Cry of Rage

Sitting in the car Gwen waited as for Sam to get Sitwell. She looked at her phone seeing that Steve had texted her that him and Natasha were coming back from Fort Meade with Sam’s jetpack wings thing. From her phone screen she turned her head and looked out the back windshield to see Sitwell and Sam walking dangerously close behind him.

Sam walked Sitwell over to the car and opened the door for him. The agent sat down and looked over at Gwen and she just smiled at him and moved the gun that sat on her lap, Sitwell moved his eyes down to see the gun. He groaned and moved his head back onto the headrest. Sam got in the driver’s seat and pulled out of the parking spot. As Sam drove every now and again he’d look back at Sitwell and Gwen, she’s give him a look and he’s laugh to himself. After driving for few minutes the car pulled into a gas station.

“Stay in the car.”

Sam told Gwen as he opened his door and got out.

“Get me some food, I’m hungry!”

Gwen heard him laugh before the door shut. Her brown eyes looked over at Sitwell, who was just looking at the seat in front of him. She looked away and she felt him looking over at her, she looked over again, and he was looking at the seat again.

“Do you have something you want to say?”

Gwen asked loudly, Sitwell turning his head to look at Gwen again and just smirked.

“What?”

“What are you doing out here?”

“Coming from a guy who just sits at a desk all day.”

“You a psychologist, at least I’ve had training. You’re going to get yourself killed out here.”

“And you would?”

“Are you ready for what’s going to happen here, Gwendolyn? I’ll bet my life you aren’t.”

Gwen was fuming. She wanted to take his bald head and beat it against the window until it shattered. Her grip on the gun in her lap grew tighter as she let Sitwell’s words sink in. He let out a small chuckled and moved his body in the seat. Looking out of the corner of her eye she saw Sitwell smiling to himself. She was about to say something else when the passenger door opened and Steve got into the car, it made Gwen jump in her seat, then she heard a tapping on her window, looking over she saw Natasha. Gwen opened her door and scooted over on the back seat so the Russian could get into the car.

The four waited for Sam to get back into the car. No one had said a word. Gwen could feel Natasha’s eyes on her, looking to her right she caught Natasha looking. She gave her a small smile and looked away. Just then, Sam got back into the car and threw something into Gwen’s lap when he sat down. Gwen’s eyes went to her lap and saw a blue bag of Lay’s salt and vinegar potato chips. Seeing the chips made Gwen smile, immediately she picked up the bag, opening it, and taking a handful of chips into her mouth.

“Love you, Sam.”

Sam laughed and put the car into drive.

“Where are we going?”

Sitwell asked as they drove down the road. Gwen’s head whipped to her left to look at the smug son of a bitch sitting next to her.

“We’re the ones who ask questions.”

Sitwell put his hands up in surrender and smirked at Gwen. She was about to say something when Sam stepped on the breaks and Steve and Natasha got out of the car. Steve walked around the car, opened Sitwell’s door and pulled him out.

“We’re going to take a little walk.”

Steve told the agent. When the door shut Gwen went to get out of the car but Sam hit the lock button on the steering wheel and the doors locked itself.

‘Sam.”

“Just wait here. Watch the car to make sure SHIElD isn’t onto us. I’ll be just a minute.”

Gwen groaned and took another handful of chips into her mouth. Sam laughed again and got out of the car. She heard him walk to the trunk and grabbed something out of it, and closed it.

Sitting by herself Gwen pulled her phone out again and unlocked it. Nothing new had popped up, she just looked down at a screen that had a page full of apps covering a picture of her and few friends out at her last birthday party. Gwen was at the center of picture, a fuzzy pink tira that said ‘Birthday Girl’ was on her head. There were four other girls in the picture, all of them looked around the same age and their hair colours varied from platinum blonde to raven black. They were all holding up shot glasses filled with tequila and their faces were almost all the same, like they were laughing their asses off having a good time. The four other girls in the picture were Gwen’s closest friends outside of her work world. The blonde one was Jennifer, blonde with blue tips was Ronda, the redhead was Macey, and the black haired girl was Abigail. They were her girls, she would tell them everything, these girls were her therapist. The five girls had gone through so much together and they were going to keep it that way. Turning her phone off she finished the bag of chips and waited for everyone to come back.

“HYDRA doesn’t like leaks.”

“Then why don’t you try sticking a cork in it?”

“Insight’s launching in 16 hours. We’re cutting it a little bit close here.”

“I know. We’ll use him to bypass the DNA scans and access the helicarriers directly.”

“What? Are you crazy? That is a terrible, terrible idea.”

