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Bloodreina - The New Avenger Chapter Five (The 100/Marvel)
Prologue || Chapter One || Chapter Two || Capter Three || Chapter Four
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Summary: The 100 AU in the Marvel Universe What if Octavia and Bellamy joined the Avengers after escaping HYDRA’s Ark Project? Set after the Battle of New York. 
Pairings: All platonic for now: Steve x Octavia, Avengers x Octavia, Bellamy x Octavia, Bellamy x Raven, Octavia x Raven, Boodreina x Winter Soldier, more to come soon…
Word Count: 2699
Warnings: Bad writing maybe? (sorry about that)
A/N: I know I haven’t updated in a while - sorry about that. Hopefully I will find the inspiration to continue update regularly. Please, if you enjoy it, like and comment! 
Chapter Five- “you’d be right by my side”
Only the most delicate missions required both Bloodreina and Winter Soldier to work together, something Octavia wasn’t very fond of. The soldier had no concern of anyone else well being, he was a machine devoid of emotions, and Octavia couldn’t trust someone who had no heart.
The Hamburg mission was barely a success, although well executed and the targets acquired and terminated quickly without loose ends, Octavia still managed to get shot in the crossfire. Now they were heading to a safe house, an abandoned loft in a deteriorated building. The soldier walked in first, rifle in hand, inspecting the place, with Octavia following suit, hand still clutching the bullet hound in her chest, right above her heart. As soon as he cleared the floor, Octavia allowed her drained body to fall onto the stained couch, one of the few pieces of furniture inside the apartment.
She observed as he desperately tried to regain communications with the Operations Control, to no avail. Frustrated, he took the earpiece and threw it away across the room. He sat himself near of the windows, scanning the street for any suspicious behavior from the people walking by. And although his eyes were locked at the people roaming outside, his mind was elsewhere. That morning before the mission he seemed collected, calm, as he always was. What had changed?
“Soldier, report on the mission” Octavia commanded, as she stood up. She walked towards the open kitchen, where she found a first aid box in the far-side of the top cabinets, only reaching it at the tip of her toes. She looked back at the soldier, he had ignored her command as if she wasn’t even there.
“Soldier, report” she tried again, her voice more austere this time. She sat back in the couch, taking off her jacket, exposing the bleeding wound. The bullet went through her chest and exited from the back in a straight line, which meant that the wound would heal faster if she manage to stop the hemorrhage, or she would die. So, she needed to stop the bleeding as soon as possible and make a bandage. She grabbed the first-aid kit that sat on top of the center-table and dropped the disinfectant liquid on the open wound, gasping at the burning sensation it inflicted. 
And yet again, the soldier had decided to ignore her. If he becomes unresponsive, use violence to force him to comply. That were her orders, the only way HYDRA knew how to deal with the Winter Soldier.
“Soldat, what happened?” Octavia yelled, her voice cracking as a new string of blood ran through the gauze and down her top
“I don’t know!” he yelled back at her, and both froze in place
She was now speechless, her mouth slightly open as she stood still in her seat. That was not the Winter Soldier, as he stood facing her, evident shock in his features, as he was only now realizing her condition. He shook his head sightly, walking towards her without saying a word, kneeling in front of her, taking the gauze from her hands and pressing it gently against her chest.
“What’s your name?” Octavia asked, taking in his features for the first time. His sharp jaw line was covered in a thin layer of beard, his thick lips pursed in a frown and his steel blue eyes focused on the task in hands “Your real name, the one you had before joining HYDRA”
“I- I don’t remember” he simply told her
“Well, that sucks. You know? You must’ve had a name, a place of your own, family, friends... You just can’t remember them”
“Do you?” the Soldier looked up, a small smirk crossing his lips, defying her for an answer
“My name is Octavia. They don’t know I know about my past, or else they would erase my memory. They haven’t done that in a while, which makes it easier to remember stuff from before.”
“Before?”
“Before they made me kill people. Before Bloodreina”
The bleeding had slowed, so he sat the bandage on top of the wound and pressed it in order for it to stick to the skin, which made Octavia gasp.
“How bad is it?” she asked, her voice hoarse as her body was drained of all its strength “Am I gonna die?”
