Captain Marvel x3

Russell hadn't wronged Steve. He really was kind of a scumbag. Considering Russell himself wasn't exactly a good person either, they quickly let the subject drop.

Even now, Russell still relished the thought of Hydra Captain. Steve shouting "Hail Hydra" was the sort of delightful thing that couldn't be enjoyed by Russell alone; everyone had to know about it.

Whenever he had nothing better to do, Russell even wrote a script specifically for it: Steve would be tossed into the Antarctic ice cap, and the rest of the plot would follow the movie. Once the Avengers had formed and weathered countless crises fighting side by side, Steve would step forward and tell the whole world that he was Hydra...

But the plot was too villainous, too inhuman to bear hearing. Russell discarded it like trash and tossed it into the garbage can.

"Even if everything you said is true, it doesn't change the fact that you deprived others of their freedom. Under your rule, Hydra is even more dangerous than it was under Schmidt." Photon Energy erupted from Steve, his entire body shining like a humanoid light source. Surging energy stirred up a vortex, sending sand whirling across the sky.

The encirclement was forced to expand. Pressured by the energy, Bucky and the others retreated a hundred meters, clearing a battlefield for the two of them.

"Dangerous, I admit it. Hydra today would be a terrifying force no matter where it was placed, but..."

A pair of pitch-black wings spread behind Russell. Dark Energy corroded the sand, creating a pure black domain that suppressed Steve's Photon Energy.

"Steve, you lived in the Kree Empire for a time. You should have learned one lesson: order is humanity's most important concept. Hydra can preserve order, and that is justice."

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