A loud thud came from the roof of the Chevy then the left back window was broken and Sitwell was thrown out the hole and into the oncoming traffic. Gwen let out a scream and Natasha pushed her to the floor of the car, then she jumped over the seats and into Steve’s lap. Bullets came piecing threw the roof and into the headrests of the front seats. The Chevy was thrown into park and Gwen’s head whipped forward hitting the seat. Above she heard something roll off the roof. Gwen sat up and looked forward to see a man with a metal arm standing up on the road in front of them.

“Steve?”

Gwen called from the floor. Steve quickly looked back at her, then something hit the car going full speed from behind. Another scream came from Gwen as the car behind them kept moving towards the man with the metal arm. She went to grab her gun, but saw it wasn’t on her lap. Frantically she looked around and saw it by her feet, grabbing it so cocked it back and lifted herself into the back seat. When she was on the leather seat she watched as the metal armed man flipped in front of the car and then another thud came from the roof. The man’s feet flew into the back windshield and Gwen was in a shower of glass. Sam dropped his foot to the floor and the car tried to come to a halt and he moved the wheel to try and get away from the Hummer that was pushing them along the highway. The metal arm came crashing thru the windshield and took the steering wheel with it.

“Shit!”

Gwen held up her gun and fired it up at the roof. Natasha did the same but the man jumped back to the Hummer, then the Chevy was freed from them. Now driving blind and the Hummer still a few feet away, Gwen looked back and saw the man on the hood of the grey Hummer. She went to shoot again but the edge of the Hummer lightly clipped the Chevy sending the car into the cement road blockers.

“Gwen!”

Steve yelled at her, she looked at him and saw him reaching for her. She moved closer to him and he pulled her into his lap along with Natasha.

“Hold on!”

Steve yelled and everyone in the car looked to him and grabbed for whatever piece of him they could. Gwen wrapped her arms around his middle, Sam grabbed onto Steve’s arm, and Steve held onto Natasha with his free hand.

The car started to roll and Steve pushed all of their combined weight against the downward facing door, causing them to drop to the asphalt and the car to barrel roll down the strip of highway. They all slidded on the car door and watched as the grey Hummer drove past them. As they slowed down Sam let go of Steve’s arm and tucked and rolled on his own. The door coming to a stop Steve, Natasha, and Gwen looked up to see the Hummer screening to a halt about ten feet away. As fast as they could the three untangled themselves and stood up. The doors of the Hummer opened and the man got off the hood, a man who got out of the truck handed him what looked like a grenade launcher.

“Oh fuck.”

Gwen said as she saw the metal armed man point it towards them. She was rooted to the spot and everything was in slow motion. The man fired the weapon and Steve pushed her and Natasha away and held up his shield. The grenade flew off his shield and Steve went flying off the overpass. Picking herself off the ground Gwen ran for cover by the cars on the road with Natasha close behind her. Three more men got out of the Hummer and were armed with automatic weapons and started shooting towards them.

Hiding behind a flipped over minivan Gwen tried her best to look at the shooters without getting shot herself. There were four normal looking men that were shooting at them, but the metal armed man didn’t do anything but walk closer to them. Natasha got out and took a shoot or two at them, and the metal man fired another shot, hitting the car Natasha was taking cover at. Watching the car go up in flames Gwen watched as all the hostile gun slingers aimed their fire at the fleeing red haired woman. Another grenade was shot and this time it hit a car and made it flip over the bridge.

Now all the men were looking at the metal armed man. Gwen looked over to her left and saw Sam behind a white car. She ran over to him and crouched down next to him. They both glanced over each other, making sure the other was okay.

“Okay, this I didn’t sign up for.”

Gwen paned with a small smirk on her face. Even Sam cracked a smile. He looked up just enough to see over the car and saw that one man was looking for them on this side of the road.

“We need a plan of attack.”

“Sam, there is no way we can think of a plan right now. You need to get over to the car and get your wing things.”

Gwen told him as she rested her head against the car. She heard people everywhere around them screaming, then more gun shots were heard. Both her and Sam stood up just enough to see all of the men shooting down at the road below them. Gwen noticed a red haired woman running away from the overpass and bullets flying after her. Letting another smirk crawl on her face Gwen watched as Nastasa ran. Sam sat back down but Gwen staied not being able to look away from the man with the metallic arm. The shots stopped and he took a step towards the edge of the bridge. Putting his hand on the cement he pushed his body off the ground and over the side.

“I’m goin’ in.”

