James Buchanan Barnes Imagines

Mission south

Another H.Y.D.R.A story?? You guys are gonna hate me for this one hehe...

Warning: Cussing and you're gonna need tissues.

1. Peirce is alive....
2. Nat is somewhat weak due to another mission she was on soooo
3. Don't sue me if you cry :/ please:)

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The mission was simple yet again. It's not like you haven't done this before, you were to retrieve information and hand it over to Fury. Steve was in charge, he took you, Bucky, Tony, Nat, and Sam with him. You and Nat went south, Tony and Sam took up high for snipers, and Bucky and Steve took North. The information was either North or South according to Tonys program. Every agent you saw, you killed.

One by snapping their neck, one by putting a bullet in their brain, one by banging their head on the concrete wall, and one by suffocating them. You hated these guys, they made life hell not just for you, not just for Bucky, but for everyone. The world wasn't safe with them in it. Grant it, Buckys was worse. Being tortured everyday, killing uncontrollably, and being wiped of your own memories?

Can you imagine the pain?

You kept your cool, you didn't want to snap and blow up the place with eveyone still in it. You only killed the ones who came ofter you or saw you. You and Nat finally reached the door with the flashdrive in her hand. She went to a computer and started typing as you watched her six. Your gun in one hand and your knife in the other. You hoped everyone was still alive, that they were okay.

"It's....it's not here." She uttered.

You turned your head as your eyebrows creased and walked over to her. She kept typing, every file she went to was empty. Either deleted or moved. They wouldn't delete it because thats all their information, all the files they have on everyone. She threw her hands up and turned to you.

"Nothing." She groaned.

"Guys," You said putting a finger to your ear piece, "We have a problem."

"What kind of problem?! There's all sorts in this hell hole!" Sam answered.

"A big one. The info we need moved, every file is either empty or deleted. They wouldn't delete it beacuse they need it."

"The must've known we'd come." Tony stated.

"That's not good!" Nat said tackling you.

You both fell to the floor with an "Oof" as gun shots were being fired. You both scurried to hid behind the steel desk and catch your breath. A peice of glass was infront of you and you picked it up trying to reflect it on light so you can see how many their are. Seven. There are seven guys on your tail and it's hot.

"Okay! Another problem!" You yelled over the shots into your ear piece.

"Where are you?!" Bucky shouted.

You looked at Nat who just shrugged and continued praying in her knees. You sighed and tried to think but it wasn't happening, you didn't know where you were you just knew you were south.

"I don't know! I just know we're south!" You answered.

"Retreat! Go back!" Steve yelled.

Nat looked up and behind the desk where a bullet almost went through her eye. She yelped and hid back behind the desk, the gunshots getting closer and louder. I know what you're thinking, "Natasha Romanoff? Scared?" Yes. She is. You guys were cornered. If you got out, there's a 89% chance you'd die. But, you had to get out, you had to leave. You put a reassuring hand on her knee and jumped up. Dodging one gun you took it in your hand and kicked the guy in the chest, he let go of the gun and you smacked another guy on the head with it. Dropping the other gun, you quickly took out your pistol and shot three in the head. One shot you in your side and you yelled before snapping his head.