OOC: I'm assuming the Hydra soldiers have green uniforms since that's the color I see when I google them.
Jennifer's bullets tore almost silently into the soldier's back. He gave a silent gasp of pain as red spurted from the knew punctures in his back and out the front. She lowered the dead Hydra trooper slowly onto the ground.
She knew she had to think quick if she wanted to survive. There were Humvees in the area and searching for people like her in the area. If she wanted to take one out she would have to be careful and smart. She quickly scattered some snow over the small amount of blood on the ground with her foot before she grabbed the soldier and then jumped into the air.
With her hieghtened agility and added muscle power since she was in her true form she soared upwards in an superhuman jump. She landed on a strong branch high up in the tree with the Hydra soldier still clutched against her. She then rested the soldier against the trunk of the tree.
It was then one of the humvees' bullets tore through the woods. She felt one of its bullets pump into the trunk of the tree she was placed in; her feet still wrapped around the branch.
As the humvee drove closer. Jennifer instantly noticed the weaker search-light as the vehicle came towards where it had fired into the woods. Soon the vehicle was passing nearly next to the tree Jennifer was holed up on. Yellow eyes flashed through the darkness of the woods for an instant.
Jennifer had launched herself from the tree. As she did she released the body of the Hydra trooper which she had grabbed right before jumping into the air. The troopers body fell quickly through the air; a bit ahead of the humvee. It smashed into the windshield of the humvee with luck or articulate aim.
Jennifer herself flipped onto the top of the humvee's roof. She didn't hesitate while the driver was most likely distracted by her little present. She grabbed one of the frag grenades she'd brought with her; praising science that she brought them. She unpinned the grenade as she slammed her first into the metal roof of the humvee. Her enhanced strength hopefully denting it. Pain tore through her first as she pulled it out stuffing the primed grenade into the dent she had hopefully created.
She then jumped again. Backflipping off the roof of the humvee and into the air. She smashed into a branch of another tree but thankfully was quickly able to grasp the branch. Jennifer then cast her eyes downward to see if her grenade had worked or something else had happened. Ready to act if needed. She had no real idea what the grenade would do to the vehicles armor.
"Where are you going brother?" a soft yet assertive voice reached out as a younger Daken walked down the hallway. He looked the same as he did now. Nearly the same. Even back then when John had been a child.
Daken turned his dark eyes towards John and the boy froze. He looked up at his older brother now. He'd been there since he could remember, always in the shadows, always looking over John's shoulder.
When dad never came back Daken had been there for John. "Big brother where are you going?" John asked as he tugged now on the leg of Daken's jeans. Much like he'd done nearly every time he'd looked up at his brother,
"I have to go Jonathan," Daken said as he squatted low. His dark black hair was much longer then John's but it was the same shade. John could see small flashes of his father, what he'd remembered of him anyway in his brother's face.
He pressed his hand against John's head and messed up his mop of jet black hair like he'd always done.
"Where you going?"
"I just have to go brother. I probably won't be coming back. I'm sorry. I would take you with my John but you're not old enough yet. I promise I'll come back for you some day."
Tears instantly welled up in John's eyes. "No! You can't leave me Dakey!" he said using his childhood name for his brother.
"Daken lightly pushed John away from him with his hand. "Are you going away to heaven, like daddy did?" John asked as he sniffled.
"I'm sorry to tell you little brother but there is no such thing as heaven. You have to be strong now brother, like I taught you. Can you be strong for me? I'll see you again."
John nodded and stopped crying. "You promise?"
"Yes. Now show me what you got, put them up."
John grinned and lifted his small hands as three bone claws poked out from his knuckles on either hand.
"That's my little fighter. Be strong John." Daken said before turning away and vanishing down the hallway.
John hadn't seen him again after that. Not for many years to come.
OOC: This could be a dream instead of a true memory if any thing is innacurate, since for as far as we know John's still asleep.