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When she had been taken out of her chamber, where she had remained frozen, the remaining HYDRA operatives informed her of the situation. Captain Rogers had foiled their plan with Operation Insight, Pierce had been killed, and now HYDRA's best assassin was on the run. All HYDRA had left was her—their Angel of Death. Whenever the Winter Soldier had been on ice, she would occasionally be brought out to handle a few missions for him, and she certainly lived up to her name. Her hair was a golden, honey brown that ended in loose curls at her waist; years of intense training and a few...additives gave her the perfect figure for someone in her position; throw in smooth pale skin and hazel eyes—one would mistake her for being harmless. She didn't look like she could hurt a fly. That made her deadly—her fake innocence. If a mission ever called for her to go face-to-face with a target, she'd pull out that innocent front and lure the victim to where they'd be killed and then she'd properly dispose of the body.

But that was only when she was needed. Their Soldier had been used for a majority of HYDRA's missions. It had been a rule put in place by Pierce that the Winter Soldier and their Angel would never be out at the same time—Pierce's logic being that if anything happened to HYDRA, they couldn't afford anything happening to their greatest weapons.

With the Winter Soldier gone, the Angel of Death had to go retrieve him—she had been told of the consequences of returning empty-handed.

"How do you expect me to bring him back if I do not know what he looks like?" she asked, sounding void and almost robotic.

The operatives looked at each other.

"You'll know when you see him," an operative with a thick German accent said.

"He's just as skilled as you," another one informed. "He'll more than likely be in a disguise, so keep a close eye out."

"We don't need to worry about her," the German-accented agent scoffed. "She's always had sharp vision."

"So does he."

"Do you want him brought back dead or alive?" she asked.

"Alive," another operative snapped. "Why would we want one of our best assassins killed?"

"He wouldn't be able to tell she worked for HYDRA from a mile away."

"He'd know alright."

Their Angel of Death was handed the last of her weapons, where she concealed it under her clothes. The remaining operatives weren't sure when the whole idea started, but since she had been dubbed that codename and she pretty much looked like a lethal angel, they chose to give her clothes that made her look normal to the ordinary person. When it came to the Winter Soldier, he was suited for more long range attacks in most circumstances. Because of his metal arm, and with the way he looked, people would be able to guess that he was dangerous, with her, they wouldn't be able to tell.

"Remember, Angel," the German-accented operative said slowly, "we need our Soldier back alive."

"I still don't think this is a good idea," one muttered.

"It's best he be brought back to us," another snapped. "With everything that's happened, we can't afford to have him running wild."

"So we send her? Do you remember what Pierce said?"

"Shut up! That's classified—we know the risks, but we're low on options."

Her hazel eyes observed the operatives closely—they were hiding something, that much was obvious. She had never gone on a mission with the Soldier, at least from what she could remember, and it was very little. She could only remember what was deemed worthy of remembering, and not once was the Winter Soldier in her appropriately deemed memories.

"We're wasting time," an operative snarled. "The longer we stand here arguing, the further he gets."

"He's right. She needs to go."

"Well," the German operative smirked, "it seems like it's time for you to go, Angel. You know what will happen if you fail us."

Author's Note:

I hope you all liked this first chapter. Obviously, it's set after 'Winter Soldier'. This is a Bucky/OC, but it might take a while to develop any kind of romances. The further the story progresses, the more everything will be explained.

Captain America isn't mine. The movies and the comics belong to Marvel, I just own my OC's and my fillers.

This is my first Captain America story, so I hope you guys can help me through this. Please have some patience with me.

Leave a helpful and kind review, please!

Thank you.

Susan Strong