“I can’t stop the bleeding” he admitted “We need to get you back to base soon, before you bleed out”
“No, I won’t go back” Octavia said, as she tried to raise herself from the couch
“That’s not up for discussion.” the Soldier retorted, pushing her back to her seat. He got up, grabbing the riffle he left by the window and sat by her side, setting the riffle down against the couch.
Octavia grunted in discomfort, frowning. She tried to move again, and he simply sat his metal arm in front of her torso, pushing her down effortlessly, again.
“You’re a real piece of work, aren’t ya?” he asked
“I liked you better when you didn’t talk at all” she retorted
“Yeah, I bet” he replied, pursing his mouth in a brief, yet irritating self-satisfying smirk, as he leaned back on his seat, crossed his arms behind his head and closed his eyes.
Octavia could feel her body starting to shut-down, as time passed by. This was her last chance to try to reason with her mentor, before she fainted “You know, we could just make a run for it”
“Yeah? And what would we do next?” he wakened out of his doze, but spoke without opening his eyes
“We’d hide for a while. In a place like this, maybe. And as soon as I got my strength back, we’d come for them” 
“You wanna go against HYDRA? Alone?” he asked, skeptical “You’ll die”
“Then I’ll die - as a free woman, not a weapon” she looked at him, whose gaze was already on her “And I wouldn’t be alone, you’d be right by my side”
***
Present day
Octavia hated that feeling. If only she had known Bucky Barnes, Steve’s best-friend was the Winter Soldier, she would’ve tried to help him. But how could she know? She had seen the photo of Bucky in the museum and Steve had told her a whole lot of stories from their old times together, but there was barely no resemblance with the stoic and merciless HYDRA soldier that trained her. She had looked into his eyes and saw nothing but darkness and apathy. Except in Hamburg… 
Octavia looked around. They were being transported in a SHIELD van, with their hand and feet cuffed in chains. Sam was sat right in front of her, with Natasha by his side. Two guards stood facing them and the door. She looked at Steve, who was sited by her side, and the look on his face, helpless and grieve-stricken, was breaking her heart.
“Did you knew?” He spoke in a whisper, staring nowhere straight-forward “Did you knew he was my Bucky?”
His Bucky. His family. His home. “No, of course not!” Octavia said quickly, her voice cracking in angst “I would never do that to you... ”
Steve turned to Octavia and smiled weakly “It was him. He looked right at me like he didn't even know me.”
“How's that even possible?” Sam said, as he too was listening to the conversation “It was like seventy years ago.”
“Zola. Bucky's whole unit was captured in '43, Zola experimented on him. Whatever he did helped Bucky survive the fall. They must have found him and…”
“None of that's your fault, Steve.” Natasha spoke nonchalantly 
“Even when I had nothing, I had Bucky.”
“We need to get a doctor here.” Sam said, bringing everyone’s attention to Natasha, who was bleeding from her shoulder “If we don't put pressure on that wound she's gonna bleed out here in the truck.” 
One of the guards pulled out an electric rod and Sam flinched away, but instead of hitting Sam the guard neutralized the other guard and knocked him out. 
“Ah” the guard panted as he took of the helmet, revealing to be Maria Hill “That thing was squeezing my brain.” she looked at the group, her eyes landing on Sam “Who's this guy?” 
***
Maria led them to a secret facility, which was basically an old abandoned dam. As they arrived, Maria brought them to a room were Nick Fury was. Alive. Natasha sat down on a chair close to him, a doctor stitched her up as Fury explained how he’d survived.
When the doctor finished treating Natasha, Octavia helped her move to a seat at a table, which had on top a tablet, a briefcase and a bullet-proof looking metal case, and stood behind her. Maria and Steve helped Fury sit down too, and as Sam walked to Steve’s side, Maria opened the briefcase, and a photo of Alexander Pierce flung across the table. 
Fury reached for it “This man declined the Nobel Peace Prize. He said, ‘Peace wasn't an achievement, it was a responsibility.’ See, it's stuff like this that gives me trust issues.”
“We have to stop the launch.” Natasha spoke straight-forward 
“I don't think the Council's accepting my calls anymore.” Fury said, as he opened the metal case, that contained three chips.
