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When Hydra tried to take over the world and Shield died, Darcy was with Jane. Of course she was with Jane, she would comment, that’s what being upgraded from intern to assistant meant, she was always with Jane. They were in England with Erik, still looking into the anomalies that had resulted in the world almost being destroyed by aliens, again.
Hydra had higher priorities, so for the first two days they were left alone, which gave Darcy time to plan. On the third day, she noticed several watchers. She managed to send Jane and Erik off somewhere safe and then led the Hydra agents on wild goose hunt. When they finally caught Darcy they were displeased to realize that they only had the assistant and had let both scientist slip through their fingers.
They took her anyway, figuring that since she had been assisting for several years, she might know more than her bubblebrained, mouthy appearance suggested. Darcy played said appearance up, aware that it was the only identity they knew about. Once they got to base they threw her in an unobserved cell and left her alone.
When they finally brought her out she did her best to play scared even as she scanned her surroundings for information. She almost fell out of character when her eyes landed on a bruised but free Jasper Sitwell, who was staring at her in dismay.
She dropped her eyes, her mind racing in disbelief. The only way anyone would be free on this base was if they were Hydra. Jasper was free. Ergo, Jasper was Hydra. They man who taught her Spanish and helped her learn to read by reading princess books with her was Hydra.
While she struggled to process the concept Sitwell inserted himself into the conversation about her. He managed to both imply that she knew absolutely nothing while suggesting that she might still be useful. The other Hydra agents, more concerned with the remnants of Shield and the Avengers, decided that he could be the one to keep an eye on her.
He took her back to her cell, at which point she turned asked “Hydra? Really?”
His face blank he answered “You don’t understand. We’re changing the world for the better.”
“You’re Nazis.” She said flatly.
“We are not!” He snapped. “You don’t understand, we’re not the bad guys.”
“Really.” She said flatly. “If that’s the case then why haven’t you told them who I really am?”