章節 83: Super Soldiers
'What should I do with Bucky?' Liam wondered. 'While it's true that Hydra had control of his mind, he's killed hundreds of people on missions. At the same time, he's Rogers' friend and becomes a good guy once he's freed from their control.'
Snapping out of his thoughts as Fury started talking, Liam refocused.
"Alright then, let's create a plan for the ins—" Fury began.
'What's this feeling?' Liam thought, his attention switching elsewhere. Something felt off—it wasn't malicious intent, but something strange, unfamiliar. He looked around, trying to see what it is, but found nothing.
The others noticed his weird behavior as he began walking through the room.
"Are you sure you weren't tracked?" Liam asked.
"We've covered our tracks as best as we could," Coulson replied. "Even with our limited resources, it shouldn't be possible for them to trace us here."
Liam nodded but remained aware. He still couldn't place whatever the strange feeling was.
"When we reach the thirty-sixth floor, we'll arrive at our destination. That's also the floor where Alexander Pi—" Fury continued, explaining his plan.
Liam listened quietly, but his focus was on the sensation he felt. 'This feeling is spreading around the entire house,' he realized.
Minutes passed without anything happening until his instincts suddenly warned him for an attack. Without hesitation, Liam activated his armor. A loud gunshot echoed, and a large bullet flattened against his armor.
Liam turned around fast, summoning Neontote, as the others ducked for cover. Three more shots rang out in rapid succession.
Liam let two bullets hit his armor and blocked the third with Neontote to protect Coulson, who was directly in the line of fire.
'There are multiple attackers,' Liam thought.
Tear gas canisters shattered through the dining room window, filling the air with smoke, as the front door was kicked in.
Liam raised a hand, summoning a Bolt of Balthakk, and fired it through the bullet holes in the wall towards the shooter in the neighboring building. The strange feeling from that direction disappeared. Guessing the attacker must've died, Liam turned towards the remaining attackers.
Through the doorway came a muscular man wielding two steel hatchets. Without wasting time, Liam launched himself forward, Neontote raised in the air. The man raised his arms to defend himself, but it was too late.
Neontote sliced cleanly through the man's neck and shoulder, severing his head and part of his torso in one go.
Liam turned to face the last attacker.
Earlier, as tear gas filled the room, a female attacker jumped through the broken window. Her target was Clint, who stood closest to her.
Clint, who already had an arrow on his bow from when the gunfire started, had turned to the window the second the tear gasses flew through. As he saw the female jump through, he fired a metal arrow straight at the woman's head.
The woman ducked under the arrow and closed the distance, dual-wielding knives. Clint swung his bow to deflect her first strike and ducked in time to avoid a kick aimed at his head.
Rolling away to create space, Clint watched as Romanoff delivered a swift kick to the woman's midsection, forcing her back a few steps.
As the woman prepared to attack again, a spear flew across the room, piercing her head and killing her instantly. Her body slowly collapsed to the floor while Liam walked closer to the others.
"Everyone okay?" Liam asked, looking around the teargas filled room.
"Could've been better," Fury couched, groaning as he held his side which had been injured last time.
Natasha, Clint, and Coulson nodded while couching as Maria started typing on a laptop.
"I don't understand," Maria muttered. "How did they find us?"
'These super soldiers were created from Hydra's most deadly kill squad. Why didn't I remember that sooner? Didn't Bucky mention they could take down entire countries with their skills?' Liam thought.
Then a chilling realization hit him. 'If they knew we were here and linked Fury's first meeting with me in the bar, my grandfather disappearing after, and then finally the time I visited Fury to make a deal with him.'
"What's with the new look?" Natasha asked, noticing Liam's white-and-gold armor. Her question went unanswered because Liam's mind was racing.
'They might have deduced this was my grandfather's house. That means they'll either try to kill or capture him.'
"If they made that connection, they could be targeting my grandfather right now," Liam muttered, a sick feeling setting in his stomach.
"What museum did you send my grandfather to, and when did he leave?" Liam asked, quickly turning towards Fury and Maria.
"Smithsonian National Museum," Fury replied, still catching his breath. "He left about two hours ago in a white Chevy."
"Show me a map and his potential route—now," Liam demanded.
Maria glanced at Fury, who was couching from the gas. "Do what he says."
She quickly pulled up the relevant data. "He should be on the highway just outside Washington, D.C., by now."
As she relayed the information, her screen updated. Her expression darkened.
"911 just got a call about an attack and a car explosion on that road," Maria said, pulling up an image of the burning car which had just been posted on social media.
Liam's heart sank. Focusing deeply on the image, he opened a portal to the location without hesitation.
Desperation went through him as thoughts raced through his mind. 'I never should've left him there. This is my fault.' But he pushed them aside, not giving up until he knew for sure.
The moment the portal stabilized, Liam jumped through and found himself standing at twenty meters away from the burning car. The rear of the vehicle was on fire while the front wasn't on fire yet.
Behind the car, two men dressed in black and wearing masks approached. One carried a gun, and the other held an electric weapon.
Liam raised his hand as quickly as he could, choosing the fastest means of attack at his disposal. He poured a lot of energy into his hand and a Bolt of Balthakk went straight towards the man holding the gun. Neither of the attackers had realized he was there yet.
By the time the men noticed the bolt out of the corner of their eyes, it was already too late.
The bolt burned straight through the chest of the first man, evaporating all flesh and bone at a speed that didn't even give the man time to scream.
Without hesitation, Liam redirected the bolt. It changed its direction while still inside the first man's chest. As the first man's body started collapsing, the bolt left his body, burning through the man's shoulder and arm on its way out of the body.
