Alive but not Awake
The First Mission
Captain America: The Winter Soldier Fanfic | Alive but not Awake | The First Mission
Director Fury sat in his black SUV, driving away from the Shield building – his mind racing on howsomeone had been able to use his own authorisation to lock a set of encrypted files, the ones of which he didn't do himself unless he was sleepwalking - and that would be a million to one chance of happening. The only thought that could come to him was that there was someone working against him; inside Shield itself.
Fury pressed one of the many buttons on his car panel beside him, "Activating communications encryption protocol." The mechanical voice called from the dashboard.
Fury turned to it, making sure to keep his eye on the road as he drove down the next street, "Open a secure line, 0405." He ordered to the computerized machine, needing to talk to the only one he could talk to about this right now, he needed her to come back and go on the down low –looking into the possible insider.
There was a small clicking noise, "Confirmed." After a small moment of silence the familiar voice of Maria Hill came through on the line, her tone indicating that she didn't know whom was on the other side of the call. That was the beauty of an untraceable car number. "This is Hill."
"I need you here in DC." Fury told her as if there was no argument against it, he glanced at the dashboard as he spoke. "Deep shadow conditions." He coded, knowing that Hill would know the meaning of what he said. It was a code word in case there was someone listening, only Hill would know what 'Deep Shadow' meant.
You could almost see Hill nodding her head on the other line, "Give me four hours." She noted, already getting ready to start her new mission for Fury.
"You have three," Fury corrected her, not wanting to waste more time than necessary, "Over." He clicked the end call button leaving him in silence as he pulled up to a red stop sign. When he looked over to the right side of the car, Fury noticed a cop car sitting there and one of the policeman stared at him which automatically turned on Fury's silent gut sensor that silently told him he was bad news. Fury played it cool though, "Wanna see my lease?" He questioned sarcastically, internally wondering why the guy was staring at him like that.
There was a pause until the cop who stared at him turned away and pressed the siren noise once as his partner drove on when the light turned green.
Fury shook his head for a moment in aggravation before pressing the accelerator of his car, not even noticing the fast-incoming cop car to the side of him. Fury let out a grunt when the police car rammed into the side of him causing his black vehicle to swerve in the middle of the intersection.
Fury's head turned slightly dazed as his head banged into the window momentarily, he suddenly glanced outside to see four cop cars now ramming into the front, back and sides of the black SUV. "Fracture detected!" The car's automatic voice popped up as a picture of his skeleton was shown on the dashboard; a red blob circling his wrist bone. "Recommend anesthetic injection."
Fury shook his head clear, ignoring the fact that one of the cop cars had reversed away from him and several black vans arrived to the scene; just knowing that this was the welcoming party – although not the type of welcoming he had wanted just yet. Fury grabbed onto the injection needle that held the anesthetic and quickly jabbed it into his arm but wincing when he felt the few cuts and grazes marked on his body.
The black SUV started to become surrounded with many cops and agents that all held very large machine guns to him. He wouldn't be surprised if they weren't cops at all and merely agents in disguise who were ordered to kill him. Well, the killing him part was a definite yes by the way they crushed his car with him inside but also by the way they were more than eager to lodge bullets into his skull.
The car's voice called up again, "DC Metro Police dispatch shows no units in this area," Fury nearly snorted when his theory was proven as he stabbed the pen injection into his arm, those guys outside were fake cops.
Fury took one quick look around the perimeter from his car seat, he wouldn't admit it to himself but he sure was screwed right now unless he came up with a really good plan. "Get me out of here!" He ordered the car just as the rain of bullets started to fire towards him, thankfully the car was shielding him enough - but he knew it wouldn't last very long if he stayed there.
The car stayed where it was, "Compulsion systems offline," The voice came up along with a visual of the car's structure, the picture shown on the small dashboard screen.
"Then reboot, dammit!" Fury yelled at the car, keeping his eyes on the hundreds of bullets smashing into the car – the car windows and doors still keeping a small safe-haven for the time being. On the car dashboard the picture held a percentage mark in the corner of the screen, displaying how much damage the armor was taking; and it was now below 80%.
Outside, five different people got out of one of the black vans, carrying something that would - within no time, create a circular hole through the driver's seat window. "Warning," The voice came back up while Fury looked at the device with slightly widened eyes, "Window integrity compromised."
