"Celestia. I am getting near the mainframe of the submarine. You got your army ready?" Slade called into the transponder as he trudged through the water, sword at the ready.
"Yes. You run aground that machine of theirs, we can handle the rest."
"Good. Good." Slade replied. "Deathstroke out."
"A boat that can go underwater? That's... I got to add that in my notebook!" Twilight commented as she scribbled it down.
"Ah... we'll just wait for them to come up. I got some flank-kicking to do! Besides! Those good for nothing... whatever they're called took the elements!"
"And we're going to get them back from those varmints."
[Cargo room]
"Did the guy on the last shift... did you see him?" Rumlow asked as he entered the cargo room, moving a box that felt a little to heavy.
"No, I didn't sir. When I entered, he was gone. From my understanding, he went off to go help move some cargo. A weapon shipment evidently."
"Weapon shipment? We're getting things from the other side? Huh. I have to check with Schmidt for that." He continued as he moved the box with his subordinate. "If he's slacking on the job, I swear, I am going to kick his ass off this sub."
"Doesn't this box feel a bit too heavy?" The HYDRA agent commented. "I thought we were shipping weapons, not... whatever is in here."
"It must be a damn big gun." Brock commented as they placed down the box rather roughly. "Whew. Now I am going to find that guy, and kick his ass for not..."
Cough*
"Huh? Did you hear that?"
"Yeah... who's there?" The agent asked into the dark room, his flashlight at the ready.
Cough*
"Again! Wait a second... it's coming from..."
The box.
Prying the container open, the two found it. The guy on the last shift, who's name was Bob. Who currently was knocked senseless.
"Sound the alarm." Rumlow said as he turned to his partner before phoning the bridge. "Schmidt. They're here."
"Alright. Erica and I will go off to grab the elements." Steve said. "So... that means our stop is here. You make your way to the armory. Make sure that they aren't able to get to it so that the Royal Guard won't have to put up with the power of Odin."
"Alright then." Bucky nodded with Medic and Trudy who was still on his shoulders.
"Alright buddy... time to get off." Steve urged as he reached high, and was just able to grab a hold of the grate. "We're located currently in a janitor's closet, or whatever you want to call it so I doubt anyone will find this."
With one mighty pull, the steel grate came down and Cap grabbed the edges of the opening and pulled himself up. Grabbing onto Erica, he pulled her up as well.
"Good luck Steve."
"You too Bucky. You as well Medic. And you Trudy. I promise... if I find her, I'll get your sister."
"Thank you."
"No problem." Cap nodded as he opened the door to the closet they were in. "Come on Erica."
"Alright. Let's get this show on the road." The blond girl grinned as she put on the gloves, the dachshund ears and tail manifesting upon her body. "So... where are we headed?"
"Just follow me." Cap said as he opened the door and took a look out. Good. Empty. "And now then... this should be helpful. Remember... if we get caught... we're going to be in deep trou..."
"Red Alert. We're on red alert. All non-essential personal, please prepare to repel intruders. This is not a drill. Repeat, this is not a drill."
"Oh GOD DAMN IT!"
"Shit... that's the alarm!" Bucky groaned as he tore off the grate and got out, deciding that now, subtlety was going to be thrown right out the window. The four HYDRA agents around him were rather surprised when some guy burst out of the ground and then proceeded to knock them senseless. Helping out Medic and Trudy, Bucky grabbed his assault rifle.
"Alright people. Plan B time." The Winter Soldier commented as he kicked down the door. "The armory is this way!"
Firing into the hallway, the big man continued to move his way down with Medic healing him. Normally Trudy would probably be interested in cutting down her sister's kidnappers. However, her attention was focused on a map of the submarine's layout.
"Zey're here, Herr Strucker." The doctor said as he walked up to the baron.
"Good... good. Unleash the experiments!" The baron ordered. "Perhaps it is now our time, to do our second, and more controlled test."