Maria turned the tablet around, showing a 3D model of the Helicarriers “Once the Helicarriers reach three thousand feet, they'll triangulate with Insight satellites becoming fully weaponized.”
“We need to breach those carriers and replace their targeting blades with our own.” Nick added, and Maria continued
“One or two won't cut it. We need to link all three carriers for this to work, because if even one of those ships remains operational a whole lot of people are gonna die.”
“We have to assume everyone aboard those carriers is HYDRA. We need to get pass them, insert the server blades, and maybe, just maybe, we can salvage what's left…”
“We're not salvaging anything.” Steve cut Fury off “We're not just taking down the carriers, Nick, we're taking down SHIELD.”
“SHIELD had nothing to do with it.” Fury tried to justify, but Steve wasn’t taking it
“You gave me this mission, this is how it ends. SHIELD's been compromised, you said so yourself. HYDRA grew right under your nose and nobody noticed.”
“Why do you think we're meeting in this cave? I noticed.” Fury pointed out
“And how many paid the price before you did?” Octavia asked, and the room fell silent. Fury gulped and sat straight on his chair. He was apparently bothered by her remark, but he hid it very well as he turned to Steve, and spoke honestly
“Look, I didn't know about Barnes.”
Steve seemed unfazed “Even if you have, would you have told me? Or would you have compartmentalized that too? SHIELD, HYDRA, it all goes.”
“He's right.” Octavia agreed “It’s time to end HYDRA, once and for all”
Fury looked at Natasha, then Maria. They nodded in agreement. He finally looked at Sam, who simply raised his hands and smiled sheepishly
“Don't look at me. I do what he does, just slower.”
Fury leaned back in his seat, apparently annoyed “Well... Looks like you're giving the orders now, Captain.”
***
Natasha needed a couple hours of rest for her arm to heal properly, so they waited. The plan was being set on motion. Maria and Sam were discussing a few details while Steve was seemingly impatient, and he excused himself, saying he was in need of fresh air. After a while, Octavia went after him, finding him outside the dam, lost in his thoughts, completely oblivious to her presence.
“You thinking about him?” Octavia called, as she walked towards Steve.
“Yeah” he answered slowly, looking down at her “All that time you spent with him... How was he?”
“Brutal” Octavia spoke, adverting her gaze from his “but if it wasn’t for his training, I wouldn’t have survived HYDRA. He made Bloodreina be, and I survived because of it.” then she smiled, as a particular memory came to mind “but there was this one time, in a mission gone wrong, that I saw something in him I haven’t seen before. There’s a small part of him that was still human, so I thought”
“What happened?”
“I almost escaped HYDRA, but he brought me back against my will” she replied dryly, remembering the hurt she felt when she woke in HYDRA’s infirmary, patched up but a prisoner, again.
Steve looked away from her, setting both of his hands on the railing in front of them “I’m sorry”
“Don’t be, it’s no one’s fault” Octavia said, as she her right hand on top of his left “How was he, back then?”
Steve smiled, as he spoke “Kind. Funny. He always had my back when I got into a fight.” Octavia arched her brow and Steve laughed “Which I did on a regular basis” Octavia cracked a laugh, and Steve nudged her gently before continuing “He was also a ladies’ man, and was always trying to find me a date... But most times I’d just end up as a third wheel”
Octavia laughed amused at Steve’s embarrassment. She and Natasha were having such difficulties trying to find him a date, and he was Captain America, so she imagined the hardships Bucky had to endure trying to find girls willing to go out with a very young, tiny Steve who was to shy and awkward to maintain a talk with a girl.
“He sounds like the best”
“He is”
“Steve...” Octavia started, hesitantly “That guy today, the Winter Soldier... He’s not your friend, not anymore”
“And he's gonna be there, you know?” Sam called out to them, making both of them jump in surprise and take a step away from each other, to which Sam grinned and Octavia frowned “Am I interrupting something?”
“Jesus Sam, you scared me!” Octavia scolded “Your point is?”
“Look, whoever he used to be, the guy he is now, I don't think he's the kind you save. He's the kind you stop.” Sam clarified
“I don't know if I can do that.” Steve pointed out
“Maybe we can do both” both boys looked at Octavia, and she explained “Stop him first and then save him”
“Well, he might not give you a choice.” Sam added “He doesn't know you. None of you.”
