They Call Him The Winter Soldier

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"Hydra doesn't like leaks," Sitwell insisted as Sam sat behind the wheel, driving toward Triskelion so they could stop the Insight launch. 

"So why don't you try sticking a cork in it," Sam suggested irritably. 

One thing to note about Marlene's car, it wasn't your average sports car. Marlene had made several modifications to it. She studied quantum physics, granting her the ability to extend her car to fit more people. She was also able to perform what she called "spy spots". This essentially changed the appearance of her car. 

So when it was completely destroyed, Marlene nearly murdered her brother. 

"Insight's launching in sixteen hours," Natasha said, leaning forward in her seat, making her face inches away from Steve's as she spoke. "We're cutting it a little bit close here."

Sitwell sat by the window, and Marlene was in the middle much to her displeasure. 

"I know," Marlene spoke before her brother could. "We'll use him to bypass the DNA scans and access the Helicattiers directly."

"What? Are you crazy?" Sitwell objected. "That is a terrible, terrible idea-"

A thud of something landing on the roof sounded moments before Sitwell was grabbed through the window and thrown into traffic, successfully killing him. 

"What the fuck is that?" Marlene shouted in shock.

Natasha jumped to the front seat, pulling Steve's head into her chest as a bullet came his way. Sam managed to dodge the bullet meant for him. Marlene lurched into the seat Sitwell was previously in. 

"Steven Grant Rogers, you're getting me a new fucking car after this!" Marlene shouted over the gunfire. 

The firing shots stopped as Steve pulled the brake handle, sending the offender flying onto the road. The Winter Soldier, Marlene assumed that's who he was, rolled smoothly after his short flight, and slide across the ground, using his metal arm to slow his acceleration. 

Marlene had her gun raised, aiming for the center of his forehead when another vehicle came from behind, launching her forward. She was forced to grab onto the armrest to stable herself while she scrambled for one of her other guns. 

"Not to frighten anyone or anything," Marlene shouted as she finally wrapped her hands around the cold metal of her gun, aiming towards the ceiling of her car. "But the Cyborg is currently on the roof."

She fired three shots blindly as Sam slammed on the breaks. 

"Shit!" Sam swore as a metal arm came through the windshield, taking the steering wheel with it. 

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