[Steve lets go of the jeep and pushes off as it reaches the center of the turn, thrown hard and far. He braces himself behind the shield, slams into the ground, and rolls with the shield's dome until he can get back to his feet and run.
Has to be perfect-
He hears Natasha yell and doesn't look back.
--has to be--
Twenty-five feet to the gate. There's screaming to his left.
--perfect--
Fifteen. Can't stumble, can't fall, can't stop.
--has to--
One of the pack leaders flickers into view at the corner of his eye. Leaping. Clothes half-off, skin marbled yellow and black, veins stretched tight across a bloated abdomen. Eyes milky blue and bulging. Female? Male? Can't tell.
He swings the shield and it doesn't get knocked back so much as it explodes across the ground like rotten fruit.
That smell will haunt his meals for months.
One hand hits the gate. The other slides and finds purchase.
--has to be perfect.
Steve wrenches upward as hard as he can and prays he's got it open wide enough for the jeep to get through.]
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Has to be perfect-
He hears Natasha yell and doesn't look back.
--has to be--
Twenty-five feet to the gate. There's screaming to his left.
--perfect--
Fifteen. Can't stumble, can't fall, can't stop.
--has to--
One of the pack leaders flickers into view at the corner of his eye. Leaping. Clothes half-off, skin marbled yellow and black, veins stretched tight across a bloated abdomen. Eyes milky blue and bulging. Female? Male? Can't tell.
He swings the shield and it doesn't get knocked back so much as it explodes across the ground like rotten fruit.
That smell will haunt his meals for months.
One hand hits the gate. The other slides and finds purchase.
--has to be perfect.
Steve wrenches upward as hard as he can and prays he's got it open wide enough for the jeep to get through.]