“He will. Gear up Sam, it's time.” Steve turned and started to walk away from the group “Octavia” he called out “Come with me. If you're gonna fight a war, you gotta wear a uniform.”
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Bloodreina - The New Avenger Chapter Two (The 100/Marvel)
Prologue || Chapter One
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Summary: The 100 AU in the Marvel Universe What if Octavia and Bellamy joined the Avengers after escaping HYDRA’s Ark Project? Set after the Battle of New York. 
Pairings: All platonic for now: Steve x Octavia, Avengers x Octavia, Bellamy x Octavia, Bellamy x Raven, Octavia x Raven, Boodreina x Winter Soldier, more to come soon…
Word Count: 1786
Warnings: Bad writing maybe? (sorry about that)
A/N: We are finally getting a glimpse of Octavia’s past, in the Ark, and the people she dealt with, specially our beloved deadly assassin Winter Soldier…
Chapter Two - Winter is Coming
“Session number 4, subject Octavia Blake” Fury said out loud, leading off another recorded session. Since they joined SHIELD, one of Fury’s conditions was that once a week Octavia would join him for the course of an hour, and she would tell give him all the information she had about the Ark, the missions she executed for HYDRA and the assets she came in contact with. “Last session, we talked about the day they took you and the serum. Now, let’s talk about your training”
“The serum did not work as they expected, my body didn’t suffer physical changes, but inside, everything was hyped” Octavia started, her voice nonchalant, as if she was telling a story from a book “I was taken to a cell everyday, where my tutor would beat me up until I defended myself, or passed out” Octavia brought her eyes down to her hands as she spoke that last part, the pain inflicted to her all those years ago still very present in her mind
“Who was he?”
��They only called him “the asset”. I was not allowed to address him during training, but during the missions we were assigned he answered to Soldat, or soldier” Octavia closed her eyes briefly, the mere mention of the name giving her chills “he only spoke to give me orders, in both Russian or English. He was a machine, very precise and brutal, his strength and speed enhanced by the serum, without a doubt. He had a metal arm, complete from shoulder to hand.”
Present day
In the distance, Octavia could hear the sounds of machines beeping while the doctors worked on Fury. The sound was barely an echo, and her eyes were focused on nothing. She had become numb a lifetime ago, when she became Bloodreina, the Red Queen. Her life was blood and death, and to love, to mourn, only the weak could afford.
“Is he gonna make it?” Natasha asked as she entered the room, coming to stand by Octavia’s side, in front of the window. Her voice was shaking, and Octavia could tell that the man meant a lot to the spy.
“I don't know” Octavia simply stated
“Rogers, tell me about the shooter.” 
“He's fast and strong. Had a metal arm.” Could he be…?
“Ballistics?”
“Three slugs, no rifling. Completely untraceable.” Maria said, coming closer to the group
“Soviet-made.” Octavia concluded, to surprise of everyone in the room. All eyes were now on her, and as she was about to speak the sound of the machines alerted them to Fury’s body shutting down. Doctors worked fast, to no use. After a few shocks with the defibrillator, the flatline in the screen persisted.
“Time of death, 1:03 a.m.”
*** 
Octavia waited outside the room while the other three agents said their farewell to the director. She wanted to feel sad for the loss of the man, she truly wanted, but she felt nothing. So, she stood in the hallway, leaned against the wall, until she heard Steve’s voice calling out Natasha. The woman came rushing from the room, the super-soldier right behind her.
“Why was Fury in your apartment?” Natasha asked him straightforward 
“I don't know.” Steve replied. But he was lying.
Rumlow approached the group, turning his attention to the soldier “Cap, they want you back at SHIELD.”
“Yeah, give me a second”
“They want you now” he insisted, his voice more desperate this time.  
“Okay” Steve shut him down, annoyance cleared in his tone. He turned to Natasha, who stared a him with a sad smile “You're a terrible liar” she simply stated before walking away from them. 
