Warning: Sirens and gunfire sound effects used.
--Story--
It's a rainy night in the streets of Madripoor, the occasional low rumble of thunder echoing off the cityscape surrounding you. You’re tagging along with your two friends and Partners, Bucky Barnes and Sam Wilson. Baron Zemo, the same Zemo who had framed Bucky for the bombing of the UN and then went on to actually force the former Winter Soldier to have HYDRA’s programming re-awoken, all so he could just escape as the chaos had unfolded, also a trailing along. Needless to say, when Bucky had first informed you of his intentions to free the criminal from jail, you had been skeptical, but understood why. Zemo knows people; knows all of HYDRA’s secrets. And when dealing with a brand new breed of Super-Soldiers, it would only seem probable that the Baron might know something you didn’t. So that's where you are now, walking down the sketchy streets of the lawless island, sticking rather close to Sam and Bucky, often slowing your strides to fall back with the former, mentally checking up on his well-being through his facial expressions as the walk continues deeper. The four of you wind up at an open-air bar of sorts, with Zemo making small talk with the bartender, Sam at his side, both you and Bucky hanging back aways, surveying the room. Things don’t seem right. Though not unusual for a place like this to have its civilians all carrying a wide variety of firearms, everyone else seems on edge, almost as if they’re just waiting for some sort of trouble to break out. As it turns out, the sirens coming closer are a tell-tale sign of what's to come. The four of you aren’t exactly welcome here, with a sudden bounty placed on each of your heads. Becoming slightly panicked, both you and the former Winter Soldier share a nod with Sam, who harshly grabs Zemo’s forearm, dragging him out of the bar after you both. The rain is coming down much heavier now, soaking your smaller figure in comparison to your comrade’s, mentally cursing Zemo for only having the thinnest of feminine clothing stored on the private jet that had brought you all here. You don’t have much time to sulk about the rain, however, as the abrupt clatter of gunfire pierces your senses, causing you to quickly get a move on, splashing through puddles as you run, trying to escape your pursuers. “I can’t run in these heels!” You vaguely make out Sam’s humored remark completely unsuitable for the situation you’re currently in, continuing to run, Bucky keeping a steady pace at your side. Though when a sudden clamor of gunfire sounds from in front of you, the agonized cries of the people who had been chasing you falling dead to the ground, meets your ears, the three of you exchange bewildered glances, Zemo appearing from the shadows. Another figure steps out of the haze in front of you, leading the way with a pistol at the ready, steadily aimed at the Baron. “Drop it Zemo.” The newcomer seethes, removing her hood to reveal a surprisingly familiar face. “Sharon?” Bucky muses aloud from beside you, almost voicing your internal thoughts. All you can do is stand there, eying Zemo over carefully as your ally explains her situation, her own gaze following the Baron’s every move. “Come on,” She mutters finally, holstering her sidearm in one swift motion, beckoning the four of you to follow. “I’ve got a place in hightown where you should be safe for a while.” So, that’s exactly what you all agree upon, wordlessly following after your apparent savoir, the sounds of distant gunfire rising above the passing vehicles and rain and thunder. Maybe coming to Madripoor was a complete mistake, if this is the way it's gonna go.
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