A monitor flickers to life, and Tony slowly paces to see the screen, the stark white date already reflecting in Steve's wary eyes.
December 16, 1991.
"I know that road," he hears himself say, his eyes locked on the grainy security footage. He knows that road. He knows this date. He knows what comes next, and indeed a car comes hurtling off the road, out of control, and smashes so hard against a tree that it bounces back again, hood crumpled and engine steaming.
He feels it in his chest, but he can't stop watching. Not as the motorcycle pulls up nearby. Not as the uncaring tall figure in black comes around to the driver's side door, his metal left arm glimmering in the glow of the single streetlight.
Tony doesn't look away, his chest and shoulders rising and falling with his rapid, shallow breaths as the Winter Soldier drags his father from the car. He can hear his mother calling for him, hears Howard's confused voice saying Sergeant Barnes?
Each hit feels like it hits him. Slam. Slam. As if in a dream, he hears his mother weeping, sees the Soldier carefully put Howard's body back into the car before he comes around the car.
After another moment, there's no sound but that of his own harsh breathing, and the gunshot that ends the video.
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December 16, 1991.
"I know that road," he hears himself say, his eyes locked on the grainy security footage. He knows that road. He knows this date. He knows what comes next, and indeed a car comes hurtling off the road, out of control, and smashes so hard against a tree that it bounces back again, hood crumpled and engine steaming.
He feels it in his chest, but he can't stop watching. Not as the motorcycle pulls up nearby. Not as the uncaring tall figure in black comes around to the driver's side door, his metal left arm glimmering in the glow of the single streetlight.
Tony doesn't look away, his chest and shoulders rising and falling with his rapid, shallow breaths as the Winter Soldier drags his father from the car. He can hear his mother calling for him, hears Howard's confused voice saying Sergeant Barnes?
Each hit feels like it hits him. Slam. Slam. As if in a dream, he hears his mother weeping, sees the Soldier carefully put Howard's body back into the car before he comes around the car.
After another moment, there's no sound but that of his own harsh breathing, and the gunshot that ends the video.