Bucky, Howard and Steve -1

Time 5:37 PM

HYDRA agents started to make a move. Howard and his wife Maria left their manor in their car just minutes ago. It's a long drive from Long island to Pentagon, DC but it's not a normal car. It's Howard Stark's car. HYDRA was sure that this guy can cover a five-hour distance in less than three. Besides, it's snowing and half the roads are practically closed thanks to their efforts. So no traffic.

"Howard must be thinking that his project reports and his little toys will be safe in Pentagon base. Bloody fool. Why can't he just put these in SHIELD and we can take them over without making a fuss!" Pierce was mumbling to himself looking while looking at the monitor in front of him. This is the section of road they have selected for the ambush.

"Sir, a call from Quinjet." informed an agent who was monitoring communications.

"Connect me to it," said Pierce and after a few minutes picked a phone near him.

"Sir, we are an hour away from the mark, should we make a landing here?"

"Hmm....wait..." Pierce confirmed the location, checked the map and after a few seconds gave the command, "Don't make a landing. Just drop the Winter soldier, his ride and be on your way. I don't want to leave any trail for any Quinjet landing today. Drop the soldier and go back to the HQ. Make sure you submit a proper report in the morning."

"Noted Sir. Thank you, Sir. Hail Hydra."

"Hail Hydra," said Pierce before asking an operative behind him "Who was on the call just now?"

"He is a new recruit, Sir. His name..." Before the operative could even say the rest of the sentence, Pierce cut him.

"I don't want to listen to his name and make a useless connection. Make sure after the mission, he sacrifices bravely in an attack or something," Pierce just gave the death order to the fool who called him. Seriously, after this mission, everyone who is even remotely related to this will die. Except for him after all the secret is safe only when he is the only one who knows it.

------------Bucky POV------------

He was waiting.

Mission Objective - Howard stark and Maria stark death and bringing back all the belongings to Siberia base.

Mission Instruction - The killings must be done and staged to look like an accident. No use of firearms or weapons.

These were the only two things he was thinking about now. Objective and Instruction. Objective and Instruction. There was something though, something about this name that kept bothering him like an annoying mosquito buzz in his ears.

"Howard Stark"

Where did he last heard this name? Is he a friendly operative turned rogue or an old enemy? Hmm...The name is strange though. Howard Stark. There was light reflecting in Bucky's eyes and his eyes again lost focus. Outside the view of long island was becoming clear.

------------Steve POV------------

He was waiting near a dumpster when the snakes will make a move. He might look like he is sleeping with his eyes closed and the relaxing pose but it is quite opposite. He found that in this 'modern' age he was not alone. His friend Bucky was still alive and today he could rescue him from HYDRA and also save Howard's life. Martha gave him an alert.

"Sir, a SHIELD Quinjet is tracked by the Falcon team entering this airspace. However, it is 99.99% chance that is transporting HYDRA agents for the mission."

"A what?" confused Steve asked.

" A small aircraft capable of vertical takeoff with heavy artillery and powerful jet engines. The queen of the sky...," before Martha could report by copying the Quinjet intro from its file, Steve interrupted.

"I got it from the small aircraft. How much far is it and how far is Howard?" Steve asked Martha while sprinting towards the main road. He knew he and his team made the first mistake of assuming that HYDRA left exit point 5 open because it was near Pier and they can use it.

HYDRA left it because they had eyes on the exit and it was enough for them. They must have already known Howard's habit and the road he was going to take was easy to predict for them. Hope or Phil never thought about this and never tracked Howard's habit before the mission.

Big rookie mistake. HYDRA had a small aircraft that will simply drop Bucky directly near Howard. He needs to run and run fast. Steve asked Martha to track the aircraft and guide him towards it. While Steve made a run for the Quinjet, Martha had also sent alerts to Hope and Phil.

----------Phil POV--------

Martha just alerted him on Quinjet and Phil smacked his own head.

"How the fuck I forgot HYDRA can use Shield Quinjet. It doesn't matter if it is the 90s, SHIELD will always have Quinjets. Fucking Messed up Marvel technology tree", shouted Phil in frustration.

Since the start of his mission, one thing after another is happening and he is realising how many things he took for granted. He can't fly with his suit because he forgot it make a lot of noise. He didn't arrange small vehicles for his team or think of tracking Howard's movements before the mission day. It's like he assumed he will swoop in, steal the vials and fly away while cap will come, save Howard and kick Bucky's ass and the mission will be over. But fuck this shit.

Phil instructed Martha "Start looking for any retired and experienced field agent or operation head from any US or European agency. FBI, CIA or Mossad doesn't matter. He must be someone important whose name has been recorded in the operation chief position and then redacted at least 10 times. I need an expert to plan the mission from now on. Me and Hope are both amateurs and it is better to bring in someone who can make sure these things don't happen in future."

"Noted Sir. Mr. Stark's car is approximately 3 minutes down now. It is advised to start landing the falcon now," replied Martha.

Phil followed the advice without any more words and the falcon was dropping the altitude above the car. As soon as Phil saw a car coming he confirmed the passengers. Martha took some time before she could get a clear picture of Howard and his wife and Phil decided to take action. His falcon was closing on the car's trunk and he jumped.

His claws came out and he tried to hook them on the trunk but the wind was too fast. He made a long slide before finally stopping near the edge.

"Phew, that was intense. I nearly blew up my chance to get my future superpowers. I must be the most ordinary crossover ever. No system, cheats or wishes or anything other than my fucking knowledge," while Phil was cursing his crossover in his mind, he was also expanding the size of the long cut his claws made. After expanding enough for his ant-sized body, he jumped inside. There was a suitcase and some files. Nothing else. The most ordinary-looking suitcase carrying the five vials of super serum and the file having all information regarding the serum.

"Seriously, did Howard try to act casual while going to deliver super serum to Pentagon?," asked Phil to himself. Anyway, not his issue. He finally found the serum and he was not going to waste time in the coming battle between a mind-controlled super killer and a super-soldier who won't attack him in a lethal manner. Better run with the goods.

Phil reduced the suitcase and files to his size and then came out of the trunk.

"Martha, you there girl?", Phil asked Martha.

"Yes sir, waiting for your instructions after another safe keeping mission," came the honest reply mixed with sarcasm.

"I need a falcon now! I cannot change my size anywhere near the car. I need a mid-air pickup," Phil said while looking towards the sky. He was hoping that the Falcon that dropped him was still somewhere close.

" Twenty seconds Sir, on your left," Martha replied and Phil was happy to see his getaway car, or in this case, getaway falcon coming out of woods.

After a successful heist, Phil decided to leave the scene. He has done too much for one day and truth to be told his whole body was in enough pain. Being a hero is way easier in movies. He can watch the rest of the mission from the comfort of his bed.