Chapter 29: Assemble pt.4

Chapter 29: Assemble pt.4

2012

Classified Location

S.H.I.E.L.D Helicarrier

Next Day

(Omniscient POV)

Coulson and Steve are standing on the bridge of the Helicarrier, just waiting as they watch the technicians work.

"I mean if it's not too much trouble," Coulson says as he hands over an old set of Captain America cards that seemed to be kept in mint condition.

"No-no, it's fine."

Steve takes the cards from Coulson's hand, a little impressed by the man's collection.

" It's a vintage set. Took me a couple of years to collect them all. Near mint, slight foxing around the edges but-"

"We got a hit on the face trace! Sixty-seven percent match. Wait- cross-match, eighty-nine percent!" One of the Techs interrupts.

Coulson, forgetting the previous conversation, moves over to the tech's station.

"Location?" He asks.

"Stuttgart, Germany. He's not exactly hiding, sir."

Coulson nods and pats the tech on the shoulder.

"Good work." He says before turning around towards Steve.

"Captain, you're up."

A determined look takes over Steve's face as he gives Coulson a wholehearted nod and walks out of the brig to prepare.

He makes his way towards the armory and the door slides open to reveal a new and improved Captain America suit displayed on the wall. Steve walks over to it and stares at his new uniform, feeling a small sense of nervousness as well as longing.

"Hope it fits." He mutters to himself

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Stuttgart, Germany

Two Hours Later

A large quinjet speeds across the cloudy night skies as it makes its way towards the drop point.

Inside, Natasha and a freshly geared-up Steve prepare their weapons as Brock double-checks his small unit of men to make sure they are ready.

"Sir, we're getting reports from local PD about a...Horned individual waving around a glowing staff and causing a large commotion at the target location." One of the S.T.R.I.K.E team agents reports.

Brock nods and looks over towards Steve.

"Sounds like our guy." He states calmly.

Steve nods his head in agreement.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

"We should go over our plan of attack." Natasha chimes in.

"Captain Rumlow, secure this man onto the plane." Captain America orders as Loki is cuffed with his hands behind his back. The smug smirk never leaving his face.

My men and I move to escort Loki, who eyes me for a second before completely dismissing me, onto the quinjet as the two heroes exchange greetings.

"Mister Stark," Cap says and nods at the armored billionaire.

"Captain." Tony returns the nod.

An awkward silence hangs throughout the plaza as neither of them knows what to say next.

Tony clears his throat and points over to the quinjet.

"Can I get a ride?"

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Quinjet

A Few Minutes Later

(Omniscient POV)

The quinjet speeds over some mountains and continues to soar through the darkened cloudy night skies.

Natasha sits in the cockpit with the pilot while Brock and the S.T.R.I.K.E team guard their new prisoner.

Loki is strapped down to a chair in the back of the plane, his eyes moving about the jet and observing everything around him. Cap, in his suit but no cowl, and Tony, in the armor but without his helmet, are standing behind the cockpit as they talk.

"I don't like it," Steve says as a serious contemplative look overtakes his face.

"What? Rock of Ages giving up so easily?" Tony jokes.

"I don't remember it being that easy. This guy packs a wallop, I could tell when fighting him, so he should have put up more of a fight."

"Still, you were pretty spry, for an older fellow. What's your thing? Pilates?" Tony quips.

Steve, interrupted from his train of thought, gives Tony a confused look.

"What?"

"It's like calisthenics. You might have missed a couple of things. Y'know, doing time as a Cap-sicle." Tony smirks as an annoyed look comes to the Captain's face.

"Fury didn't tell me he was calling you in."

Tony lets out a chuckle at his words. "Yeah, there's a lot of things Fury probably doesn't tell you."

A flash of lightning and the loud roaring of thunder outside interrupts their conversation.

"Skies were supposed to be clear, where's this come from?" Natasha asks the pilot who just shrugs his shoulders in confusion.

As more lightning and thunder cloud the sky, Loki leans forward from his strapped-down position and looks around nervously.

"What's the matter? Scared of a little lightning?" Steve asks, noticing the man's change in demeanor.

"I'm just not overly fond of what follows," Loki says as a wave of lightning shoot through the sky and crashes on top of the quinjet.

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A/n: Hey everyone, as always hope you're enjoying the story, and thanks for reading!