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✩ 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦, 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗋, 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖺 ✩

THEY ENTERED A RAVE WITH instructions to lay low. Marta thought it was hell, so she stayed at the bar, drinking. It was better than wandering around aimlessly. When she finished her eighth drink, not even close to tipsy, the bartender became aware. "Jesus, lady, you can really drink," he commented. Marta nodded, bringing her glass up to her lips while scoping out the scene. "You an enhanced, or something?" he wondered.

        "Something like that." Marta said blankly, before Bucky was beckoning her away.

        When they left the party it was daylight, and Sharon was leading them to shipping container storage. "Madripoor could give New York a run for its money." Sam commented while they followed Sharon.

        Zemo nodded. "They know how to party." he said.

        "With that bounty on your head, the longer you're in Madripoor, the less likely you're ever leaving," they arrived at a shipping container. "All right. He's in there. Container four-two-six-one. I'll watch while you guys talk to Nagel. But hurry. We're on borrowed time." Sharon offered them all comms.

        The four entered the container, but it was empty. "I get the feeling we're in the wrong place." Marta said with a sigh.

        Sam agreed with her. "Hey, Sharon. You sure this is the right one? It's completely empty." Sam said over the comms.

        "Positive. It has to be." Sharon said.

        Zemo and Sam walked deeper into the storage container, Zemo inspecting it with a flashlight. Zemo pushed on the back wall just right, and revealed a door. There was a song playing in the background, so Marta, Sam and Bucky all grabbed their guns, Marta leading the way up a flight of stairs. They made their way through Nagel's lab cautiously, the same song playing much louder now.

        When they found the doctor, his back was facing them, so Marta, Sam and Bucky slowly and silently approached. When he heard movement, Nagel switched off the music and turned around with a gasp. "Dr. Nagel?" Sam asked.

        "Who are you? What do you want?" Nagel asked quickly.

        "We know you created the super-soldier serum." Sam spoke tentatively.

        "Get out of my lab." Nagel tried to leave, but he was met with Marta and Bucky.

        Sam grabbed hold of Nagel's arm, moving him towards the super-soldiers. "You know who they are, right? This is Baron Zemo. I know you've heard of him, too, right? You seem like a pretty smart guy. So you better become conversational real quick." Sam pushed Nagel against a wall.

        "How about a counter proposal? Make me a better offer and I'll talk." Nagel offered, Marta glancing at Bucky.

        "Guys, we have company," Sharon said over the comms, followed by the sounds of fighting. Bucky grabbed hold of Nagel and sat him in a chair, both he and Marta aiming their guns at his head. "Every bounty hunter in the city is here. We gotta go!" she urged the group.

        To get Nagel to talk, Bucky shot a bullet beyond his head. "Okay. Okay," Nagel panted. Marta and Bucky didn't move their guns. "I was brought into Hydra's Winter Soldier program to pick up their work after the five failed test subjects in Siberia, and to monitor Ghost. When Hydra fell, I was recruited by the CIA. They had blood samples from an American test subject with semi-stable traces of serum in his system," when Nagel spoke of Isaiah, Sam looked at an ashamed Bucky and Marta. "After much labor, I was able to isolate the necessary compounds in his blood. I was a god. I did what no other scientist since Erskine was able to do. But mine was going to be different. No clunky machines or jacked up bodies. Mine was going to be subtle, optimized, perfect."