02| HOSTAGE SITUATION

[ Chapter Two ]

❝Bloody hell. Of course I'm stuck with Rumlow.❞

[Captain America The Winter Soldier]

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Clearly, Anya was wrong about everything because the moment she stepped on the jet, Brock Rumlow, narrowed his eyes at her, before looking her up and down.

Anya rolled her eyes at him but then gave him a sickly sweet smile, "Long time no see, Rumlow. You look good."

Brock gave her a smirk, "You do too. Heard you're dating Barton. That true?"

"That's none of your business." Anya said and pushed past him so she could stand by her sister.

Once all three of them were on board, joining the other SHIELD agents, the plane took off towards the Indian Ocean and Rumlow gave the team their instructions by broadcasting them on a large computer.

"The target is a mobile satellite launch platform: The Lemurian Star. They were sending up their last payload when pirates took them. Ninety-three minutes ago." Brock said.

"Any demands?" Steve asked.

Brock looked at him before answering, "A million and a half."

"Why so steep?" Steve responded.

"Because it's SHIELD's." Brock answered.

"So, it's not off-course, it's trespassing." Steve added.

Natasha looked at him, "I'm sure they have a good reason."

"You know, I'm getting a little tired of being Fury's janitor." Steve responded.

"Relax. It's not that complicated." Anya added, trying to back her sister up, who still hadn't given her the information about her side mission, "How many pirates?"

Brock brought up a photo on the computer, "Twenty-five, top mercs. Led by this guy aka Georges Batroc. Ex-DGSE, Action Division. He's at the top of Interpol's Red Notice. Before the French demobilized him, he had thirty-six kill missions. This guy's got a rep for maximum casualties."

"Hostages?" Steve asked.

"Uh, mostly techs. One officer, Jasper Sitwell." Brock answered and pulled up another photo, "They're in the galley."

Steve looked dubious, "What's Sitwell doing on a launch ship?"

"Doesn't matter." Anya looked at him and urged him to continue.

"Alright, I'm gonna sweep the deck and find Batroc. Nat, you'll kill the engines and wait for instructions. Rumlow, Anya, you sweep aft, find the hostages, get them to the life-pods and get them out. Let's move." Steve instructed.

"STRIKE, you heard the Cap. Gear up." Rumlow instructed.

"Bloody hell. Of course I'm stuck with Rumlow." Anya cursed under her breath and moved away from them to gather her supplies.

Anya ditched her jacket in the ship, knowing it would just get in the way and she pulled back her hair into a braid, before she grabbed a bow that SHIELD had luckily provided for her. She was still wearing her old suit but she figured it would do the job for now.

"Secure channel seven." Steve spoke into his wrist communicator as the plane lowered.

"Seven secure." Natasha responded and Anya nodded at the two of them.

"You doing anything fun Saturday night?" Natasha asked Steve.

Anya rolled her eyes at the two of them and fidgeted with her earpiece.

"Well, all the guys from my barbershop quartet are dead, so..." Steve joked, "No. Not really."

The pilot spoke over the radio, "Coming up on the drop zone."

The jet door slowly opened as the three finished putting their comns in.

"You know, if you ask Kristen out, from Statistics, she'd probably say yes." Natasha told him.

"That's why I don't ask." Steve responded, moving to the now open door.

"Too shy or too scared?" Natasha teased.

Steve laughed, "Too busy!"

Steve jumped out of the jet and Anya laughed, turning to her sister, "That man doesn't seem to have any concept of danger."

"Or dating, apparently." Natasha responded.

A STRIKE agent came forward concerned, "Was he wearing a parachute?"

Rumlow laughed, "No. No he wasn't."

Rumlow turned to Anya who was securing her parachute, "You ready?"

"Oh please." Anya rolled her eyes, "Like you even need to ask."

Anya grinned at him before jumping off of the plane and into the air. She engaged her parachute as instructed and then landed on the ship right next to Rumlow who shoots a man behind Steve.

Steve turns around as Anya and Rumlow shed their parachutes, "Thanks."

Brock shrugs, "Yeah. You seemed pretty helpless without me."

Natasha and another agent parachute down to join them.

"You good?" Natasha asks Anya who pushes away some loose hairs from her braid.

Anya grins at her sister, "Never better."

Natasha looks at Steve, "Hey, what about that nurse that lives across the hall from you? She seems kind of nice."