Fury resisted rolling his eyes, "You think!" He commented loudly, before rushing to shuffle himself into the next seat as the device aimed itself for the driver's seat window. Outside the door the machine dug itself into the ground slightly so it had a solid ground to push on. "How long till propulsion?" He questioned, getting as far away from his head possibly getting smashed by a very heavy machine.
"Calculating-" The car began but was silenced when the machine outside smashed itself into the window, successfully making the car nearly topple onto its side. "Window integrity 31%, deploying countermeasures."
"Follow that order!" Fury muttered, before feeling another hit taken to the car – it nearly toppled to the side once again as he held onto the dashboard tightly, waiting for the stupid car to get him out of there already. "Window integrity 19%, offensive measures activated."
"Wait!" Fury ordered, an idea coming to his head while he let the computer know what to do at his command. The car rocked again, leaving a stronger uneasy feeling in his gut that this won't be over any time soon.
Another bang went into the side of the window; you could clearly see hundreds of different sized cracks denting the window and door of the driver's seat, "Window integrity 1%"
"Now!" Fury shouted, giving the order to go ahead with his plan. In the middle of the two front seats a packaged automated machine gun popped up ready to fire, he grabbed it quickly as the glass window broke from the outside, and started to fire at a rapid rate towards everyone who held a gun outside. One by one each shooter went down with at least two bullets lodged into their bodies.
Fury sent two small size rockets towards a cop car and black van that was in the cars way of getting out, the rockets cause each enemy vehicle to flip over several times. "Propulsion systems now online." The diagram of the car came up on the dashboard once again, there were no red marks on there now, which told him that the car was repaired enough to make a fast exit.
"Go, now!" Fury kept firing the automatic weapon as the car started to speed up, first moving backwards causing him to crush the car behind, and finally the car put itself back into the forward gear as it speed up once again and drove Fury away from the area.
Fury grabbed onto the wheel after having an annoying argument with his car about the only thing that remotely worked still, which was the air conditioning so he couldn't contacted Agent Hill and let her know what was going on. Fury went in and out of the traffic trying to dodge the 2-5 cop cars that were actually still on his tail, he winced when his bruised side knocked into the side of the car door as he turned.
~ 8 ~
The Winter solider stood in the middle of a main road, her face and body hidden within the pitch black clothing and masks. She was waiting for Fury to drive towards her direction after she knew he would somehow find himself out of the cop pickle, so when she saw him coming her way; a vicious smirk filled her lips although no one of the outside could see it.
Fury saw the woman standing in the street and you could practically feel the death rolling off her, he had an inkling of who this was but he didn't even realise what was happening until it was too late by what she was doing.
Winter raised her arm to the direction of the incoming black SUV approaching her and shot a car bomb out of the device she held in her hand. The bomb attached itself to the bottom of the SUV without hassle - as soon as it held itself under the vehicle the bomb exploded evidently causing the car – with Fury in it to flip over, moving past Winter as it did. Fury's SUV scraped itself past several metres of the ground until it came to a stop.
Winter's long dark hair flowed behind her as she turned towards her mission and strolled over there, intent on ridding this man of his life so she can get to the mission she wants so badly to eliminate. She ignored the people staring at her in terror, or even hiding behind things – they had no interest to her, only this one guy in the tipped over black SUV.
Fury's eyes were blurry, it felt like a sledgehammer had been knocked into his head. He groggily looked up, wanting to keep conscious, just knowing that if he passed out – it would be the last thing he ever did. His eyes widen in slight panic when he saw the long-haired figure that caused his crash starting to waltz over to him confidently. He knew that in that moment, he didn't think he could be as frightened for himself as he's ever been – and from everything he's heard about this woman, she NEVER fails a mission. Right now, her mission was obvious to him – it was to eliminate him for some reason. He shakily grabbed a device beside him and got to work on his escape knowing where he had to go now.
Winter stopped when she reached the over-turned vehicle and promptly ripped the driver's seat door open with ease using her strongly attached metal arm. She was more than ready to pull him out of the car by the neck and put a bullet in his skull.
She bent down to the right height, peeking into the car with narrowed eyes behind her midnight black eye mask. She let out a small irritated growl from the back of her throat when she saw no one inside the vehicle, only a hole in the ground to where Fury had escaped from.
