The Winter Soldier and a Su fight in the Arena
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The target is slowing down, they're injured, bleeding and tired and weak. Not long now.

They climb over a large rock, tracking the prey, unyielding. They lift the rifle, searching through the scope and catches sight of the target -- then white. Blinding flashing white. There is no pain, but the familiarity of --

-- when they wake up, they are somewhere else entirely.

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It's a cell. Smooth ceilings and walls and floor.

There's a half concealed toilet. A sink. 

Two cots flowing out of the wall. They're lying on one. 

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And there's a girl, unconscious on the other.

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Unfamiliar surroundings. Unknown occupant. What is their mission?

Kill the target.

Unfeasible. Revaluation needed

-- Captured, behind enemy lines.

New mission: escape, eliminate hostiles. Return to handler.

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The girl stirs after a bit - she's very good at pretending to be still asleep, but not so good as to fool the Winter Soldier. She seems nervous.

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They stand over her, prepared for movement.

"Не двигайся. Назови себя."

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She freezes.

"Яша," she says slowly. "James."

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-- what

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It passes and he repeats himself.

"Identify yourself."

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"I'm James. Я Яша."

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"What is your mission."

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She stares at him for several long moments.

And she's screaming internally because somehow she's time traveled or he's been reset or some bullshit but that's the Winter Soldier, not her dad - 

Her augmented mind is flashing through possibilities. Memories. Things she's read, things she's learned about that time -

But words are hard, especially when she's stressed, and she doesn't have a mission or a lie prepared - 

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They grab the girl and shove her against the wall, arm shining dimly under the lights.

No words, they don't need any. Just pure physical threat. They must complete the mission.

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She's not very easy to shove. About as easy as he would be, actually.

There's something in the crystalline panic that makes her remember something - 

"сталь. молодой. ветер. спокойный."

Codes, laid bare for the world to see after Aunt Nat unveiled HYDRA, that her dad'd had ripped out of his head - 

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-- they drop her and step back. Any evidence of their previous insubordination gone.

"Ready to comply," they say in Russian.

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Uh crap.

"Wait. Evaluate. Escape together," she strings out of the scattered words in her brain.

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They nod their acknowledgement and look around the room again. First: any signs of an exit? A weak point in the architecture?

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It's smooth, with no variations or weak points. The forcefield is a possible weak point - it feels like glass to the touch, and doesn't react when poked. It shimmers in the light. He won't be able to get an angle to see anything other than the same featureless hallway.

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They push forward on the force-field with increasing strength, watching it carefully whilst also keeping an eye on the principal.

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It doesn't change.

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She's (mostly) subtly checking herself for hidden items, both ones she'd been carrying before and ones that've been planted.

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They push harder, with their shoulders and legs, steadying themselves on the floor with their feet.

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There's footsteps echoing down the hall, from his right.

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That gets them moving back and in front of the principal. They take hold of their arm, ready to move at the moments notice.

"Silence."

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She tenses, goes wary - 

Also why is even brainwashed dad overprotective. Ugh. Maybe she should've tried to remember a different code set - (ignoring the part of her brain screaming about mind controlling her dad)

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