49: Helmut Zemo

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We stood in front of the door for a second, taking in the scene. The wind picked back up around us. I could feel my nose start to become cold as the icy snowflakes hit my face. The wind was so strong it almost stung.

"He cant have been here more than a few hours." Steve said. I looked over at Bucky. I clenched my gun tightly. A few hours is a long time. Bucky looked back to me. His eyes screaming the same mine were. Just pure worry and concern.

"Long enough to wake them up." He said.

The three of us began to move in slowly. Steve looked around the empty abandoned hallways. It was pitch black from the lights being off, or broken. I took a deep breath as we walked towards the elevator. Bucky lead the way in, closing the door and gate behind us. We stood silently as the elevator moved down. My brain was going into full panic mode. If these soldiers were awake, would the three of us really be able to take them down? I stood between Steve and Bucky, who both held the worried look I had.

The elevator finally stopped with a loud thud. Steve and Bucky turned to me while I just nodded. I was ready, whatever may come ahead. Steve pulled the gate up and walked out first. Bucky and I following behind with our guns drawn.

We moved slowly down the hallway, our backs against the wall. Bucky and I took each side of the hallway, clearing the rooms, making sure no one was hiding in the darkness. The area was so silent, I could hear all our nervous breaths while we made our way through.

We made our way up a small concrete staircase, continuing our slow movement. A loud thud echoed the room behind us. We all turned quickly looking over at the elevator we came through. Steve stood in front of Bucky and I, his shield in front of us. Bucky and I sat with our guns positioned, ready for whoever was coming.


The door at the end of the hallway creaked, and opened. I let out a sigh of relief as I saw a familiar iron suit lighting up the dark path. I lowered my gun as Tony walked towards us. I knew in my head I needed to worry that he found us however, I would take Tony over a bunch of raging super soldiers any day.

"You seem a little defensive." Tony called out to us as he brought the helmet on his suit up. The black eye on his face just confirmed how bad the fight was with the others. I felt a bit of guilt knowing I wasn't there to help whoever needed it.

Steve and I walked forward towards him. Steve kept a cool composure under his confused face. I just smiled, happy to see Tony again. "It's been a long day." Steve replied.

Tony looked over at me, giving me his quick smile before looking up at Bucky. "At ease, Soldier. I'm not currently after you."

"Then what are you after?" I asked, tilting my head at him curiously. Tony looked around and continued to walk forward, before leaning his shoulder against the wall beside him.

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