Looks like she's going to have to use her tracking skills, he wasn't going to get away from her – no one did.
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Director Fury sat in his black SUV, driving away from the Shield building – his mind racing on howsomeone had been able to use his own authorisation to lock a set of encrypted files, the ones of which he didn't do himself unless he was sleepwalking - and that would be a million to one chance of happening. The only thought that could come to him was that there was someone working against him; inside Shield itself.
Fury pressed one of the many buttons on his car panel beside him, "Activating communications encryption protocol." The mechanical voice called from the dashboard.
Fury turned to it, making sure to keep his eye on the road as he drove down the next street, "Open a secure line, 0405." He ordered to the computerized machine, needing to talk to the only one he could talk to about this right now, he needed her to come back and go on the down low –looking into the possible insider.
There was a small clicking noise, "Confirmed." After a small moment of silence the familiar voice of Maria Hill came through on the line, her tone indicating that she didn't know whom was on the other side of the call. That was the beauty of an untraceable car number. "This is Hill."
"I need you here in DC." Fury told her as if there was no argument against it, he glanced at the dashboard as he spoke. "Deep shadow conditions." He coded, knowing that Hill would know the meaning of what he said. It was a code word in case there was someone listening, only Hill would know what 'Deep Shadow' meant.
You could almost see Hill nodding her head on the other line, "Give me four hours." She noted, already getting ready to start her new mission for Fury.
"You have three," Fury corrected her, not wanting to waste more time than necessary, "Over." He clicked the end call button leaving him in silence as he pulled up to a red stop sign. When he looked over to the right side of the car, Fury noticed a cop car sitting there and one of the policeman stared at him which automatically turned on Fury's silent gut sensor that silently told him he was bad news. Fury played it cool though, "Wanna see my lease?" He questioned sarcastically, internally wondering why the guy was staring at him like that.
There was a pause until the cop who stared at him turned away and pressed the siren noise once as his partner drove on when the light turned green.
Fury shook his head for a moment in aggravation before pressing the accelerator of his car, not even noticing the fast-incoming cop car to the side of him. Fury let out a grunt when the police car rammed into the side of him causing his black vehicle to swerve in the middle of the intersection.
Fury's head turned slightly dazed as his head banged into the window momentarily, he suddenly glanced outside to see four cop cars now ramming into the front, back and sides of the black SUV. "Fracture detected!" The car's automatic voice popped up as a picture of his skeleton was shown on the dashboard; a red blob circling his wrist bone. "Recommend anesthetic injection."
Fury shook his head clear, ignoring the fact that one of the cop cars had reversed away from him and several black vans arrived to the scene; just knowing that this was the welcoming party – although not the type of welcoming he had wanted just yet. Fury grabbed onto the injection needle that held the anesthetic and quickly jabbed it into his arm but wincing when he felt the few cuts and grazes marked on his body.
The black SUV started to become surrounded with many cops and agents that all held very large machine guns to him. He wouldn't be surprised if they weren't cops at all and merely agents in disguise who were ordered to kill him. Well, the killing him part was a definite yes by the way they crushed his car with him inside but also by the way they were more than eager to lodge bullets into his skull.
The car's voice called up again, "DC Metro Police dispatch shows no units in this area," Fury nearly snorted when his theory was proven as he stabbed the pen injection into his arm, those guys outside were fake cops.
Fury took one quick look around the perimeter from his car seat, he wouldn't admit it to himself but he sure was screwed right now unless he came up with a really good plan. "Get me out of here!" He ordered the car just as the rain of bullets started to fire towards him, thankfully the car was shielding him enough - but he knew it wouldn't last very long if he stayed there.
The car stayed where it was, "Compulsion systems offline," The voice came up along with a visual of the car's structure, the picture shown on the small dashboard screen.
"Then reboot, dammit!" Fury yelled at the car, keeping his eyes on the hundreds of bullets smashing into the car – the car windows and doors still keeping a small safe-haven for the time being. On the car dashboard the picture held a percentage mark in the corner of the screen, displaying how much damage the armor was taking; and it was now below 80%.
Outside, five different people got out of one of the black vans, carrying something that would - within no time, create a circular hole through the driver's seat window. "Warning," The voice came back up while Fury looked at the device with slightly widened eyes, "Window integrity compromised."