Octavia was about to do the same when she felt Steve’s grip on her arm holding her in her place “Fury said not to trust in anyone” he said, as his hand roamed down from her forearm towards her hand “But my guts tell me I can trust you” he sat something small in her palm, before squeezing it shut with his hand “Go home, I’ll call you as soon as I can”
“Okay” she replied, her eyes focused on their joined hands, as his gaze lingered on her “Stay safe” he finally said, turning around, walking away from her and towards the STRIKE team
She stood motionless until they were all out of her sight. Then, slowly, she opened her hand, revealing a flash-drive in her palm, the same flash-drive they had collected the intel from the Lemurian Star.
“That was sweet” Natasha’s voice ringed in Octavia’s ear. She was caught off guard, never realizing the spy was watching so closely, and as she turned around to face her, the red-haired swiftly stole the pen from her hand, backing away from her reach
“Give it back!” Octavia hissed, trying to reach for it, but Natasha dodged “Why did Steve gave this to you?” she said, as sh inspected the pen
“Cause he trusts me” Octavia stated with a proud tone. Natasha’s face dropped
“But you don’t trust me” the spy smiled sadly. Natasha had trained Octavia since she joined SHIELD, and after all those hours together, days actually, Octavia still had no idea who the woman was. Still, she had seen the way she mourned Fury, silent tears rolling down her face, and she knew, deep inside, the same way Steve knew he could trust her, Octavia could trust in Natasha.
“I want to” Octavia said, and Natasha froze. She took advantage of that few seconds to retrieve the flash-drive, hiding it away in the inside pocket of her jacket. 
“How do you know the Winter Soldier?” 
The name made Octavia stop dead in her tracks. She turned her attention back to the other woman, who was gazing her in wonder “He was my mentor, back in the Ark”
“Do you know how to track him?” Natasha asked, expectantly 
“No, it’s like chasing a ghost” Octavia said, looking down at her hand. Whatever was in that flash-drive, would lead them to him “but let’s find out what he wants”
“Don’t you want to wait for the Captain?” Natasha’s smile was devious, which made Octavia rolled her eyes to her
“I think we can handle this by ourselves”
*** 
The two women made their way through the mall, dressed in hoodies and jeans, blending in the crowd. Steve was already waiting, leaning against a wall. He had called Octavia when they were on their way there, after he ran out of SHIELD. He was now a wanted man, a traitor. They agreed on meeting on a public place, it would be easier to access the flash-drive and make it out before the STRIKE team could get to them.
Steve walked fast towards them, as they made their way to the MAC store
“First rule of going on the run is, don't run, walk.” Natasha greeted him, jokingly
“If I run in these shoes, they're gonna fall off.” Steve mocked, as both girls cracked a laugh. They approach an isolated computer, and Octavia handled Natasha the flash-drive. From the three of them, she was the one with the most hacking expertise.
“The drive has a Level Six homing program, so as soon as we boot up SHIELD will know exactly where we are.” Natasha knowingly stated
“How much time do we have?” Steve asked, setting himself by her left side, while Octavia stood on her right
“Uh...about nine minutes from...” Natasha popped the flash-drive into the computer, initiating the program “Now” she worked the keyboard, trying to gain access to the drive “Fury was right about that ship, somebody's trying to hide something. This drive is protected by some sort of AI, it keeps rewriting itself to counter my commands.”
“Can you override it?” Octavia asked 
“The person who developed this is slightly smarter than me. Slightly. I'm gonna try running a tracer. This is a program that SHIELD developed to track hostile malware, so if we can't read the file, maybe we can find out where it came from.”
“Can I help you guys with anything?” a voice called them, their focus shifted from the screen towards a male Apple employee.
Natasha was fast in her thought “Oh, no. My fiance and sis was just helping me with some honeymoon destinations.”
“Right! We're getting married.”
“Congratulations. Where do you guys thinking about going?”
Octavia looked at the monitor, seeing the signal traced to somewhere in New Jersey “The lovebirds are going to New Jersey!” 
Steve frowned at her. Traitor. It takes everything in her willpower not to ruin their cover, and laugh in Steve’s face.
“Oh” the employee said, as he looked at Steve for a few moments. Did he recognize him? “I have the exact same glasses!”
“Wow, you two are practically twins.” Octavia mocked, aloof to the man 
“Yeah, I wish. Specimen. Uh...if you guys need anything, I've been Aaron.”
