Reincarnated in the Marvel Universe— A Beginning of a New Life

STELLA'S POV—

Taking his guns, pocket knife and brass knuckle knife, I took off my protective googles. I am really grateful for the smoke to render them of their vision, it made my work easy. Suddenly, I heard a groan from the left side of hallway. It looks like someone is still alive. Heading towards the groaning sound, I found an almost dead man trying to grasp his fleeting life. I crouched near him. I asked, "Are you still alive? You have bullets all over your body. If you don't get help, you would die."

Coughing blood, the man weakly begged, "Please, l-let m-me live. I will—"

"Fine," I interrupted him. I don't know whether due to the shock from my words, or due to the pain from his wounds, he felt silent. After few seconds, he said, "Thank you."

I shook my head and said, "No need to thank me. I am not leaving you alive because of the goodness of my heart. I am leaving you alive because I need you to do something for me."

"W-what do you want?"

I smirked, "I need you to inform everything that goes in that pathetic, little secret organisation of yours," seeing him nod his head, "it's a good thing you agreed. Then, how can I contact you?"

"I-I w-will contact you, and don't worry, I will not betray you. My name is Marcus. I live in New York."

Standing up, I agreed, "Fine, you contact me. But if you decided to betray me, I will find you and hunt you down." Without seeing his reply, I walked away from him. Marcus is not that useful for me. If he helps then, it's great and even if he doesn't, it won't matter. HYDRA wants me and if, I want to stand a chance against them then, I would have to know what kind of actions they are going to take against me. So, having a spy would be very helpful.

I took out the mobile and used the tracker map to find the location of the rest of them. The locator shown me that they were in the kitchen. Are they hungry or something? Although, the map of the kitchen is very big.

Analysing the map, I found a different route towards the kitchen. I started heading towards the kitchen through that route. Following the directions, I reached at a dead end. Is this wall some kind of portal? Should I touch it or hit it? With some anticipation, I touched the wall, but nothing happened. Ok, there must be a hidden door here. Yes, this must be it. I started pushing and hitting every part of the wall, but I found nothing.

Is the door fucking John Cena? 'You can't see me.' Is that what you are telling me? I hit the ground in frustration. Suddenly, the place where I hit got broke and fell down, revealing a hole in the ground. I stooped down and put my head into the hole.

As I poked my head inside the hole, I found a whole new place inside it. Then, it clicked me. I am at the right place. The map is showing me this very place. It's a passage that directly leads to the kitchen. Without thinking anymore, I jumped into it. Landing on my feet, I analysed my surrounding. On analysing, I deduced this place to be the kitchen's storehouse.

I heard some footsteps from outside the door. Treading slowly towards it, I stood against the door and tried to hear their voices.

"The leader is madman. Why the heck does he want us to search here of all places?"

"Maybe, he is hungry."

"I am also hungry."

Huh, are they serious? And who the heck is 'leader?' Is he same as the rest of the leaders that I killed? Fuck it! I will see about it later. Right now, I have to focus on this issue. Their voices are very clear, that means one is standing just outside the door, and the other is near it. Either just in front of him or, left side, or right side of him.

So, let's kill this one first and then, I will kill the other one. It's not that I like killing people. These people have given me no other choice. Earlier, I shown mercy to a HYDRA soldier. Do you understand what I am trying to say? These people are the ones who want me, not the other way around. Some people would say that I am hypocrite, and some would say that I am right. Think about it, if showing mercy could change people then, every criminal should be pardoned. But you, yourself know that pardoning them is not an option. While maximum criminals are not pardoned, some are pardoned, and due to variety of reasons. It's the same in my court. I will pardon those, who could benefit me, and kill those, who wants to harm me.

I took out the gun from my waist and held it in my right hand. I slowly put my other on the doorknob and quickly opened it. As soon as, I opened, I shot the man in the head. Seeing his partner suddenly dead, the other man wasn't able to react in time. I shot him in the chest two times and killed him.

Hearing the sound of gunshots, the other soldiers rushed towards me and started firing at me. I quickly closed the door and hid behind the wall. The bullets made countless holes in the door, making it look like a honeycomb maze. I took out the brass knuckle knife and held it inverted in my left hand.

Breaking the door, a soldier came in. Without wasting time, I ran towards him from his right side. Kicking the gun from his hand, I slashed his neck and used him as a shield for getting outside. The bullets pierced the dead body, giving me an opportunity to shot them.

"Shoot her! Now!"

"But our task is to capture her. We can't just—"

"Fuck the orders—"

Shooting that man, I proceeded firing at the others. Fuck! I ran out of ammo. Fuck It! I lifted a dead body and threw it on a soldier. Taking a glass in my hand, I smashed it on his head and pierced his throat with its broken piece.

Dodging the bullets, I twisted another man's hand and bashed his head on the table. Then, used his hand and started firing blindly at them. I pulled his gun from his hand, thrusted it into his mouth and bashed it on the table, resulting in breaking of his neck.

A man tried sneak upon me from behind, just for me to kick him and then, smashing a wine bottle on him. Seeing some soldiers running towards me, I lifted him on my shoulders and threw him on them. Taking a butcher knife, I slashed their limbs and necks. Some of their blood into my mouth. Ah! Disgusting. I spitted out and wiped my mouth with my hand.

I looked around me and found, not a single soldier to be moving. Hah! It looks like it is over. I checked the mobile tracker to reassure myself, but found that there was single dot.

Did I leave someone? I am certain that everyone is dead around me. Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me. Just as I turned, a solid punch landed on my face, sending me flying. I crashed on the wall with a loud thud. Quickly getting on my toes, I saw a humongous man looking at me. He was wearing a skull-shaped helmet. He was at least 6' 4" and had huge arms. He is almost 1' taller than me.

Feeling something wet in my lips, I found my lower lip to be bleeding. Wiping it, I focused on him. For the first time in this world, someone has made me bleed on the grounds of hand-to-hand combat. I was careless. How the fuck I couldn't sense that someone was standing behind me?

I asked, "Are you, their leader?" He didn't answer my question. Instead, he asked a question of his own.

"Are you the infamous Captain America?"

Saying that, he cracked his knuckles. This man, I don't think I should underestimate him.