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thekidfrombrooklyn) wrote2012-08-05 05:02 pm
thekidfrombrooklyn) wrote2012-08-05 05:02 pm
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[movie canon: the rescue]
Previously:
"You can't give me orders!"
"The hell I can't! I'm a captain."
It occurs to Steve as he makes his way through the woods outside Krausberg that this is the first time he's really been tested. Stark was right about that. The day he was given the serum and chased down the HYDRA agent was only a dry run. This matters more than all the dancing and all the shilling for war bonds. This is about saving his fellow soldiers, possibly even his friend, and he hasn't given a thought to what will happen after.
The woods are dark and foggy, thick with old growth. Steve doesn't know the countryside, but he's got the map Agent Carter showed him memorized, and gets his bearings without much trouble. The factory is hard to miss--it's ablaze with light and activity despite the late hour. It's more like a fortress than any factory Steve knows.
The simplest way to get into the factory is to hitch a ride in one of its trucks. The two HYDRA agents in the back are easily disposed of, as is the guard when the truck stops. The guard inside the first door he tries lets him in at a knock, and Steve takes him out quickly, too.
Inside, the place is full of bombs, tanks the size of houses, and tubes of a substance that glows with an eerie blue light. He grabs a gadget for analysis later--maybe it'll help his case if they decide to court-martial him once he returns--and then focuses on his real goal: finding the prisoners.
Finding Bucky.
To be continued...
"You can't give me orders!"
"The hell I can't! I'm a captain."
It occurs to Steve as he makes his way through the woods outside Krausberg that this is the first time he's really been tested. Stark was right about that. The day he was given the serum and chased down the HYDRA agent was only a dry run. This matters more than all the dancing and all the shilling for war bonds. This is about saving his fellow soldiers, possibly even his friend, and he hasn't given a thought to what will happen after.
The woods are dark and foggy, thick with old growth. Steve doesn't know the countryside, but he's got the map Agent Carter showed him memorized, and gets his bearings without much trouble. The factory is hard to miss--it's ablaze with light and activity despite the late hour. It's more like a fortress than any factory Steve knows.
The simplest way to get into the factory is to hitch a ride in one of its trucks. The two HYDRA agents in the back are easily disposed of, as is the guard when the truck stops. The guard inside the first door he tries lets him in at a knock, and Steve takes him out quickly, too.
Inside, the place is full of bombs, tanks the size of houses, and tubes of a substance that glows with an eerie blue light. He grabs a gadget for analysis later--maybe it'll help his case if they decide to court-martial him once he returns--and then focuses on his real goal: finding the prisoners.
Finding Bucky.
To be continued...
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Not that there's any way to help him from here.
Just let him get out, Steve prays. Let him reach the end and get out.
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Steel shrieks as the beam ratchets downward and begins to tear free of its anchor on the far side. He abandons caution and breaks into a mad dash, then leaps for the far railing as the whole thing gives way beneath his feet.
Bucky pulls himself up and rolls over the top of the rail to the dubious safety of the catwalk, then stares back across the abyss at Steve.
"There's got to be a rope or something!" he shouts.
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Steve waves him on. "Just go! Get out of here!"
Bucky's on the other side and that's all that matters.
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"NO!"
Bucky's yell is harsh and raw - and there's no room in it for argument.
"Not without you!"
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"Hell," says Steve.
He looks around to get an idea of how to manage this. He bends back the railing to give himself more room, and takes several steps away from the chasm. The explosions grow only more intense--it won't be long until the building comes down around them.
There's a moment--just a moment--of doubt. I don't expect you to understand this because you're just a chorus girl. He knows he can run fast and far. He knows he can leap high.
He doesn't know if he can do this.
He runs, and at the edge, he jumps.
It's truly a leap of faith.