“Thank you” Steve said, as the man, Aaron, walked away, and he turned his attention back at the spy “You said nine minutes, come on” 
“Shh, relax. Got it! ...Wheaton, NJ. You know it?” 
“I used to. Let's go” Steve pulled the flash drive from the computer and they walk out of the store. 
“Meet me in the south-side exit. I’ll get us a car” Octavia said, as she walked away from them. 
After a few minutes of waiting for Steve and Nat in her newly possessed vehicle, both agents left the building hurriedly, Steve’s face red as a tomato “What happened?” Octavia asked, as Steve sat in the passengers seat without a word, and Natasha got into the backseat, smiling widely.
“I think Rogers had his first kiss since the war”
A/N: thank you for all of you who read the previous chapter, I would love some feedback, and since I never done this, I wonder if anyone wants to be tagged, just comment, or dm-me!
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Bloodreina - The New Avenger Chapter Four (The 100/Marvel)
Prologue || Chapter One || Chapter Two || Capter Three
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Summary: The 100 AU in the Marvel Universe What if Octavia and Bellamy joined the Avengers after escaping HYDRA’s Ark Project? Set after the Battle of New York. 
Pairings: All platonic for now: Steve x Octavia, Avengers x Octavia, Bellamy x Octavia, Bellamy x Raven, Octavia x Raven, Boodreina x Winter Soldier, more to come soon…
Word Count: 2287
Warnings: Bad writing maybe? (sorry about that)
A/N: I had to divide the previous chapter into two, because it was getting too long. Also, I am moving into my new home, and therefore I won’t be able to post regularly. I am sorry for that, I was really hoping to keep the updates at least once a week, but please, don’t give up on this story, I am still very devoted to it, and I’m hoping next week I’ll have that problema solved :)
Chapter Four - Revelations Part 2
 Sam Wilson was a nice guy. When you get home from your morning run and you have three beaten up SHIELD agents, who also happen to be fugitives, in your door steps asking for shelter what do you do? You should probably say “Hell no” and close the door on their faces, but not Sam. What does cool-guy Sam? He cooks you breakfast while you clean your wounds. 
“So, the question is: who in SHIELD could launch a domestic missile strike?” 
Steve said, as he walked around the table, where Nat and Octavia stood sit, eating the breakfast Sam cooked.
“Pierce” Natasha answered as she finished chewing her food “Who happens to be sitting on top of the most secure building in the world.”
“But he's not working alone, Zola's algorithm was on the Lemurian Star.” Steve stated
“So was Jasper Sitwell.” Octavia said with a raised eyebrow and a triumph smile, as she acknowledge that Sitwell’s presence in the ship might had something to do with Zola’s algorithm being there too. As Zola stated, HYDRA was everywhere. 
Steve nodded “So, the real question is: how do the two most wanted people in Washington kidnap a SHIELD officer in broad daylight?” 
Sam had stood quietly, listening until that moment, when he left momentarily and came back to drop a manila folder at the centre of the table “The answer is: you don't.”
“What's this?” Octavia opened the folder, reading the files inside, as Steve leaned from behind her, grabbing a photo of Sam with a fellow winged pilot
“Call it a resume.” Natasha smiled at the remark, as she leaned closer to Octavia, inspecting the content herself.
“I thought you said you were a pilot.” Steve said, to which Sam smirked
“I never said pilot.”
Steve shook his head hesitantly, not wanting to put Sam in more trouble “I can't ask you to do this, Sam. You got out for a good reason.”
“Dude, Captain America needs my help. There's no better reason to get back in.” he sounded just like a kid seeing Santa at the mall, Octavia couldn’t help but smile at his excitement.
Steve looked back at Octavia, his lips curled up, matching her smile. It was all the convincing he needed to agree with Sam’s involvement “Where can we get our hands on one of these things?” 
“The last one is at Fort Meade, behind three guarded gates and a twelve-inch steel wall.” Steve looked at Natasha, who simply shrugged her shoulders, the plan was already arranged in her head.
“Shouldn't be a problem” Natasha assured “How do you plan on getting him to talk?”
Octavia dropped the closed folder back at the top of the table and stood up, full agent mode on “Leave that to me. I have a way with people”
*** 
They had manage to take Sitwell to the rooftop of a building, away from his security. Sam stayed in the alleyway as Natasha and Octavia watched with amusement Steve throwing Sitwell across the rooftop, the weaker man scurrying away from the soldier’s touch.
