Odette Parker: My True Self

Chapter 31: I'm here to help, but I also need yours

Time Jump: 1 month

Bucky and I spent the next month going over his life. I used my laptop to help him with pictures and articles and all the things I read. He was struggling hard. Hydra really fucked him up. I mean I get it. They only had me for 9 years, they had him for over 70. Unfortunately for him, he is starting to remember some things he did while under their influence. He started talking about it a little bit. What happened to him sounds so much worse than what happened to me. I feel so bad that he had to endure any of it.

Most nights he crashes on my couch, stating protection. I think he doesn't want to be alone. I wake him up every night he has a nightmare. I learned that approaching him takes careful timing and body placement. The first time I woke him up I was raised above him with that arm of his. It lasted about 2 seconds but that was enough to scare the shit out of me. I started sleeping with my daggers after that. I take one with me when I wake him, standing behind the couch and poke him with it.

He hasn't woken up yet tonight, and for some reason I can't sleep. He usually always wakes me up around this time. Well fuck, I wake up and grab my Katana from under the bed and walk out to the balcony. I strap it to my back and place my daggers in the back strap holders I added to my Katana strap. I walk back inside and look out the bedroom door again. He seems to be sleeping peacefully on the couch. I sigh and know what I need. I need to release all this pent up frustration, I need to work out. I need to run. I need to do something. My nature is to move and move constantly.

I walk back out to the balcony and start to shimmy down the railing that connects the floors. Once I get to the second floor I balance on the railing and do a back flip off and land in a crouch on the ground. The instant I feel the ground beneath me, I feel the sting of the impact and I relish in it. I miss the pain from landing kicks and flips. I start to run towards the fields that surround the village. I drop my illusion and take a look at my scars in the moonlight. I haven't seen them in so long they look foreign to me. I rip my halter top off and snap myself a pair of shorts. No one is out here so I take off my silk PJ bottoms that match the silk crop top I bought in France and put my cloth cheer shorts that match my sports bra on. I place them on the ground and remove my Katana from my back.

I start with my basic Kung-fu cadence, moving into Hapkido. Once I am limber I grab my daggers and begin working through the cadence moves Loki taught me. Twirling them in my hands is so familiar. After I work through all those for a bit I grab my Katana.

My Katana cadence is my favorite. I incorporate all my martial arts training and learned how to execute the moves with a weapon. I love being able to execute my kicks with my Katana in hand, swinging with it or against it. Perfection. By the end of it my muscles are limber and screaming for more. I sheath my Katana again and being running. I think I am running slow, but I just kept running around the empty field.

Bucky: "Who the fuck are you really?"

I stutter to a stop. I didn't even see him. How did I not know he was trailing me? Fuck I am losing my touch. I know he can see my perfectly, because I can see him. He has my Katana in his hand.

Dets: "No one ever taught you not to touch a weapon that wasn't yours?"

Bucky: "Who the fuck are you?"

Dets: "My name is Dets. I am 20 years old, and I am trying to find out more info about my bio parents."

Bucky: "I watched your form change."

Dets: "I am also a Princess of Asgard, only recently found that out by the way. I have magic obviously. Thor is my cousin."

Bucky: "Why are you here?"