Mission: Hydra ~ An LSHU Story ~

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Chapter 1: Fighting With Claws and Shield

Logan

I can hear my comrades’ screams. Feel the shots as they punctured my uniform like a tire, like they did to my friends. Remember my rage as I felled them one by one. They still haunt me. When I sat down, the memories of last night flooded into my consciousness. He shouldn’t have come here. Repeating my name only made it worse. I lost control and lunged at Cap with all the pent-up fury of my miserable life, claws sharp. He dodged and I went into a roll. “Logan, stop!” he shouted. I turned around and slashed at Cap. He instinctively lifted his shield to block it, spun and smacked me in the chest. I howled like an animal and kicked him in the head. He staggered back, holding his shield to protect his body. In an instant I was scraping and stabbing at Cap on the ground. I managed to peel his shield away like tape, and was about to strike at his neck when something as fast as a train slammed into me. I skidded across the mucky ground of the camp and hit a Jeep with enough force to crumple its frame. “Enough, soldier.” I looked up. A guy in a ridiculous tin hat frowned at me. “I’m the Flash, and you need to stand down.”

another reason cap should survive avengers 4

my head says the death of steve rogers would be one of the best moments in a marvel movie ever
but my heart says we need cap forever

i honestly want a whole movie where they tease bucky taking up the mantle and then sharon carter becomes cap at the end

Chapter 3: Briefing

Flash

I hate patrols. It seems like the only thing they use me for. So when the time came for yet another patrol, I was surprised that I wasn’t called. Instead, some guy took me into the main tent. Cap, Bucky, and the angry guy from yesterday were waiting.

“Morning, sir.” Cap nodded. “I called you all here for a reason,” Cap said. He unfurled a map of Europe. “While transporting an artefact from Latveria to the Soviets, an American convoy was ambushed by Hydra. They only took one prisoner, a member of the Monuments, Fine Arts, and Archives division named Daniel Garrett.” Cap opened a folder and pulled out a photograph of a young man who looked like an archaeologist, wide-brimmed hat and all. “He led the unit to find a golden statue.” Why Hydra wanted it, I don’t know. “Garrett knew something about the statue we don’t. The enemies were highly trained, and left little trace they were there.” Bucky fished a Hydra badge out of his pocket and held it up for all of us to see. “Except this,” he added. “It looks like a stone of some kind. Here’s where it gets interesting.” He fiddled with the badge until it suddenly projected a bunch of numbers onto a wall. “Coordinates. We call this ‘Belshazzar’s Writing’. These coordinates point to a location in Northern Italy.” Cap stepped forward. “Our mission is to survey the area, infiltrate any bases, and rescue Garrett. Are there any questions?” “No, sir,” we replied in unison. I zoomed out of the tent, ready to go.

4th wall comments: Well, after a long time, I got Chapter 3 done. Good job me.

did you put chapter 2 as chapter 3? or did you put chapter 2 as chapter 1? or did you put the prologue as chapter 1, and chapter 2 as chapter 3?

lol, great chapter, man. i think to tie everything together, the chain of souls was on that american convoy. not that it has to be mentioned, though; i just might write a one-shot about it after this story is over.