Although the two were full of ambition and seemed determined not to rely on Hermione, they still struggled against Hydra, with its vast organization and complete control over S.H.I.E.L.D.
What was more, the enemy had a mysterious "again" guy with a metal arm that clearly was not available for sale. He was obviously a Super-Soldier, every bit as strong as the mysterious running guy beside her.
Steve frowned deeply and looked at Natasha, who felt much the same.
The other side had a truckload of people. His only teammate was the mysterious running woman beside him.
"We need help. The two of us can't win this alone," Steve said.
"The problem is, we're wanted fugitives now," Natasha analyzed. "S.H.I.E.L.D... no, Hydra's network spans the globe. Who can we trust?"
Trust had become the greatest luxury of all.
Steve nodded.
"Then there's only one choice... let's find Tony."
Understanding dawned on Natasha.
Tony was close to Hermione and spent every day holed up at home doing research. She had almost forgotten that he was not actually part of the magical world.
They had just made up their minds and had yet to plan their route to Tony.
Suddenly, a low rumble came from the distant horizon.
Three enormous vessels slowly rose into the air, their giant turbines churning the atmosphere. They were S.H.I.E.L.D.'s unmistakable Sky Carriers.
Like three floating steel fortresses, they flew toward Washington, D.C., radiating an ominous sense of oppression.
Steve and Natasha exchanged a glance, their hearts sinking at the same time.
There was no need to guess. Hydra was definitely behind this.
"They've made their move." Steve's voice was slightly hoarse.
Natasha frowned deeply and was about to say something.
An urgent ringtone shattered the tense atmosphere.
It was Natasha's encrypted line.
She answered quickly, her tone