They were so busy staring at the winter solider that they missed the armoured black van coming up behind them. Basil watched as the winter soldier stood up. There was something nagging at him. Maybe it was the way the Soldier stood. Or the way he twisted slightly. Body watching them with confidence bordering on cocky. Basil felt like the gaze behind the glasses could see right through him. "Damn", he muttered. "I get that he's trying to kill us but fuck that's hot".

"For gods sake Basil!" Steve blurted loudly. "This is not the time!" That was when the armoured van hit them. The car jolted with a bang. The gun Nat had been pulling out clattered to the floor as their car was pushed forwards. Basil hit Sam's seat in front and he gasped. Sam was pressing on the breaks. The tires smoking with the pressure but it wasn't working. Their car was still being pushed forwards.

When they reached the Winter solider the man jumped. His arm caught to tip of their roof and he flipped over. The roof caving in as his body landed. Basil flinched as the window next to him shattered with the impact. Then a arm burst through the windshield and tore the steering wheel out of Sam's hands. "Shit!" The car was still going. Sam had his foot pressed on the accelerator but there was no steering. Basil grabbed gritted his teeth as he grabbed the back of Sam's seat. Gunshots echoed as Nat finally found her gun and began firing into the roof. There was a thud behind them. Basil turned.

"He's just jumped onto the bonnet of the van!" He called out.

"Basil!" Steve called. "Get out!"

"What about you?" Basil called back. He could phase out of the car but he had never done it with three people before.

"Take Sam!" Steve ordered. "We will be fine". The van rammed them again and the car hit the wall. It began to tip over, the speed at which they were going was going to cause them to flip. Basil leaned forwards and grabbed Sam by the shoulders as Steve grabbed his shield. As the car lifted off the air, flipping over, he turned intangible. The two of them fell out of the car and hit the concrete. The two of them rolling across the road. Basil looked up just in time to watch as Steve's shield burst through the car door and he and Natasha skidded away. The car coming to a rolling, crunching crash.

The van pulled ahead of them. Twisting and pulling up ahead. Basil pushed himself to his feet and ran over to Sam as the winter solider got out. Black hydra agents beginning to pile out around him. "Are you okay?" He asked. Sam rolled over with a groan and pushed himself up.

"I'm fine. Just don't do that again without warning", he huffed. "That was weird!"

Basil pulled him up onto his feet. Just in time for them to watch as the winter solider fired a bazooka. The explosive hit's Steve's shield and sent him flying off the bridge. The other hydra agents advanced. Guns at the ready. "Get down!" Basil cried out as bullets started firing. Sam ducked behind a car as bullets whizzed through. They passed through Basil and he began running. Knives being pulled out of his belt as he charged.  Two agents fell with knives sticking out of their heads. He tugged out two more and threw them. The Soldier side stepped them like they were child's play. The blades thudding into the armoured van behind him.

The solider lowered the bazooka and looked at him. Basil stopped. They were standing five feet apart. The other hydra agents were firing at Nat and same. Some were firing at him but they had guessed that all that would do was waste bullets. The solider was looking at him as Basil unsheathed another knife. "You're trying to kill me", He said calmly. "You're trying to kill my friends. As you can see", he spread his arms out. "I'm very hard to kill". The soldier said something in Russian.

"не возможно".

Basil frowned at him. "I don't know what you just said but I'm going to warn you. I am allowed to bite people who try and kill me". Then he ran. The metal arm came up and the bazooka dropped to the ground. The metal went once through Basil's abdomen. Then twice as Basil threw punches and kicks that went right through the soldier. He slashed and he dove in and out. His touch not landing. After a second the soldier stopped reaching out with his metal arm.

That was when Basil knew he had him. Like flicking a switch. Solid and the knife in his left hand tore through the leather. A red gash on the man's thigh. Intangible and two more blows went through him. The Soldier was defending against nothing. Solid and Basil was landing a solid kick to the man's abdomen and a knife was stabbed down towards the shoulder. The man moved, hands grabbing at Basil's legs. He picked him up and Basil twisted round his shoulders. The Solider reached up to grab at him as Basil looped his legs around the man's neck and hung over his back. He drove a knife into the man's side. The blade coming back red. (So this inhuman solider did bleed like everyone else). Then Basil was turning intangible again and the sudden absence of weight sent the soldier stumbling forwards a few steps. Basil landed on his hands and flipped expertly back on to his feet. He turned and they were staring at each other again.

Basil threw his knife and it hit the Soldier's glasses. The knife clattered away, leaving the glasses cracked. A gloved hand pulled them off and Basil paused. The eyes were an icy blue. With dark eyebrows and eyelashes. Something tugged at him. Basil frowned. "Do I know you?" He took a step closer. Body turning solid again as he stared at those eyes in surprise. For a second the solider did not react. The two watching each other. Around them gunfire echoed. But the icy blue yes were looking down. Basil followed his gaze but the eyes were fixed on his tattoo. His sun and bird tattoo on full display.

"I know you", Basil took another step forward. The words a whisper. Something was pulling at him. Those eyes. It was on the tip of his tongue. Then the soldier looked up and the eyes met his. Basil froze, eyes wide as the soldier pulled a gun from his belt and pointed it at him. He fired. The shot went right through Basil's chest. Through the breast pocket of his shirt. Basil looked down at his unharmed chest then back up at the solider. He took another step forward.

"Oh god", the words were half stuttered, half choked up. They lodged in his throat. A name on the tip of his tongue. A name around his neck.

The soldier moved. Before Basil had time to think, a hand had switched his gun for a small knife. The blade arching through the air where Basil's head had been. Basil stepped to the side, ducking under a second swing as he unsheathed his own knife. He only had three left. He needed to make them count. He turned solid and ducked under another arm. His own knife arching back. The solider leaned back to avoid it. Basil dropped low and threw his weight into the soldier's stomach. The Soldier staggered back and Basil flipped up, using the Soldier as a spring board to flip behind him. That was the plan but the Soldier grabbed on to his hips and locked on. Basil as stuck. The metal arm gripping so tight that he could feel his bones creak painfully.

Now he could just phase through it but Basil was never the type to go out without a bang. He glanced around. Sam was still on the bridge. Steve and Natasha on the ground below. The hydra against were keeping their attention mostly on them. Sam a later priority. Steve and Natasha were good at keeping the attention on them. That was good. Basil grinned down at the solider below as the second arm grabbed the wrist holding the knife. He gritted his teeth and grinned wider. Then he tugged the arm back, the solider's arm following and sank his teeth into the exposed skin of his wrist. One of the only exposed areas of his body. Basil bit so hard that blood poured into his mouth.

The Soldier did what every human did when something bit them. It shook it off. He let go of Basil and practically threw him across the bridge. Basil landed hard and rolled a few feet before stopping. He pushed himself up, panting heavily. "Do you not remember?" He called to the Soldier. Blood was dripping from the man's wrist. Basil straightened and wiped the blood from his lips on the back of his hand. He grinned bloody teeth, looking absolutely feral. There was a mad glint in his eyes. "You gave me permission to bite people who are trying to kill me Sarge". Then he dropped through the bridge.

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AN: Basil knows.