The Winter Soldier placed the case of the desirable element on a desk in their hotel room. The Muse was full of inner conflict as she looked at the element and remembered the haunting death of her sister. She looked over at The Winter Soldier and the man noticed her eyes on him. "What?" He asked in a dry, emotionless voice, his eyes on her, searching her. Heather's eyes moved from him to gaze out the window. "I can't do this again." She said quietly. He scoffed. "You don't have a choice." He snapped at her and Heather turned her head to look at him, blue eyes full of fury. "The hell I don't." She seethed, stalking over to him until her petite frame was inches from his. "They may have completely brainwashed you beyond repair but they never finished with me." She hissed, she was so close she could feel his breathing on her skin,she was still in her dress from the gala and the Heat from him flourished over her exposed chest. "There's still some Heather left." She added, eyes narrowed. "You don't even know who you are. You're just some drone who works for HYDRA and then dies." She added. Her face was red from anger and all the Winter Soldier could do was just watch as she spat her harsh comments. "You're a monster." The Winter Soldier remained stoic before his pink lips finally parted to respond. "And you aren't?" Heather could feel the offense rising in her. She lifted her hand to slap him clean across the face. That is until the cold metallic fingers of the Winter Soldier's metal arm wrapped around her wrist tightly. His grip was firm and try as she might, The Muse couldn't break free. "You killed people too. You work for Hydra too." The man's words cut deep. "You're just as wicked as I am." He continued. "Where would you even go? No one will help you, no one will save you. There are no Prince Charmings in this world, it's time you realized that." He hissed before finally throwing her hand down. Her wrist was red from the tightness of his metal grip.

Heather hissed in pain as she looked at the newly forming marks on her wrist. Her hazel colored eyes looked up to see the man who thought he was victorious in this round and a scowl formed on her face. In the swift motion of her hand, The Winter Soldier was pushed back by an invisible force and pressed against the wall. "No you listen to me!" Heather screamed through gritted teeth. The lights in the room began to flicker, overwhelmed by the amount of energy that poured out of this one girl. Blood began to trickle from her nose. "It's time you realize who you are talking to." The woman hissed and The Winter Soldier could feel a choking sensation begin to settle around his neck. "I am not a monster like you. Yes I have killed but I regret it, you don't. You're just this blank emotionless psycho! You don't feel anything you just do what you're told and don't ask any questions." The Winter Soldier let out a small cough as she air was sucked from his lungs and the pressure on his neck grew. "You don't get to characterize me. You don't get to say anything about me. I am my own person, I am my own woman. And I will chose what I want to do. I am not your toy to play with and I never will be." With that she moved her hand and the man was tossed to the ground, gasping for air. "I'm leaving."

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End of act one

Act two coming Late February 2021