Fury resisted rolling his eyes, "You think!" He commented loudly, before rushing to shuffle himself into the next seat as the device aimed itself for the driver's seat window. Outside the door the machine dug itself into the ground slightly so it had a solid ground to push on. "How long till propulsion?" He questioned, getting as far away from his head possibly getting smashed by a very heavy machine.
"Calculating-" The car began but was silenced when the machine outside smashed itself into the window, successfully making the car nearly topple onto its side. "Window integrity 31%, deploying countermeasures."
"Follow that order!" Fury muttered, before feeling another hit taken to the car – it nearly toppled to the side once again as he held onto the dashboard tightly, waiting for the stupid car to get him out of there already. "Window integrity 19%, offensive measures activated."
"Wait!" Fury ordered, an idea coming to his head while he let the computer know what to do at his command. The car rocked again, leaving a stronger uneasy feeling in his gut that this won't be over any time soon.
Another bang went into the side of the window; you could clearly see hundreds of different sized cracks denting the window and door of the driver's seat, "Window integrity 1%"
"Now!" Fury shouted, giving the order to go ahead with his plan. In the middle of the two front seats a packaged automated machine gun popped up ready to fire, he grabbed it quickly as the glass window broke from the outside, and started to fire at a rapid rate towards everyone who held a gun outside. One by one each shooter went down with at least two bullets lodged into their bodies.
Fury sent two small size rockets towards a cop car and black van that was in the cars way of getting out, the rockets cause each enemy vehicle to flip over several times. "Propulsion systems now online." The diagram of the car came up on the dashboard once again, there were no red marks on there now, which told him that the car was repaired enough to make a fast exit.
"Go, now!" Fury kept firing the automatic weapon as the car started to speed up, first moving backwards causing him to crush the car behind, and finally the car put itself back into the forward gear as it speed up once again and drove Fury away from the area.
Fury grabbed onto the wheel after having an annoying argument with his car about the only thing that remotely worked still, which was the air conditioning so he couldn't contacted Agent Hill and let her know what was going on. Fury went in and out of the traffic trying to dodge the 2-5 cop cars that were actually still on his tail, he winced when his bruised side knocked into the side of the car door as he turned.
~ 8 ~
The Winter solider stood in the middle of a main road, her face and body hidden within the pitch black clothing and masks. She was waiting for Fury to drive towards her direction after she knew he would somehow find himself out of the cop pickle, so when she saw him coming her way; a vicious smirk filled her lips although no one of the outside could see it.
Fury saw the woman standing in the street and you could practically feel the death rolling off her, he had an inkling of who this was but he didn't even realise what was happening until it was too late by what she was doing.
Winter raised her arm to the direction of the incoming black SUV approaching her and shot a car bomb out of the device she held in her hand. The bomb attached itself to the bottom of the SUV without hassle - as soon as it held itself under the vehicle the bomb exploded evidently causing the car – with Fury in it to flip over, moving past Winter as it did. Fury's SUV scraped itself past several metres of the ground until it came to a stop.
Winter's long dark hair flowed behind her as she turned towards her mission and strolled over there, intent on ridding this man of his life so she can get to the mission she wants so badly to eliminate. She ignored the people staring at her in terror, or even hiding behind things – they had no interest to her, only this one guy in the tipped over black SUV.
Fury's eyes were blurry, it felt like a sledgehammer had been knocked into his head. He groggily looked up, wanting to keep conscious, just knowing that if he passed out – it would be the last thing he ever did. His eyes widen in slight panic when he saw the long-haired figure that caused his crash starting to waltz over to him confidently. He knew that in that moment, he didn't think he could be as frightened for himself as he's ever been – and from everything he's heard about this woman, she NEVER fails a mission. Right now, her mission was obvious to him – it was to eliminate him for some reason. He shakily grabbed a device beside him and got to work on his escape knowing where he had to go now.
Winter stopped when she reached the over-turned vehicle and promptly ripped the driver's seat door open with ease using her strongly attached metal arm. She was more than ready to pull him out of the car by the neck and put a bullet in his skull.
She bent down to the right height, peeking into the car with narrowed eyes behind her midnight black eye mask. She let out a small irritated growl from the back of her throat when she saw no one inside the vehicle, only a hole in the ground to where Fury had escaped from.
Looks like she's going to have to use her tracking skills, he wasn't going to get away from her – no one did.
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