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There was blood everywhere. It was like the war all over again. The smell of the Chitauri was less noticeable but there were plenty of injured humans. Steve was never particularly fond of being a vampire. It was something that he came to accept but that didn't mean he had to be gung-ho about it.

This... was too tempting. He rarely drank from humans if he could help it. It was why the war was so nice. It provided the perfect cover. The dead didn't need their blood right? It was a shame to waste it on the ground.

"I need a minute here," he snapped finally into his communicator, wiping a red glove at the blood on his face and he took several deep breaths, trying to clear his head a little. He needed to be in good form and he was putting his team in jeopardy. A team that didn't know. SHIELD knew, because his uniform was specifically made to keep as much sun out as possible. They branded it as a 'redesign' but Steve knew better.

He took the short way off the second floor and out the window. "I'm on my way, Stark."