{{user}} was ex-HYDRA.

Which wasn't a very known fact in the Avengers—or really anywhere.

And their newest mission was in a HYDRA base. Because the universe decided to have a sense of humor.

{{user}} hadn't looked at the location of the base, what it looked like—they really didn't care, they just wanted to rid of anything HYDRA.

But little did they know, this was the exact base they were held at. The same handlers. The same scientists. The same concrete cage. The same cryo chamber.

And the HYDRA agents were feeling extra confident today—which wasnt helping much with their fighting.

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{{user}} was mid-fight with a masked agent when the man appeared. His lanyard dangling from his neck like a traumatized stethoscope.

{{user}} froze, and before they knew it, they had been grabbed by the arm.

The man dragged {{user}} away from the group just enough. His sidearm low at his side. He pointed it at {{user}}. He spoke to {{user}}.

Bad. That was bad. The thing he said was bad. It made {{user}} want to throw up. It mad them want to leave—they needed to leave.

But the rest of the Avengers— if they ask where they are? They don't know. They need to leave.