ＲＥＤＥＭＰＴＩＯＮ【TONY STARK'S LITTLE SISTER FAN-FICTION】

6 || Zebediah Killgrave

The dress nearly dropped to the floor, it was black with a slit on one side. It fell off her shoulders but just enough to cover her scar. The dress did expose her bare chest and a little bit of her back. Putting this dress on made her feel somewhat...normal again. She admired herself in the mirror for a moment before opening the door into the room Bucky was in.

"D-do you mind helping me?" Elizabeth came into the other room trying to keep her dress from falling down.

"Yea, sure." Bucky adjusted his tie and turned around, finally facing Elizabeth. He had never seen anyone more beautiful than who he was looking at right there in that moment. He rushed over to Elizabeth's back and zippered her dress.

She turned around and looked Bucky up and down with a straight face. He was wearing an all black tux. "When did you have time to cut your hair?"

Bucky's fingers found his way to his head, brushing through his now shortened hair. "The team told me it was a good idea to cut it when I got here." He cleared his throat, clearing the tension of the room. "Alright, so the mission is simple. We just need to gather as much information as possible on the team. There's also a drop off happening. A guy named Zebediah Killgrave also known as the Purple Man should be here to hand Aurora Brown a bag of tesseract weapons."

Her eyes widened. "That's what you call simple?"

Bucky couldn't help but smile. "Zebediah Killgrave is a top teer skilled manipulator with high-level intellect mind control, and he's...purple."

That last name seem very familiar to Elizabeth but she just ignored it probably think he'd work together with Tony or her dad on something a while back.

"So look for a purple person?" She asked, trying not to laugh as she clipped on her pearled earrings.

"He's most likely going to be wearing makeup." Bucky looked down at his silver watch. "We better get going." He got up and handed Elizabeth her pearled color clutch that matched her jewelry and heels. He also gave her gun to put in her holster under her dress just in case. But she didn't need to worry because he would be there to protect her. Right?

Bucky watched Elizabeth as she walked out of the room. He couldn't quite concentrate. His eyes glanced at her bare skin on her back. Adjusting his tie, it felt like he was being taken over.

"You okay, Barnes?" Elizabeth asked, walking down the stairs beside him.

"Hunter." He corrected her. "And I am fine."

As they entered the ballroom filled with people they both started looking for Killgrave. Elizabeth was scanning the room as her eyes came to a stop, she saw a man in the far end of the ball room with a bunch of women basically hanging off of him, looking straight at her with a smile. Before making eye contact for too long she finally looked away and started to walk over to Bucky as her hand started to shake.

She took a seat right next to him at the bar glancing over to the man, who was still looking at her. "Really suspicious guy- 8 o'clock." Elizabeth said quietly in French. As Bucky looked shocked.

"You speak French?"

She just smiled as he lost the thought and looked over to who could possibly be Zebediah Killgrave. But, like all guys who have been compromised, he started speeding towards the door.

"That's him." Bucky put down his drink. "Want to dance? Act like a normal couple?" His smile grew bigger as Elizabeth took his hand.

"Sure, but you'll have to teach me." She put her left hand on his right shoulder as she placed her right hand into his left gloved hand, forgetting it was his metal one.

He slowly placed his right hand onto her waist looking into her eyes. "Just follow me" And he started to sway her side to side.

"Where did you learn to dance?" She looked up into his steel blue eyes looking for an answer but she got nothing. He held her hand tighter and spun her around as she let out a gasp. Elizabeth eventually laid her head onto his chest. Bucky held her tightly, wishing this moment would last forever. But not all good things do. Zebediah Killgrave was spotted walking towards the door. He didn't want to let her go but he had too.

"Could you get me a drink?"

His eyes went from Zebeediah to Elizabeth. "Yea. Sure." Then he was off. And so was she.

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