Sam told her patting her on the arm. She nodded and Sam crouched down and as fast as he could, made his way towards the five men on the bridge. Four of them went over the side and she heard them shooting when they made it to the ground. Moving away from her hiding spot Gwen started to run towards the Hummer that was about 40 feet away. As she ran she watched as Sam took out the last man on the bridge. With the gun in his hands he shot down off the bridge.

Making it to the Hummer and she quickly opened the trunk and saw that it was exactly what she thought, an arsenal. She grabbed everything she could. Putting a few straps over her head that was connected to Colt M4A1s and a grenade launcher. She put two handguns in her back pockets and grabbed a knife, putting it safely in her belt loop. When she was done with the Hummer she ran over to the wracked Chevy a few feet away. She saw that Sam’s set of rocket wings were laying on the ground near the car. She grabbed and pack then rushed over to Sam.

“Here.”

She told him as she shoved it into his hands. He looked down and smiled at it.

“Thanks. I owe you.”

He told her pulling her into him and kissing her forehead. She giggled and pushed him away.

“Go get ‘em.”

Sam left her side and Gwen looked out over the land. Cars were flipped and on fire, people were running for their lives, and Steve was running towards the fight. Below four of the men who were shooting at them were dead. She looked down seeing a rope lead down to solid ground. Looking to the ground next to her she saw one of the men. She grabbed his hands and took the gloves off of them and put them over her own hands. With the gloves on she grabbed onto the rope and slid down and landed on top of a car.

Once she was on the ground she started off in direction she saw Steve and Natasha run. She would see Steve’s blonde head bob in between cars but she didn’t call for him, she just continued to run. She only stopped when a large explosion went off a hundred yards or so in front of her. She pressed her back to a Jeep and let out a breath.

“You can do this.”

She told herself. With that she pushed off the Jeep and started to run again. Now she saw Natasha running away and the man with a metal arm pointing his gun towards her. It all happened so fast. He pulled the trigger and Natasha went down. Gwen watched as the man jumped on top of a car and was about to shot again, but Steve came out of no where and got his attention away from Natasha.

Gwen broke out into a sprint towards Natasha. Getting to her friend’s side she saw that the bullet hit her shoulder. She got down on her knees in front of her and placed her hands on the wound, putting more pressure on it.

“Come on Nat. We gotta move.”

“Gwen-”

“Come on.”

Gwen snaked her arm unders Natasha’s and helped her to her feet. They walked over to another car and Natasha sat back down. Gwen stood up and watched Steve and the man fight. This wasn’t like the fights Gwen had seen from Steve, this guy had him on the ropes.

“It’s him.”

Natasha said threw the pain of her shoulder. Gwen looked down at her and had a puzzled look on her face.

“Who is it?”

“The Winter Soldier. He’s the one that killed Fury.”

Looking from Natasha to the two men again. That was the Winter Soldier, the man that killed Nick Fury. She couldn’t stop looking at him now, it was hard not to look at him. Him and Steve fought it looked more like a dance between the two. Every moved was so fluid and in a scene thought out. She didn’t realize that she was watching one of her best friends get his ass handed to him until Steve threw the soldier over his back and the mask that was on his face laid on the ground.

Now it felt like time stood still. Steve didn’t move when he saw the soldier’s face. Gwen must have let out a gasp because Natasha stood up to look at what was happening. Gwen had seen his face before, but only his hair was shorter, he didn’t have a light beard and no metal arm. It was Bucky, Steve’s best friend and almost brother from 70 years ago.

“Bucky?”

“Who the hell is Bucky?”

No other word was said because Bucky was kicked to the ground by Sam. In the sky Gwen saw Sam with his jetwings on and watched as the wings collapsed and he stood on solid ground. Gwen didn’t feel it but Natasha had grabbed the grenade launcher that was on her and fired it towards the soldier, not hitting her target but hitting the truck that he was in front of.

“Wait no!”

Gwen yelled pushing the it out of Natasha's hands.The Russian went to yell at her but then series were heard all around them and black bulletproof SUVs surrounded them in seconds. Her eyes going to where she last saw the Winter Soldier Gwen only saw a cloud of smoke, he was gone.

She also didn’t feel the man come up behind her until his hands were around her and dragging her towards where Steve was on the ground on his knees with his hands in the air.

“Look who I found.”

Gwen’s eyes went from her friend who had a gun to his head to the man who was standing behind him.

“Brock.”

The man smiled as the man shoved Gwen towards him. Quickly he grabbed onto her arm and pulled her into his chest. GWen tried her best to push him away, but his grip on her grew tighter.

“Aw, come on, sweetheart. You don’t have to be like that.”

