Chapter 8: What is…?

Lizzie groaned softly, prying open her eyes as she tried to fight the raging migraine pulsing in her head. She lifted her gaze from the floor, looking at her surroundings and herself. The girl was chained to a wall, but had enough slack to sit, stand, whatever, but looking at she knew she wouldn't be able to move outward more than a foot or two. She muttered, slouching against the wall to think, when all of a sudden a little pup caught her eye. It had a ragged piece of cloth attached to it's clearly brand new collar, and as the dog moved closer Lizzie swore that cloth looked like a piece of her mother's uniform.

"Hey there little guy… Where'd you come from?"

"Germany." a woman's voice made the girl look up, and as the beautiful woman walked over, she hissed.

"You must be Red Skull's daughter."

"And you, the daughter of Captain America." Sin smirked, kneeling in front of her. "Nice to meet you, Sergeant DC."

"Eh? Is that what you guys are calling me?" Lizzie looked thoughtful. "Not bad, not bad… Sounds cooler than some things I've heard."

"Oh? Well I'm glad you like it. Afterall, it'll be what we write on your tombstone."

"Yeah, no, no it won't. Remember that red beam that my shield shot off? Yeah, that was kinda like a homing beacon." it was Lizzie's turn to smirk. "The Avengers are probably on their way now, and believe me even daddy will put aside his morals to kick your ass. Then again I don't even want to think about what mutti'll do."

"That's right, I forgot your dear mutti was Admiral Deutsch. I have a score to settle with both of your parents. Thank you kindly for leading them here." Sin grinned. "I hope you don't really think I would be completely unprepared!"

Her smirk widened into a wicked grin. "Against my parents, when they were already pissed off before? Yeah, you might as well be standing alone at the center of a giant target. They alone will rip whatever measly force you consider to be your backup to shreds, then they'll get to you, and by the time they're done you'll wish you had stayed in that S.H.I.E.L.D. prison."

"I look forward to it." the redhead grinned herself. "If I could land a shot on your father before, it should be even easier when he's distracted by you!"

"What?" Lizzie's grin fell. "What do you mean 'distracted'?"

"Oh, you'll find out soon enough, little Sergeant."

Steve growled under his breath as he paced back and forth in front of his motorcycle, ready to hop on and go after his daughter, but stuck there until Thor returned. The blond was slow in coming back, but when he did, he wore a grim expression.

"She's been captured by some of those men from Hydra. They left a message for you on the room where her shield was."

"What do you mean, 'was'?" Steve took the note from the Asgardian, reading it quickly. "They're holding her prisoner, but they don't want to kill her." he looked up. "It says they need her alive to extract her blood to recreate the serum, and revive Red Skull."

Natasha looked concerned. "I did hear that he died in not long after we brought him over after rescuing Nicole, but I thought we cremated him to make sure he couldn't be revived."

"Obviously not. Whoever handled his body must've been a Hydra plant." the soldier growled. "C'mon! We have to go get Lizzie before they hurt her! Thor, lead the way!"

"Right."

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