trying to break herself off the table.

"You see, we have tried the same serum twice now. Once on Mr. Rogers and once on Mr. Barnes."

Bucky. What the hell had they done to Bucky?

"What have you done to him?"

"Nothing, for now. We are only interested in you. A female subject. And a strong one too! We have been watching you since you met Mr. Barnes."

"WHERE IS HE?"

The smug grin on the man's face disappeared.

"Unfortunately, we do not know. He escaped."

He had escaped. He was safe. But she was not.

"Now. Hold still or you shall ruin the procedure."

Anne turned to Steve once more.

"STEVE! STEVE PLEASE WAKE UP!"

But he did not.

"No need trying to call your friend. We have drugged him well."

But she wasn't ready to give up just yet.

"Steve... Please..."

It was too late, and she knew this.

A tear fell on her cheek as the man stuck the needle firmly in her arm. Then the pain started. It was like fire running through her veins. She screamed at the top of her lungs.

Just then, Tony and the others burst in.

Clint shot the man in the shoulder and ran over to her quickly.

"What's wrong with her?!" Cried Natasha.

Bruce picked up the needle lying on the floor.

"We need to get her back to the Tower! Now!"

"I shall take her!"

Thor unstrapped her from the table and Tony suit back up and they were both headed off full speed to the Tower.