Arnim Zola

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"The file came from these coordinates."

"So did I." Steve said.

It was dark as they searched the grounds of an old army base. Ana and Steve walked around on the grounds, while Natasha searched for a signal to where the data point would be located, but so far no luck.

"This camp is where I was trained." Steve said.

"Anything changed from then?" Ana asked.

"A little." Steve said, stopping in front of the stairs.

Steve glanced ahead of him, feeling a bit nostalgic as a memory fleeted across his mind. Ana let him have his moment as she smiled sadly.

Natasha sighed, "This is a dead end. Zero heat signature, zero waves, not even radio." Natasha said, lowering her device. She put it in the back of her jean's pocket as Ana stepped next to her, "Whoever wrote the file must have used a router to throw people off." She offered.

Steve looked from Natasha and Ana to the double doors on the other side of the base. Ana and Natasha shared a look before they looked at Steve. "What is it?"

Steve started to walk around the platform, heading to the main building of the base area. "Army regulations forbid storing ammunition within five hundred yards from the barracks. This building is in the wrong place." He said.

Ana looked down at the lock and waved her hand back, "Hold up." She said before clenching her hand into a fist and knocking the lock off. She winced slightly, "That's hard metal." She commented.

She pulled the door open, putting her hand in front of her for the two to enter first. Steve and Natasha walked in and she followed them down the stairs that lead to an office space.

"This is SHIELD." Natasha said. Ana looked at the wall, a SHIELD symbol on it.

"Maybe where it started." Steve said.

Steve, Natasha, and Ana poked around the office. Ana was in awe, she was in the first possible base of SHIELD. The place was old and dusty, but it still held that professional and dedicated atmosphere.

She stopped in front of a wall which held three photos. Portraits of Howard Stark, Peggy Carter and Col. Chester Phillips. She had her mouth agape, the people in the pictures she remembers learning about. Natasha came next to her and pushed her chin up to close her mouth.

"There's Stark's father." Natasha said.

"Howard." Steve said, staring at the old picture. His blue eyes darted toward the one right next to it, a young woman with dark wavy curls.

"Who's the girl?" Natasha asked, glancing at Peggy Carter's photo. Ana was about to respond, but when Steve didn't say anything, she stopped.

Ana frowned at Howard's picture and moved it so it was straight, "There you go." She mumbled, slightly saddened. She knew Tony's father was just as responsible for creating SHIELD, the organisation that protects the world from any harm, as Peggy and Phillips.

Natasha smiled at her and pulled her along gently. Ana looked at the bookshelves that reached high to the ceiling, cobwebs and drafts coming from the holes that had been made for over seventy years.

They stopped in the middle between a set of shelves. "If you already working in a secret office..." Steve pushes the books shelf and slides open to reveal an elevator behind it, "Why do you need to hide the elevator?" Steve asked.

Natasha used her device to scan the code until she got it. She punched the code in and the elevator doors lit up, sliding open for them. They entered and felt themselves go down. Ana started to whistle a tune, making Steve and Nat chuckle at her.

When they got out, the lights came on one by one as the three of them walked further down the room full of old technology.

"This can't be the data-point, this technology is ancient." She told Steve, who looked at her and then around the room.

Ana found a modern USB port resting on top of the computer desk. She nodded to Natasha who pulled out the flash drive from her pocket, and glanced at it hesitantly. Natasha placed it into the port, booting up the entire computer system. The machines in the room started to turn on and boot up as well.

Ana and Steve turned to face the big computer in front of them that had a green screen. "Initiate System?" The computer voiced.

"Y-E-S, spells yes." Natasha smiles as the old computer starts to cranks up, "Shall we play a game?" Ana laughed at that and Nat turned to Steve, "It's from a movie that..."

"I know, I saw it." Steve said.

Natasha grinned until the computer suddenly beeped into a dark green screen. A virtual face came onto the computer screen as the camera moved onto all three of them, analysing them

"Rogers, Steven. Born, 1918. Romanoff, Natalia Alianovna. Born, 1984. Michaels, Katiana. Born, 1990."

Ana stepped closer to the computer, "How did it know my full name?" She asked.

"It's some kind of recording." Natasha said.

"I am not a recording, Fräulein," The computer said, "I may not be the man I was when the Captain took me prisoner in 1945, but I am." The computer said. The smaller computer showed them a picture of an old man with round glasses.

Ana's eyes widened at the picture, knowing who it was. She'd recognised him from her studies. Dr. Arnim Zola.

"You know this thing?" Natasha asked Steve.

"Arnim Zola was a German scientist who worked for the Red Skull. He's been dead for years." Steve answered, narrowing his eyes in confusion as to why this man would pop up on a computer.

"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." Zola told them.

"How did you get here?" Steve demanded.

"Invited." Zola said.

"It was Operation Paperclip after World War II. SHIELD recruited German scientists with strategic values." Ana said.

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

"Hydra died with the Red Skull." Steve said confidently.

"Cut off one head," The computer switched to a green Hydra symbol that split into two heads. "Two more shall take its place." Zola explained.

"Prove it." Steve said. Ana looked at Steve nervously.

"Accessing archive." The computer screen shows them old footage of the Red Skull, and the original SHIELD founders, "HYDRA was founded on the belief that humanity could not be trusted with its own freedom. What we did not realise, 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, SHIELD would have stopped you." Natasha said firmly.

"Accidents happen." Zola said.

The computer switched to a series of historic videos. The computer showed Maria and Howard Stark's pictures in a newspaper. Ana read the title on the newspaper and closed her eyes in dread. The Stark's died in a car crash caused by the Winter Soldier.

Ana looked closely when another video popped up. It was a man carrying a bundle in his arms as he shot at numerous men in black coming after him. The men snatched the baby from his arms as others took the man down. It then flickered to a paper that showed a house fire, 'Fire takes couple, baby lost.'

The image flipped to Fury's picture and side profile, zooming to fill the screen with the word deceased written across Director Nick Fury's facial profiles.

"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." Zola said, and the image switched to another series of historic images all leading up to cameras on street lamps and buildings and leading up to Project Insight.

Suddenly Steve punched the computer, breaking the computer glass with his fist.

"As I was saying." Zola's face popped up on one of the other computers to their right. "What's on this drive? Project Insight requires insight. So I wrote an algorithm."

"What kind of algorithm? What does it do?" Ana asked quickly.

"The answer to your question is fascinating. Unfortunately, you shall be too dead to hear it." Zola said, his tone somewhat mocking.

The doors started to close behind them, making Steve whirl around to throw his shield to stop them from closing but it was too late. His shield came back to his hand, and he gripped it tight. "Admit it, it's better this way. We're both of us...out of time."

Natasha already ripped the flash drive from the port and pulled Ana away from the computer. Ana ran to the doors to try and open them, using her strength. She yelled, only denting the doors.

"Ana!" Steve called and she ran to them.

Steve notices a small opening on the ground, he throws the metal door aside and just as the place explodes he throws himself, Natasha and Ana into the whole and protects them with his shield.

Ana hissed when a piece of sharp debris cut her shoulder. The whole room came down on them, and soon enough it was filled with smoke. Steve coughed and pulled off rocks and bits of debris out from around him, in search for his partners.

"Steve? Nat?" Ana wheezed out, putting a hand over her mouth when she started coughing. Her ears perked up, hearing the whizzing of machinery. She heard the stomping of boots and she quickly stumbled to where she saw her friends.

"They're coming, we gotta get out of here."

"I know a place we can lay low."

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Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed and please comment what you thought! We're starting to get a better insight in who Ana's parents were.

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