"This can't be the data-point, this technology is ancient," Natasha points out. Steve then points at a small flash drive port. Nat placed the usb key in it, which activated the old computer in the room.

Nina remembered how they only had 9 minutes before Hydra knew their exact location. She looked at her watch.

In the screen, the words "initiate system?" appeared. Natasha writes on the keyboard. "Y-E-S spells yes." She smiles as the computer cranks up. "Shall we play a game?" She then turned to Steve, realising he was 'dead' when that movie came out. "It's form a movie-"

"Yes, I saw it," Steve cut in. Suddenly, there was a robotic voice speaking in a weird accent.

"Rogers, Steve. Born in Brooklyn, 1918, 95 years of age. Romanova, Natalia Alianova. Born in Volgograd 1982, 32 years of age. Jones, Nina. Born 352 A.D., real age and place of birth unknown."

The three stayed silent from the shock that came over them all. Steve had no idea what Volgograd was, but by the sound if it, it was Russian. And of course, there was the whole '352 A.D.' thing. Of course Nina wasn't two thousand years old. She had traveled into the future. Actually, she got why Hydra didn't know her age, even she wasn't certain. After a few hundreds, you loose count. She believed she was around eight hundred years old, but she couldn't be sure of the exact number.

They mutually decided, with a share of a look, that  they weren't going to ask questions about anything now. There were more important issues at hand.

"Is this some kind of recording?" Natasha asked.

"I am not a recording, Fräulein. I may not be the man I was when the Captain took me prisoner in 1945, but I am."

Nina gasped. This was Zola. Zola was the crazy scientist that had turned her into the monster she was. He was the one to turn Bucky into the Winter Soldier. Nina hated this man with all her strength. Natasha noticed the fear on Nina's face.

"You know this guy?" She asked.

"Arnim Zola was a German scientist who worked for the Red Skull," Steve said, not realising the question wasn't for him. "He's been dead for years," he said.

"First correction, I am Swiss. Second, look around you. I have never been more alive. In 1972 I received a terminal diagnosis. Science could not save my body, my mind, however, that was worth saving on two hundred thousand feet of data banks. You are standing in my brain."

"How did you get here?" Steve asked.

"Invited."

" It was Operation Paperclip after World War II. SHIELD recruited German scientists with strategic value," Natasha explained.

"They thought I could help their cause. I also helped my own," Zola explained.

"Hydra died off with the Red Skull," Steve suggested.

"Cut off one head, two more shall take it's place."

"Prove it," Steve requested.

"Accessing archive," the computer said. The screen showed images of Johann Schmidt, and then footage of the original SHIELD members, including Howard Stark, Peggy Carter and Nina herself. "HYDRA was founded on the belief that humanity could not be trusted with its own freedom. What we did not realize, was that if you try to take that freedom, they resist. The war taught us much. Humanity needed to surrender its freedom willingly. After the war, SHIELD was founded and I was recruited. The new HYDRA grew. A beautiful parasite inside SHIELD. For seventy years HYDRA has been secretly feeding crisis, reaping war. And when history did not cooperate, history was changed."

"That's impossible," Natasha said. "SHIELD would have stopped you."

"Accidents will happen."

Nina looked away when the screen revealed that Maria and Howard Stark's deaths hadn't been accidents after all. Nina knew exactly what had happened that night. 

"HYDRA created a world so chaotic that humanity is finally ready to sacrifice its freedom to gain its security. Once the purification process is complete, HYDRA's new world order will arise. We won, Captain. Your death amounts to the same as your Life; a zero sum." In anger, Steve took a step forward and smashed the computer screen with his bare hand. "Except of course for our dearest Nina Jones here." Hearing the mad scientist say her name again after all those years sent a shiver down Nina's spine. Steve looked at her with clear confusion on his face. "Being the fist of Hydra must be exhausting. You've been away for too long." Steve's emotions were a mess at this point. He had clear proof that Nina had been working for Hydra, but he couldn't believe she would ever do such thing.

"Not long enough," Nina muttered back.

"You managed to escape, dearie, but your little soldier was left behind. I could turn you into my own weapon right now, you know." Nina flinched and took a step back. No. No way. She wasn't going back to Hydra.

"Leave her alone," Steve said, stepping in front of Nina. Nina frowned. He had just been told that she was the fist of Hydra. Why was he protecting her?

"Unfortunately, that's what I will be obliged to do," Zola said. "You shall be too dead to hear it.'

Suddenly, the doors of the lift started to close. Steve threw his shield at it, hoping to keep them open, but he was too late.

"We got a bogey," Nat informed. "Short range baliatics," she said, looking at the screen.

Nina looked at her watch. "30 seconds," she said, her voice filled with panic.

"Who fired it?" Steve asked.

"SHIELD."

" I am afraid I have been stalling, Captain," Zola's robotic voice said. "Admit it, it's better this way. We're both of us...out of time."

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