“No he wasn’t,” Tony snapped back, not angrily so much as with resignation. “He did what he had to. That’s what we all do.” Maybe that wasn’t fair, his dad had saved many lives after HYDRA took over and helped set up the resistance. He provided jobs and opportunity to people, he made sure they were well taken care of. He had been a good man.
But he’d had no room for Tony in his life. His mother hadn’t either. They hadn’t meant to have a child but after the war, couples with good genetic makeup had been mandated to actively try to reproduce, mainly so that HYDRA could enforce compliance through child indoctrination. Maria and Howard did their civic duty. They had kept so much from their son to avoid him ever being able to spy on them that he had been neglected, unloved, a product of HYDRA society—
But he’d rebelled against everything. Even that. He was stronger than he looked. He was more camouflaged than the broken Soldier behind concrete layers of supposed philanthropy and hedonism.
But Steve didn’t even think of the people that were likely dead because of them. The people that worked for him, Thousands of men and women and their families, were all under the scrutiny of HYDRA now. Many would die because of it.
He didn’t want to eat, but he did join Steve in the tent, sitting on a low cot that was at least off of the sand. No more bites for him tonight at least. The fire flickered outside and painted shadows on Steve’s face.
He was so young. So lost. And he still stood firm on his beliefs. The guy was an idiot. Tony kept trying to hate him but he needed to use him instead. They were likely being monitored. Which meant that talking? That could be their way out. “What was Barnes like when you were kids?” He’d poke the bear and rip open wounds. He’d enjoy it too.
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But he’d had no room for Tony in his life. His mother hadn’t either. They hadn’t meant to have a child but after the war, couples with good genetic makeup had been mandated to actively try to reproduce, mainly so that HYDRA could enforce compliance through child indoctrination. Maria and Howard did their civic duty. They had kept so much from their son to avoid him ever being able to spy on them that he had been neglected, unloved, a product of HYDRA society—
But he’d rebelled against everything. Even that. He was stronger than he looked. He was more camouflaged than the broken Soldier behind concrete layers of supposed philanthropy and hedonism.
But Steve didn’t even think of the people that were likely dead because of them. The people that worked for him, Thousands of men and women and their families, were all under the scrutiny of HYDRA now. Many would die because of it.
He didn’t want to eat, but he did join Steve in the tent, sitting on a low cot that was at least off of the sand. No more bites for him tonight at least. The fire flickered outside and painted shadows on Steve’s face.
He was so young. So lost. And he still stood firm on his beliefs. The guy was an idiot. Tony kept trying to hate him but he needed to use him instead. They were likely being monitored. Which meant that talking? That could be their way out. “What was Barnes like when you were kids?” He’d poke the bear and rip open wounds. He’d enjoy it too.