Corpses littered the hallway in which Slade had made his way through. The fight they had put up was meager at best as he began to make his way to the bridge. Judging from the radio chatter of HYDRA, it's unlikely that he'll end up facing the literal Red Skull. Besides, he didn't have too much interest in fighting him. Cap had stated many times, he wanted to personally kill the former Nazi, probably some blood feud between the two.
"You should run." He taunted as he looked over at the two soldiers that barred his path. When they were a second too slow in making their decisions of either running away, or holding their ground, the assassin had already pulled the trigger to his desert eagle sending two bullets in the chests of the two men. Chuckling to himself, it's like the thugs that are being hired to do the dirty work get worse and worse every time. Probably because all the smart thugs decided maybe it was time to go do something legal rather than been on the hit-list of an assassin or the guy in the bat costume. It seemed that where these people are from, the same could be held true if they were this awful. Inwardly, that brought up the question. HOW ARE CELESTIA'S ROYAL GUARD UNABLE TO BEAT THESE GUYS?!
Finding the door the elevator, the assassin made special care in how he was going to do this. Elevator's were a no-no. A deathtrap if he was caught in one. Putting in his destination to go up to the bridge, the assassin pulled open the grate on top and jumped up, standing a top of the elevator while he readied himself. The ding* and the pause would tell him exactly what he had suspected as the two men with vaporizer rifles walked in, evidently confused at an empty elevator. Perhaps these guys were only as stupid as they looked.
Jumping down, the assassin slammed their heads together, knocking them both out before grabbing their guns. Those guns... he liked them. The men that were in the hallway would be of little issue as Slade got to field test his new toys. He was liking them already when he turned the group of guards into a dust pile. When he was about to enter the bridge, the door opened. A familiar hooded man with a large blade accompanied by two guards.
"I've never met anyone so tired of living." Reaper commented as he readied his blade.
"You'll never meet anyone as dumb as yourself. You can be sure of that." Slade replied as he decided to humor the less worthy assassin and pull his katana. But first, to make sure those two guards won't be an issue, he planted two bullets in each of their skulls, watching as they dropped to the ground forming pools of blood. "Last time, I was merciful. You only lost your arm. The one that wasn't real. This time... you will lose your head."
"Let's not be hasty now. You think even if you beat me, you'll make it out alive?"
"Yes."
"Be real, you fool. The Red Skull will kill you. He's already won. But maybe... I can propose a counter-offer to what those overgrown children toys are offering you?"
"Speak up. I am listening."
"How about you work for us, and we promise you a piece of the pie?"
"Hmmmmm... let me propose my counter-offer. Your head on my staff. You know why? I don't break deals."
It had taken a while, and frankly, it had also taken about four bullets to the chest, but thanks to a tactical vest, an enhanced physiology and the best healing device in existence, Bucky and Medic had managed to take the armory. Not just that, but also had managed to kill everyone in the armory.
"Vat do ve do vith zese veapons?" Medic asked as he examined the blow glowing rifles.
"Simple. We destroy them." Bucky commented as he planted C4s across the place. "Hey Trudy... mind helping me with this?"
No reply.
"Trudy? Come on... Trudy?"
She wasn't there. In fact... it seemed she wasn't even anywhere close by much to the shock of both Medic and Bucky.
"Vait... vhere... vhere did she go...?" The doctor asked in disbelief, surprised that she managed to get the slip on them.
"Oh no... don't tell me... don't tell me..." Bucky groaned. "Medic... can you meet up with us outside?"
"Outside?" The German echoed.
"The royal guard is going to get ripped apart. HYDRA may have lost at least half of it's toys, but if they really managed to get these weapons from where I think they got them from, then they're going to need your help."
"Alright zen. Vat vill you be doing?"
"I am going to help Trudy. She's going to do something totally dumb... and I guess I'll hope on the band wagon."
"Good luck Herr Barnes."
"You as well Doctor."