Caleb was sitting in a corner, angry, no, enraged, at seeing these old Nazi/Hydra documents. He was tricked into massacring dozens of innocent people. His goal was to protect them. He looked at America. His eyes black and yellow, iris glowing to the point of flames coming out.
America arched an eyebrow, looking at Caleb and the papers he was holding. "I'm gonna guess it's not good news..."