The second man barely had time to react. His body moved out of pure reflex, but it wasn't nearly enough. He managed to move no more than three centimeters before the bolt pierced his skull.
Liam canceled the spell, both attackers collapsed on the street as Liam sprinted towards the burning car.
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章節 84: Gramps
As Liam ran to the car, his thoughts went into chaos, his mind preparing him for the worst possible outcome. The distance between him and the vehicle closed rapidly, the surrounding noises faded out slowly.
Reaching the car, time seemed to slow down. The noises all around him disappeared entirely as Liam looked through the shattered window.
Inside was an elderly man, slumped over the steering wheel, with a thin trail of blood flowing from his nose. Small, sharp glass shards were embedded in the right side of his body.
This elderly man was his grandfather—the only person who had been in Liam's life since the beginning.
"No," Liam thought in despair as he slowly reached inside the car. His trembling hand moved towards his grandfather's neck, searching for a pulse.
As his fingers pressed against the skin, Liam's face turned pale, and a cold dread washed over him. Nothing. No pulse.
A deep sense of emptiness overcame him, as though he had become entirely disconnected from the world. Yet, he kept his hand there for a few more seconds, hoping against that something would change.
Just as he prepared to drag his grandfather out of the car to perform CPR, he felt it—a faint beat. A pause, then another weak beat.
Relief went through him, removing the despair for a moment. Wasting no time, Liam ripped the car door off its hinges and carefully reached in. Gently lifting his grandfather, he carried him in his arms and conjured a portal in front of him.
On the other side of the portal was a hospital room—a place Liam recognized from the Doctor Strange movie in his previous life. As soon as the portal fully opened, he rushed through it, unsummoning Incursio and closing the portal behind him.
Liam ran into the nursing room ahead, shouting, "Doctor Palmer!"
Inside, a brown-haired woman stood up abruptly, startled by the sight of a man holding an elderly figure in his arms.
"I need help with my grandfather! His car was hit by some kind of explosives!" Liam's voice was urgent as he approached her.
Despite her initial surprise and confusion, Christine Palmer didn't hesitate. She moved into action immediately upon seeing the elderly man's condition.
"Get him on this crash cart," she instructed, motioning to a nearby cart as other nurses, drawn by the commotion, came over.
Liam carefully laid his grandfather down while Christine began her examination.
"Push the cart and take him to the room five doors up ahead on the right," she directed.
Liam complied, pushing the cart down the hallway as Christine conducted her initial observations.
"Airway clear," she noted to a nurse beside her as she cut open the elderly man's shirt. Another nurse who had just joined them began assisting. "No entry wounds near the lungs."
The nurse next to her wrote everything down as Christine continued. "Spine condition unknown. Minor external bleeding and nasal hemorrhaging. Possible internal injuries."
"Grab the F.A.S.T. scanner," Christine instructed one of the other nurses, while she herself began gathering multiple medical supplies and tools. Liam, unfamiliar with most of the things she used, stepped back to stay out of the way.
One of the nurses approached him and asked him to wait outside.
He nodded, exiting the room as the doors shut firmly behind him. Once alone, a mix of countless emotions overwhelmed him.
To remain aware of whatever happened inside, Liam created a small portal, no larger than his hand, in the top corner of the emergency room. Through it, he kept watch, ready to intervene if necessary.
Time passed as the nurses worked tirelessly. Eventually, one of them went out of the room to give Liam an update.
"Your grandfather is stable now, but there were small amounts of internal bleeding. We're taking him to another room for an MRI scan to ensure there's nothing more serious," she explained.
Relief swept over Liam, and for a moment, the weight on his chest was lifted. Even though there might still be bad news, his grandfather was stable for now.
As the adrenaline went away, anger took its place. Though he felt frustration toward himself, Fury, and others, the ones he hated the most at that moment were Hydra. It wasn't just anger; it was a refusal to understand their motives. "Why would they do this to other people?" he thought repeatedly.
But he already had an answer no matter what anyone said: Their motives didn't matter.
'They will pay for what they did to Gramps,' Liam thought, watching as his grandfather was wheeled away infront of him for further tests.
An hour passed, and Liam now sat by his unconscious grandfather's bedside.
"He was lucky," Christine said, standing beside him. "There was only minor trauma, a concussion, and some external injuries. He'll wake up soon. That said, we'll need some form of identification."
Liam nodded, knowing full well he couldn't provide it. 'If I reveal myself, Hydra's remnants might come for her, I'll also be destroying all records later.' He thought. 'When Gramps is well enough, I'll bring him to the Sanctum. No more lies and I'm completely done with this spy bullshit.'
'After that, Hydra will experience hell. Especially Pierce—he won't get off as easily this time.'
Christine interrupted his thoughts. "Have you ever had your eye condition checked? And… how did you know my name?"
Liam instinctively touched his face, realizing his sunglasses were gone, then he remembered that he had lost them when he summoned Incursio. "It's nothing special," he said, brushing off her first question. "And your name? I read about it in a magazine about another neurosurgeon here."
Christine raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical, but chose not to press any further. "A nurse will bring you paperwork soon," she said. "I need to check on my other patients now."
"Thank you so much," Liam said as she left. "I won't forget this."
Minutes after Christine departed, his grandfather began coughing, his eyes openened slowly.
"Where am I?" he asked, his gaze falling on Liam as he looked around.
"The hospital, Gramps," Liam replied. He quickly gave a brief explanation of what had happened.
"What happened to your eyes?" his grandfather asked, with concern in his voice.
"I'll explain later, Gramps," Liam said gently. "You don't need an extended stay, so you'll be discharged in about four hours. After that, I'm taking you somewhere new."
"Why not my house?" his grandfather asked, his brow furrowing.
"I'll explain more about that later." Liam answered.
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