Shot
The HYDRA facility buzzed with dying electricity, red warning lights flashing overhead while smoke drifted through the vents. Half the base was already in lockdown. Somewhere in the distance, Steve was probably throwing the shield dramatically through three people at once. The man treated physics like a suggestion. Inside the control room, monitor after monitor glowed with encrypted files. Lily Stark sat at the central console, focused entirely on the code scrolling across the screen. Fingers moving quickly. Efficient. Silent. Bucky stood guard near the entrance, rifle loose in his hands but eyes constantly moving. "How long?" he asked quietly. One screen flashed green. "Almost done." "Copy that," Sam's voice crackled through the comms. "We cleared the west hall. Steve punched a guy through a table. Very patriotic stuff." "Focus, Wilson," Natasha muttered. Bucky barely listened. His attention stayed on the room. Still. Too still. Then a faint sound. A breath. Bucky turned
About Shot
The HYDRA facility buzzed with dying electricity, red warning lights flashing overhead while smoke drifted through the vents. Half the base was already in lockdown. Somewhere in the distance, Steve was probably throwing the shield dramatically through three people at once. The man treated physics like a suggestion. Inside the control room, moni...Read more