The Other Rogers

Chapter 5

"You did what to my twin?"

Steve stood there his blue eyes darkened with rage as his lips curled up, showing his teeth. Steve had never felt so furious. The closet he felt was looking at Zola after Bucky had fallen. Staring at the woman who was he was falling for, only one thing ran through his mind; no forgiveness, no chances to explain; he wanted blood.

Natasha still on the ground looked up at him with fear, something about her expression made him wonder if Anya had ever looked at her like that.

Bucky walked out of the way, and stopped in front of him, his hands on his chest preventing him from moving.

"Steve don't, Anya was better trained than her. Natalia was always annoyed because she could never lay a hand on her; let's just say she was always the better woman in every aspect."

Tears continued to run down Natasha's face as she sneered at both men, "That wasn't what you were saying when you fucked the shit out of me."

Bucky laughed, a dark and murderous sound. "Fucked you? That's rich. Last time I heard; sex had to be consensual. Using my trigger words to make me wait for an order, and then ordering me to fuck you in plain sight, doesn't sound very consensual, does it?"

There were gasps all over the room. Steve stared in shock; how could anyone use someone else like that let alone his friend? Where was Anya when this happened?

Steve watched as Clint ran to the sink, promptly being sick while Bruce looked green and for once it wasn't because of the Hulk.

Tony just stared at her blankly as did Sam. Bucky didn't bother looking at her, instead he stormed out of the room.

"What the fuck happened?" Steve roared at Natasha kneeling down, so he was in her face which caused her to scramble backwards.

Opening her face much like a fish, she struggled to respond. "They came to the Red Room as instructors. They were introduced as The Winter Soldier and The Healer." Stuttering she sat up, "She oversaw the training the Black Widows, such as dancing and accuracy with a multitude of different weapons. Once we were finished with that, anyone who had succeeded so far, got a chance at a fight with her. No one could touch her; I mean she was so fast and so skilled she beat us all."

Steve felt pride for his sister. He had always known she could take care of herself, but to defeat a school of literal assassins; that was a feat on its own.

"As punishment for losing against her, we were forced to fight him," Natasha jerked her head in the direction Bucky had gone. "Anyone who couldn't last for than a few minutes with him were killed. The classes were halved at least."

Steve leaned against the wall, still angry at his friend, at the only woman since Peggy to make him feel, well anything. "So how did that lead you to try to kill my twin and force my best friend into sex?"

Hanging her head Natasha sniffed, "It wasn't like I knew she was related to you. Hell, I didn't even know about Captain America until I left the Red Room and started working for the Soviet Union."

"Yet he is a monster for killing because he was programmed to? You could have left that life behind, instead you became a poor excuse for a human being." Sam snapped at her before turning to Tony, "Where is there a spare shower I could use? We were going to have breakfast here, but I'm going to treat Rogers and Barnes to breakfast outside of this tower, wouldn't want the stench of her ruining our appetites."

Tony smiled smugly and herded Sam out of the room, their voices disappearing down the corridor.

With only Bruce, Clint, Natasha and himself, Steve felt some of the anger leaving him. "You know Sam is right. I know you turned your life around thanks to Clint and that's great, but somethings are not so forgivable or forgettable. Using people for your own pleasures, that is despicable and to try and kill someone to get the guy... what the fuck was wrong with you?"