“Go to hell, Rumlow.”

Gwen spat as she glared daggers into him. Brock’s cocky smirk fell from his face and now it was replaced with a look of disappointment.

“Have it your way, sweetheart.”

In a matter of seconds Gwen felt a sharp pain shoot through her lower abdomen. She let out a scream and dropped to the ground with her right hand grabbing onto her stomach. Looking up she saw that Brock held a bloody knife in his hand as he looked down at her.

Hearing Gwen’s scream brought Steve from the thousand year stare he was in. He looked to his left and saw Gwen on the ground with blood dripping from her.

“Gwen!”

“You picked the wrong side, sweetheart.”

All four of them were taken to a armored SUV and put in a pair of high tech handcuffs. Gwen sat next to Steve and across from Natasha. She pushed her hands onto the spot that Brock had stabbed her and leaned her head back against the wall. Two men dressed in all black body armor and a face mask sat down in the front and stood guard as the SUV began to drive.

“Are you okay, Gwen?”

Sam asked looking over at the young woman across from him. A small little smirk was able to get through the pain as she looked over at him.

“I just got stabbed you jackass. Of course I’m not okay.”

Gwen looked over at Steve and saw him staring at the floor. Both Sam and Natasha looked over at the captain, wondering what was going through his mind. Steve looked up and saw everyone looking at him.

“Why didn’t you do anything?”

Sam asked and Steve looked over at Gwen, then back at Sam.

“It was Bucky. It was him. He looked right at me like he didn’t even know me.”

“How is that even possible? It was, like, 70 years ago.”

Sam asked looking over at his friend like he was crazy. Natasha on the other hand looked away from Steve and out one of the tinned windows of the truck.

“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…”

Natasha looked at Steve and rolled her eyes. Gwen looked over at her and noticed that she shut her eyes in pain from her wound.

“None of that’s you fault, Steve.”

“Even when I had nothing, I had Bucky.”

Steve told them as he looked off into space again. Natasha leaned her head back and took in a breath. Sam watched her and then looked over at the two guard who sat next to him.

‘We need to get a doctor here. If we don’t put pressure on that wound, she’ll bleed out here in the truck.”

The guard right next to him pulled out the stander issued taser sticks and turned it on. Sam was taken back and jumped a bit after seeing the electric rod start to spark blue. Then the guard flipped it in their hand and hit the other guard. That guard howled in t pain then the guard was kicked in the head, and dropped to the truck floor unconscious. All four of them looked at the guard in shock. Then he lifted his hands up to the face mask and pulled it off. When the mask was off the guard wasn’t a man after all, it was Maria Hill.


“Ah. That thing was squeezing my brain. Who’s this guy?”

She asked Natasha, Gwen and Steve. Gwen let out a small chuckle at the agent.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been more happy to see you.”

This caused the other woman to smile then she pulled out a set of keys. She unlocked Gwen first then moved on to Sam, and then Natasha.

“Correction. This is now the happiest I’ve been to see you.”

Gwen told her while she rubbed her wrists. Sam came over and put his hand on her wound. After Hill freed Steve she pulled out a screwdriver looking thing from her pocket.

“Let’s get out of here.”

She told them and Sam just looked at the item in her hand.

“How is that-”

With a flick of a button the end of the screwdriver lit up with a bright blue laser. Sam just stared at it in the woman’s hands.

“I’ve learned not to ask questions.”

Gwen told him with a smirk as she let out a breath. Sam chuckled and kept the pressure on her wound. Hill pointed the screwdriver to the floor of the truck and started moving it in a diamond like shape. Seconds later, the floor dropped off of the truck and onto the road and the truck came to a stop.

“We’ve got to hurry.”

Hill did it again but this time it cut a hole in the concrete and soon the piece dropped and into the sewer below.

“I’ve got Gwen.”

Sam said to Steve. The super soldier nodded and took Natasha into his arms and waited for their turn to drop down into the sewer below. HIll when first and was followed by Steve and Natasha. As Sam went down with Gwen in his arms, Gwen heard Brock’s voice outside of the truck.

“Four holes. Start digging.”

Then she found herself in a world of darkness. They were in the sewer. Hill had already had a light going and was walking forwards.

“We need to get going. We have some people waiting for us.”

Notes

I was going to post this sooner, but I woke up super late yesterday and had a shit ton of shit to do. Then today my laptop had to update to Windows 8.1 (BOO!) and it took about six hours.

But here it is!!! We finally saw Bucky! The part of the story that is still in the movie is almost over, two more chapters max (Hopefully. Fingers crossed)

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