TFATWS Zemo x MentallyDisturbed!OCx Bucky

08 - It's Too Dangerous!-

  "What do you want now?... Can you not see, I am trying to take myself away from you!?" I smarmily say.
"Elsie, you know I am only here to save everyone... to save you.."
  "From what... Myself?! Please!" 
"Elsie.. I... Please.. I don't want to hurt you... You're like a daughter to me, I don't want to do this-"
  "Shut up! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!!" I pound my fists into the floor and a loud crunch sounds, I break my fists from the impact but black and purple magic spirals out and attacks Stephen, he raises a barrier, I hiss through my teeth and my magic begins to seep through his forcefield. 
"Elsie, calm.. down.. you've broken your hands... Darling, STOP! You will hurt yourself more! PLEASE, I DON'T WANT YOU TO HURT YOURSELF!-"
  "A LITTLE LATE FOR THAT DON'T YOU THINK, UNCLE!" I yelled, unknowingly calling him by a title that did not fit his name.
"Elsie... No.. Don't call me that, please. That's not how you see me, is it?.." Stephen asks, sadness consuming him.
Rage consuming me. "OF COURSE IT IS! YOU LOCKED ME AWAY! YOU BROKE MY HEART! YOU HURT ME! YOU. HURT. ME. EVERY, SINGLE DAY!" 
"No, Elsie, please, I never hurt you-"
  "PERHAPS NOT PHYSICALLY BUT THE SCARS OF YOUR PSYCHOLOGICAL PAIN CAN NEVER BE ERASED! THEY WILL NEVER FADE! YOU HURT ME!!" I scream at him. Tears balling from my face.

Before I could send all Hel fire upon him, I find myself in the Kamar Taj in the Mirror Realm.

  "UNCLE! WHY AM I HERE!" I call out, waiting impatiently for his answer. 

A few moments pass, I have tried making portals but he must have runes up, I can't do anything.. I seethe air through my clenched teeth and stare at my trembling hands. 
"You are here to prove to me there is still good inside of you." Finally, Stephen answers me.

I snap my head around, "And how will I be doing that!?" I ask with venom in my voice.

"Simple. You will save your friends." Stephen said.
  "Or?.." I knew it wouldn't be as simple as he says, so I ask him.
"Or.. You do the incorrect thing and take your diary of Olde Spells beneath your bed.." Stephen says. My eyes bulge at the memories of what is held in that book... I should have taken it with me when I ran.. but I hadn't the time nor energy. I look down at my feet and ask,
  "What have you done to them." I demand answers.
"Nothing... Yet." Stephen answers. "Are you ready?" 
I say nothing in reply, conjuring faint fizzes of my magic in my broken hands, mind wandering to the pain in them, I snarl a little from the pain. Stephen opens a gap in the Mirror Realm. I race for it, but he steps in front of me, directly in front of me. I growl and snap, "What are you doing!? If they are in danger I will SAVE THEM! GET OUT OF MY WAY!-" 
Stephen sends a bolt of lightning my way, I dodge, hands crushing under the weight of me as I roll out of the way of his attacks. He stares at me all the while. 
  "IS THIS A TEST!? I bet they aren't even hurt, or in danger!-" I yell, ignoring the searing pain in my hands and now arms.
"Oh no, I'm not lying, they're downstairs.." Stephen shows me the view from a camera in the cellar.. they're in the cellar.. 
  "Sam.. Bucky.. You.. YOU BASTARD! I WILL KILL YOU!-"
"And that's another bad choice, no, what you will do is save them. Because you are good." Stephen said boredly.
  "THIS IS A JOKE! You're making me save them so that you get the kick out of ordering me around again?... Really? Well.. It's not happening.. that's an illusion.. You just want to lure me down there, and then LOCK ME UP AGAIN... Haha, yes, that has to be it! Because you're the 'good guy' you would never put the avengers in peril!... But you know I would... you just want some closure, you want me to do what you say.. NO. What you want is me to do the opposite.. You want to make me bad so that you are right.. STOP CONFUSING ME! SHUT UP!!" I scream and this time when I throw my hands to the ground, they shatter the Mirror Realm, causing chunks of materialised matter to disintegrate and fall down around us.

That's when I take in our surroundings. We're in the cellar.

Strange disappears with a scowl on his features.

"I'm very disappointed in you, Elsie. Very." His voice rang out in the air. 

Bright green runes flare at each side of the room. The walls are as black as I remember, even more grimy and the scratchings I made still quilt it all.

A fire starts and it trails across the dark corners, that's when I hear them, "Buck.. You found a way out yet?-" 

  "SAM?!" I call, glee in my eyes.

"Elsie?! Is that you, where are you!?" Sam called back. I heard Bucky also call my name. A smile stretches across my features.

  "I'm here!.. W-where are you both!?" I ask.

"We got separated by moving walls.. Bucky went to find an exit-" Sam replied.

  "Bucky?! Where are you?" I call after a moment. I cough a little as smoke rises from the runes in the corner of the room I have been locked in.

"I found something.. It's not a way out.. it's a book.. It's got writing in it but I can't understand it... It doesn't make an sense.." Bucky calls back. 

My diary.

I close my eyes, only knowing of one way out of this.

  "Bucky.. Do you remember the chant I taught you?" I asked. 

Bucky answered 'yes'. I tell him to use it, with passion, to yell it. The other side of the wall, he yells it, with passion.

A bright yellow floods the air and as I begin to fall unconscious from the smoke and green fire creeps towards me, the yellow is Lunatta and he saves both Sam and Bucky.. But it knows my fate.. because I was the one who made him, after all. 

  "Lunatta.. Give me the book.." I call to him as Lunatta takes the boys in a portal and transports them to safety.

Lunatta passes me the book, he swirls beside me as a fabric of pretty yellow.  I read through the book as Lunatta shields me from the magic fire. I heal my hands with the scrawls I had made in my book. I thank Lunatta and as I stand, he takes me inside the cushioned pockets of him and transports me to Bucky and Sam.

We find ourselves to be in the outskirts of the field that we all first fought the Flag Smashers. 

The flowers had been harvested for seed oil and now it was barren and brown. The soil was clay coloured and the night had set in. The air both chilly and calming.

I look around to see Bucky and Sam, Lunatta floats in his Seraphim form (pic above but imagine it being cloth and more golden). But.. Sam and Bucky look different.. There is fear in their eyes..   "W-what?"

Out of nowhere I feel a spear come through my chest.

I gasp for air.

Life drains from my eyes.

~~~

  "Am I dead?"