Peggy Carter, Agent of Resistance

Pt. 37 The Milk Run, Part 3: Kilo team….. sometimes the dead come back…..

[NYC Traffic Cam Footage 030817 1330 hrs]

Loc: Central Park, SE Columbus Circle, Manhattan NY

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<Maria and Peggy walking along the edge of Central Park alert for any disturbances after hearing the previous incidents over the coms>

Peggy: Why were those Romulans posing as Arabs?

Maria: Most likely? To pin the blame on the Muslim community. Tensions are already high, and an incident of that level on US soil would have not only ensured the passing of the Muslim Ban, but would have escalated the number and intensity of hate crimes nationwide.

Peggy: <shudders> I hate to think if they had succeeded. I’ve dealt with nitramine before. Nasty stuff. I wish Howard had never invented it.

Maria: <thinks back to Ultron> Yeah, Starks’ don’t always think before they invent, they’re just driven by the science, and damn the consequences.

Peggy: <considers> You’re not wrong, however they’ve also both invented things that have helped protect the world. Like the suit that young woman was wearing to dispose of the bomb. Her name is Pepper?

Maria: Yeah, she’s kinda Tony’s conscience. Does her best to try and keep him grounded.

Peggy: <snickers> Oh dear! That poor, poor girl! I’ve seen enough to know that Anthony is more like his father than he cares to hear.  

Maria: <laughs> After hearing some of your stories? Yeah, I can see the family resemblance.

Peggy: I’m sure Pepper has plenty of stories of her own. Though I dare say Anthony is a bit more adventurous than his father. Howard would never have gone on anything called an ‘Avenger’ mission. They sound like some kind of special ops, similar to what we used to do in the Commandos.

Maria: <spins> Well, yeah, something kind of like that. Highly, highly classified special ops for top agents and enhanced individuals. 

<a short distance away, a man in a leather jacket with the collar flipped up and a baseball cap pulled low to hide his face, watches the women as they watch traffic, slowly making his way towards them>

Peggy: <curious> Anthony is enhanced?

Maria: Well, he’s definitely no agent. Have you ever known a Stark to follow orders?

Peggy: <laughs> Heavens no! 

Maria: The suits he’s built are considered an enhancement, so in a way, yes, he’s considered an enhanced individual.

Peggy: If he’s working with SHIELD, that means he’s signed those Accords, hasn’t he? How many enhanced individuals are there? Have they all signed?

Maria: <sensing the conversation veering into dangerous territory> You know I can’t talk about that, Peg. Too much is tied into the Accords that is restricted access.

Peggy: <hiding her irritation> Sorry, I just thought I should know more about these types of people if there are so many of them working with SHIELD. Also, I’m presuming not all of them work on our side. It would be a tactical advantage to know what is out there. I don’t want to get blindsided by the unexpected.

Maria: With the dimensional barriers thinning, there’s a lot of unexpected running around. Half the things and people out there are new to us as well. We just have to stay on our….

<before she can finish, she spins around to swing at the man, who has come up behind the pair> 

Man: <ducking quickly, laughing menacingly in a gravely voice, with a Jersey accent, focused on Maria> Is that how ya greet all your ex-coworkers, Hill?

Maria: <recognizes him, surprised, but recovers quickly> No Brock, only the ones who betrayed us to HYDRA, and were supposed to be dead.

Peggy: <at the mention of HYDRA, draws her Icer, the barrel inches from his side> We can always fix that last part.

Brock: <grabs the Icer from her hand with lightning speed, crushing it in his grip, then tossing it aside> You girls wouldn’t get to play with real guns with this many civis around. <turns back to Maria> Is this the best ya can do for fresh meat now that HYDRA’s not running the show any more?

Maria: <backs away, drawing him into the park away from the crowds> How’d you do it? I mean, a suicide vest is pretty tough to come back from.

Brock: <following Maria, still mostly ignoring Peg> Compliance is rewarded. Thought I’d quit HYDRA after SHIELD fell, but HYDRA don’t quit you, especially not if you’re still useful. They found what little was left of me after the blast and re-built me. <pulls off hat> Even gave me back my looks as a bonus. Didn’t even have to go into the brain blender like Barnes.

Maria: Shame they couldn’t build you a better personality. <Peg comes from behind, kicking him in the back of the knee and driving an elbow into the side of his head, neither blow seems to have any effect on him, he backhands Peg and she goes flying yards away, nearly missing a small tree>

Brock: <still focused on Maria, swings, she blocks and dodges back further into the trees, he laughs> Man! You’re stuck training newbie recruits? <shakes his head> After all this time, you’d think you’d finally get to be in charge at SHIELD. Just can’t seem to kick your way through that glass ceiling, eh pussycat?

<Peg gets back up, wipes blood from her lip, reaches into her pocket, pulling out a pair of taser disks>

Maria: As a friend of mine would say, I know my value, and anyone else’s opinion <punctuates each word with a punch> doesn’t. really. fucking. matter. <spins and connects a powerful roundhouse kick to the side of his head that actually causes Brock to stumble a little>

<Peg takes the opportunity, throwing the disks, they arc on contact, but Brock just laughs>

Brock: Nat already tried that one before. Don’t you girls talk in the locker room? Do ya think HYDRA would build me a body that could be short circuited so easily? I can do that trick too. <his hand sparks as he grabs Maria by the arm, her muscles lock and her body stiffens as the electricity runs through her, he turns to Peg, his other hand hovering over Maria’s chest> How much do ya think she can take before her heart stops?

Peg: <fumbles with her watch, activating the unfamiliar tech, the Iron Gauntlet unfolding and enveloping her hand, aimed at Brock> How much do you think YOU can take before you drop?

Brock: <finally actually LOOKING at Peg, drops Maria, who crumples to the ground unconscious> I KNOW you! You’re Rogers’ ol lady. ‘Cept you ain’t old no more. What’d ya do, take out your dentures and suck down a lil super soldier secret sauce? <makes a rude pantomime as he laughs>

Peg: <caught off guard by his mention of Steve, takes a step back, arm drops> How, how do you know Steve?

Brock: Before your asshole boyfriend dropped a building on me, we were on missions together. He used to open that crappy, beat up old compass of his with your picture in it. <mocking> ‘Oh my poor Pattycakes, boohoo, I wish she could be out in the field with me.’ <closes the distance between them>

Peggy: <stares at him with daggers in her eyes> Steve would never have served with a HYDRA bully like you! <punches him square in the face, ribbons of fake skin stick to her gauntlet as she exposes the metal hidden beneath, his head snaps back, he looks at her, his grin even more disturbing without the disguise>

Brock: Ooo,that tickled. <grabs her by the throat, lifting her off the ground> I just wish Cap was here. It’d break his heart to watch me crush yours. Because this, dollface, this IS personal.

<Peggy choking, claws at the arm holding her as he reaches back with the other, preparing to crush her sternum. Her gauntleted hand comes up, she presses it against the side of his face and fires the repulsor beam. The blast sends them both flying backwards. Peg landing on the ground yards away, her gauntleted arm twisted at an awkward angle. Brock into a large sapling that snaps, the jagged edge of the remaining tree protruding from his chest, part of his metal skull melted away from the point blank range of the blast>

Brock: <still alive, but seriously damaged> YOU FUCKING BITCH! <opens a com chanel> Extraction! Now! <a shimmering light envelops him and he disappears>

<Peg and Maria both lie unconscious on the ground, as their coms go wild with chatter as the other teams try to locate them. Rescue is the first to arrive, landing between them>

Rescue: Kilo is DOWN! <checks both for vital signs> No casualties, but medics needed to my location NOW! 

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