“Tell me about Zola's algorithm.” Steve demanded
“Never heard of it.”
“What were you doing on the Lemurian Star?” Natasha asked now, her voice low and menacing
“I was throwing up, I get seasick.” Sitwell lied, and even when Steve forced him to the edge of the rooftop, he just stood there, smiling “Is this little display meant to insinuate that you're gonna throw me off the roof? Because it's really not your style, Rogers.” 
Steve shrugged, a small smile played in his lips. He loosen the grip on Sitwell, allowing the man to stand on his own feet, and even gently smoothed the creases in the smaller man’s jacket “You're right. It's not. It's hers.  
Steve and Natasha stepped aside, allowing Octavia to raise her foot and kick Sitwell right across his chest, and off the roof. Octavia raised her head, her eyes meeting Steve’s amused expression.
“Is this your way to persuade people, O?” he asked, and Octavia chuckled lightly
“I don’t think asking nicely would’ve suffice, Cap”
Suddenly Sam, now equipped in his Falcon jet-pack suit with wings, flied back up to the rooftop holding Sitwell and tossed him down on the floor. Octavia walked towards Sitwell in long strides, pulling him up with ease, and he held his hand up in fear, shaking, ready to squeal out everything “Zola's algorithm is a program...for choosing Insight's targets!”
“What targets?” Steve asked, as he came closer 
“You!” Sitwell replied, pointing at the super-soldier “A TV anchor in Cairo, the Undersecretary of Defense, a high school valedictorian in Iowa city. Bruce Banner, Stephen Strange, anyone who's a threat to HYDRA! Now, or in the future.”
“The Future? How could it know?”
Sitwell laughed “How could it not? The 21st century is a digital book. Zola taught HYDRA how to read it. Your bank records, medical histories, voting patterns, e-mails, phone calls, your damn SAT scores. Zola's algorithm evaluates people's past to predict their future.”
Natasha and Steve spoke in unison “And what then?” but Sitwell was already lost in his thoughts “Oh, my God. Pierce is gonna kill me.”
“What then?!” Octavia spoke, more threatening, as she shook him by the hem of his jacket 
“Then the Insight Helicarriers scratch people off the list. A few million at a time.” 
*** 
They were now heading to the Triskelion, SHIELD headquarters. Sam was driving, and Steve stood on the passenger seat, as Natasha and Octavia were stuck on the backseat with Sitwell in the middle of them.
“HYDRA doesn't like leaks.” Sitwell said, looking directly at Octavia
“So why don't you try sticking a cork in it.” Octavia chimed, but the man ignored her 
“HYDRA doesn’t like traitors either... Bloodreina”
The entire car felt into an heavy silent. 
“What’s a Bloodreina?” Sam asked, oblivious to the name
“Bloodreina was HYDRA’s biggest creation. Born and raised inside the organization, trained from a young age by the Winter Soldier herself. Ruthless, cold-blooded, a force to reckon with. Your friend here killed hundreds, elevating HYDRA with each death-” 
“That’s enough” Steve voice ringed above Sitwell’s, shutting the man down.
Suddenly something landed on the car roof in a thud, and before anyone could react to it a silver hand crashed through the rear window, pulling Sitwell out through it and throwing him into the oncoming traffic, killing him instantly. 
Bullets flew from the gap of the window. Octavia leaned down, quickly covering her head on her hands while Natasha jumped from her seat into Steve’s lap, pulling his head down just as a bullet hit the head-rest, and shoving Sam’s shoulder aside avoiding another one incoming. 
Instinctively, Steve pulled the break handle, stopping the vehicle abruptly, and making the assailants body flung out of the roof and down onto the street, who methodically used his metal hand as a support for his effortlessly landing, coming to an halt right in front of them. Octavia raised her head from her hands, and she was now facing the Winter Soldier.
Before she could register the events, another car smashed into theirs from behind, pushing them forward, and all it took to the Winter Soldier to jump back onto their car was a long stride, smashing through the windscreen with his metal hand and pulling out the steering wheel from Sam’s hand “Shit!” Sam yelled as he threw his hands up, and the car kept going forward, with any acceleration or steering from him.
