Chapter 8

If anyone found Daisy Stark running out of the Triskelion odd, Daisy didn't notice. She was too busy trying t escape. Pierce could not have been working alone, which surely meant we had some trigger happy lackeys. She needed to get away and call her dad. The Avengers wore much more qualified to fight Hydra than a junior agent. Daisy just needed to survive long enough to tell him.

"Daisy!"

She slid to a stop as Steve called her name. My Dad's not the only Avenger I know.

"Daisy what's…"

Before Steve could finish his sentence, Daisy pushed him back towards his motorcycle and climbed on. "Drive, we need to get to the airport."

"Daisy. What…"

"Now!"

Steve didn't fight her anymore, but kicked the motorcycle into high gear and sped off. Finally sensing the urgency, Steve weaved in and out of traffic, seeding all the way.

"It's Pierce," Daisy began, realizing he was driving like a madman but didn't have an explanation for why. "He's Hyd…"

Bang! Daisy broke off as a shot rang out, popping their front tire. The motorcycle flipped, sending Daisy and Steve flying. Steve landed on his side, S.H.I.E.L.D blocking his fall. Daisy has no such protection. Her leg got caught on the bike, and blood gushed from scrapes all over her body. She didn't have time to feel the pain, though, because the shooter stalked through traffic shooting again.

Daisy pulled her gun, this time daring to shoot. The masked figure turned towards her, deflecting her bullets with his metal arm. Most of his face was covered, but his eyes bore into her soul, and then he began to shoot again- in the other direction of Daisy.

Steve blocked the bullets with his S.H.I.E.L.D, trying to get towards Daisy before their attacker. It seemed like he would kill Steve, but he wanted Daisy. Pierce just can't take no for an answer, can he?"

Daisy tried to free herself from the wreckage, but the metal had warped around her into a mess. She'd be better trying to drag the destroyed bike as she ran than free herself from it. So, she tried just that, pushing herself up and dragging the bike with her. She managed to get a few feet, as Steve threw himself at their attacker, but the metal-armed man noticed, and turned his gun on Daisy, shooting her in the right shoulder.

She fell, unable to avoid the shooting pain. This wasn't the first time she'd been shot, and it surely wouldn't be the last. Natasha could act how she wanted; Daisy knew the truth. You never get used to the pain of being shot.

Steve attacked the man with a new ferocity, but the metal-armed-man kept up. No one should have been able to fight Steve, not unless… "He's enhanced Steve!"

Cap had probably already figured that out, but Daisy had to tell him anyways. She tried rising to her feet again, but the pain was unbearable. Between her leg and her shoulder Daisy wasn't going anywhere. She just needed to stem her bleeding until help came.

Help! Daisy had just been lying there without even considering that her phone was still tight against her pocket. She managed it out, and pressed 2.

"Hey Daisy what's…"

"Dad! I need help…" Daisy didn't even know what to say. She'd called her dad but he was all the way in New York. Even with his suit by the time he got there… "Please help. I love you."

She didn't wait to hear his panicked voice. He would come, but too late. She needed to call Nat, who wasn't four states away. Her hands shook as she tried to dial the number, but it just came up busy. "Damn it!" Her dad had probably called Nat, and so now the woman couldn't answer her own call.

Daisy put her phone aside, and attempted to aim her gun at the attacker. Hopefully Steve had enough of his attention that he wouldn't just knock them aside. But Daisy's hands were shaking, whether with fear or shock it didn't matter. She couldn't distinguish Steve's hand from their attacker's, and the world around her blurred.

Daisy was losing a lot of blood, and she knew it. Letting her gun drop, Daisy just tried to apply pressure, hang on. The sound of sirens rang out, help was coming, she only had to hang on.

Steve and his attacker were a blur of red, white, blue and black. Steve was losing though, and it appeared that their attacker had gotten control of his shield Daisy tried to follow them, but the last thing she noticed before falling into the gentle darkness of unconsciousness was Steve being beat upon by his own shield.

AN: Short, I know, but really I hate this chapter and I hate writing fight scenes so forgive me. More drama tomorrow.