Steve rolled his eyes, "Secure the engine room, then find me a date."

"I'm multitasking." Natasha responded before jumping over a railing to the next floor.

Brock motioned to Any, "Come on."

Anya sighed, "Why am I stuck with you?"

"Captain's orders, Romanoff." Brock answered.

"Right." Anya glared at him but quickly followed him before smirking, "Let's see if you can keep up Rumlow."

She quickly swung herself over a railing before dropping down to the next floor. She looked around before spotting a couple of guards standing a little ways away. She snuck up behind them before knocking the one closest to her out. The other guards suddenly whirled around and Anya took in a deep breath, preparing herself.

One of them launched himself at her but she quickly dropped to the ground out of the way before launching herself at the next one and wrapping her legs around his waist before flipping him over.

She was yanked back by someone's arms around her neck and she coughed, trying to breathe before she knelt down and flipped him over her, slamming his head into the ground and effectively knocking him out.

One of the men quickly recovered. Anya growled before launching herself at him again and slamming him into the ground.

Anya pushed her flyaway hairs back before standing up. She heard Brock run over to her and she looked back at him with a grin on her face.

"Huh." Brock grunted.

Anya rolled her eyes, "Oh come on. That was impressive."

"We have a mission, Romanoff." Brock answered and started walking away.

"Way to take the fun out of it." Anya jogged after him.

Brock Rumlow and Anya started jogging down the hallway. Anya grabbed her bow from her back before loading an arrow and looking around for any particular threats coming at them as Rumlow focused on finding the control room.

"There." Rumlow suddenly pointed and Anya quickly followed him.

Rumlow pulled out a stun gun as they approached the control room which was guarded by one of the pirates. Anya growled but Rumlow shook his head.

"D'accord. Je vais le chercher!" The pirate said to someone on the other side of the door before turning to leave, however Brock shoots him before he gets anywhere and quickly catches him before he can make any noise.

"Why did you use a stun gun?" Anya hissed at him.

"Now is really not the time to be judging my fighting tactics, Anya." Brock hissed back.

Another strike agent appears next to them and places a bomb on the locked control room door. Brock points his gun at the door and Anya positions herself at his back in order to look out for anyone who might be coming.

"Targets acquired." A STRIKE agent's voice came over their radio.

Brock looked over his shoulder briefly at Anya and Anya answered, "STRIKE in position. Nat?"

Steve's voice came over their channel, "Natasha, what's your status?"

When Natasha didn't answer, Steve repeated it, "Status, Natasha?"

"Hang on." Natasha's voice crackled from the radio as they heard her knocking someone out.

"Engine room secure." Natasha answered.

Anya breathed out a short breath before Steve's voice came over the comns again, "On my mark. Three."

Anya moved to stand beside Brock, her bow raised.

"Two."

Brock nods slowly at Anya and the other STRIKE agent, both who nod back.

"One."

The STRIKE agent blows open the door and Rumlow and Anya quickly step in and kill the three pirates who weren't killed by the STRIKE agents peering in through the window.

The hostage who Anya recognizes as Jasper Sitwell looks at the bodies of the STRIKE agents and says, "I told you. SHIELD doesn't negotiate."

Anya grins at that and looks at Brock before bending down to start untying the hostages, "Come on, let's get them out of here."

Brock nods before following suit. Soon enough all the hostages are able to be moved and Brock leads the hostages out and towards the rendezvous point where the two were supposed to meet with Natasha except she's not there.

"Nat." Anya curses under her breath as she knows that her sister is fulfilling the other part of her mission, given to her by Fury.

"Hostages en route to extraction. Romanoff missed the rendezvous point, Cap. Hostiles are still in play." Brock says into his comn and looks back at Anya who is at the end of the line.

Anya shakes her head, "I got this, Rumlow."

Rumlow looks at her suspiciously as two hostiles appear behind her. Anya growls before dropping her bow and twists one of the hostile's arms before kicking the other's feet out from under him. Then while they are both stunned she grabs an arrow and stabs it into one of the men, effectively killing him. She grabs her bow and chokes the other one until he falls unconscious.

Anya quickly jogs to catch up with Brock who looks at her impressed but then says, "Where's Natasha?"

"Let's just get them out of here. Cap will find her."

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Word Count: 1608

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3. 11. 20