Octavia was already prepared for that outcome. She pulled her gun from the holster and shot at the Winter Soldier, barely hitting him at his metal shoulder, but it was enough to make him retreat, jumping onto the vehicle behind them. 
Their car was now being pulled off the road, and Steve held on to the car door, pulling Natasha and Sam closer. Octavia burst her door open and nodded to Steve, smiling briefly before jumping out of the car, rolling to the side of the road.
Her head was spinning and her ears were ringing, as Octavia struggled to stand up. She looked around for her friends, just as Sam made contact with the asphalt, rolling to the side of the road a few feet onwards, and Steve and Natasha slid down for a while longer, still on top of the door. 
Octavia started to walk towards them, but the clicks of safety locks alerted her to the incoming gunfire.
“Watch out!” Octavia yelled, throwing herself behind a flipped car, watching as a group of HYDRA agents, commanded by the Winter Soldier, started shooting at them. The rest of her group scattered, running in different directions, and Octavia seized an small opening in the enemy’s advance to shoot one of them down, and just as the Winter Soldier was about to fire against her she hit him in his eye goggle. She ran towards the opposite direction, knowing very well that shot only gave her a few second of advantage, as she heard his voice, rough and domineering, command his group in Russian “She’s mine. Find him”
*** 
Octavia ran looking for cover as her mind raced, trying to come up with a plan to take down the soldier. She  couldn’t beat him in speed or strength, but maybe she could outsmart him. She used a chapter from Natasha’s book, placing her phone behind a car while playing a record of her voice on loop, as she hid herself close, waiting for him.
Soon, she saw the Winter Soldier stride closer, drawn by the voice. He stopped silently, pulled up a grenade and rolled it down on the floor, over to where he though her to be. The bomb exploded and Octavia took advantage of the loud noise to jump towards the soldier, right fist curled and up, hitting him across the cheek with all her power.
The soldier stumbled back a few steps, and Octavia brought her gun up, holding it to his temple, but before she could take the shot the soldier grabbed the barrel and pushed it aside, the bullet grazing his hair, but missing entirely.
He then used his metal arm to hit Octavia across the ribs, and as she backed down, winded, he raised his own gun, unlocking the safety, but instead of shooting Octavia, who stood on the ground in front of him, he shot Natasha, but not before she sent one of her electromagnetic bands towards the metal of his arm, disabling it momentarily.
“Nat!” Octavia cried out, as she ran towards the girl, pulling her aside just as Steve arrived, giving them coverage. She inspected the wound, it was bleeding substantially, and although she wanted to help Steve, she knew Natasha would bleed out if she didn’t stop the bleeding.
Sam flew right into them, looking worried at Natasha state before turning his head to the battle ahead of them. He was ready to go help Steve, but Natasha tugged at his leg, stopping him “Let O help Rogers, I need you to do something else for me” then she turned her attention to the girl, mouthing “go” to her, wincing when she took her hands away from the bullet hole, blood starting to flow again. Sam took Octavia’s place, setting the palm of his hand over the wound, as Octavia walked towards the two man fighting, just in time to grab Steve’s shield, which had been thrown away earlier, and sling it back to Steve, standing in between him and the full force of the metal fist.
Steve then grabbed the metal arm with one hand and buried the shield in the metal bellow the shoulder, disorienting the soldier, and in one swift blow he raised the shield, knocking him in the face, and using his free hand he grabbed the Winter Soldier and whipped him over his shoulder, into the ground.
The soldier didn’t seem to loose his balance, as he gracefully rolled unto the ground, standing with his back turned to Steve. His mask hanged loose on the ground, and as he turned around Steve lost all composure, his voice barely more than a whisper
“Bucky?”
The Winter Soldier froze for a moment, at the mention of the name, and as he looked back to Steve and raised his weapon he spoke hesitantly “Who the hell is Bucky?”
Before he even got the chance to fire, Octavia kicked him on the ribs, and this time he lost balance and rolled a few meters on the concrete. As he got up, his eyes moved erratic, as if the name was familiar, but still he chose to raise his gun, but this time, he was met with a grenade fired by Sam. 
When the smoke and flames cleared out, there was no trace of the soldier.
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