Fix Me: Bucky Barnes x OC (MCU)

Chapter 1

Warnings: guns, violence, probably swearing, strange urges to kill people

Word count: 2193

I wake up to the type of lights you get in a lab shining into my face and the sterile smell that you get in a lab in my nose. Immediately, I spring up, and the feeling is so familiar, I marvel and glance down at myself. Some kind of hospital nightgown hangs on my skinny frame. No, not quite. Wiry. I'm sheathed in muscle. I glance around. Where am I? Why am I here? Who am I? So many questions flood my head, so I perch on the edge of the cot I was in and rub my eyes hard. Something stirs inside me, something primal and kind of... lupine. Strong. Fearless. Wild. Come on, it says. Why the fuck are you just sitting here? Why don't you go and explore and find what the hell your name is?

I stand, agreeing perfectly with this weird sense. Which is definitely not the common type. Something tells me that normal people don't have this. Normal? Does that mean I'm abnormal? With a sigh, I walk over to the door and turn the chrome handle. There's no lock, so I push, then pull. Nothing. It's locked. A wave of panic flows through me, and even though I know it won't open, I check the door again. My gaze flicks over the room. Bare. What if I'm some sort of science experiment? I wouldn't be surprised if I woke up with an IV in my arm.

Turning to the door, I take a deep breath. Not because I'm scared. Because I'm angry. I'm angry that someone would trap me in a room and take away my memory and leave me with no answers. And I know perfectly well that this isn't some hospital, because despite the smell and lights and all that shit, the door wouldn't be like this. Like they wanted to keep me in here. Whoever they are.

Sighing, I sit back down on the bed and push the heels of my hands into my eyes, calming myself. Now is not the time to panic. Because if I do, I'll just end up spending all my energy scratching at the walls. Instead, I glare at my cell. Well, not a cell, but it's pretty much like one. I'm trapped inside. That's all that matters.

Footsteps in the corridor outside sound, and I cock my head as they approach. The sound of a key in a lock and then the door eases open. I don't attack. I don't know who these people are. I want to get out, but I'd rather bide my time than show them what I can do. But I still jump out of my skin and crouch on the floor, growling softly, ears back, ready to pounce. Because I've Shifted. My form is no longer human, it's a wolf. A huge wolf. The lupine instinct inside me grows a little, and I keep my eyes fixed on the man in a lab coat standing in the doorway, my lips pulled back in a snarl. Honestly, I'm not surprised. I mean, there has to be some reason the weird lupine instinct was there. And Shifting was as easy as walking. Which strikes me as crazy, but I just keep my eyes on the scientist.

'Hello, Agent Minka Williams.'

I Shift back, but only for a second, just so I can speak.

'Who's Agent Minka Williams?' I demand, which strikes me as stupid, because he just called me that.

'You. I see you've rediscovered your other form. It's an Asgardian wolf, if you were wondering.' He chuckles, and I flick an ear at him, disliking his tone. And that word 'rediscovered'. 'Your brain is also enhanced, so you can learn languages and other facts very quickly.' He hugs his clipboard to his chest. 'All thanks to us. Soon, the serum we ran into your blood will start working, and some information about what we would like you to do next will pop into your brain. When that happens, knock on the door, and we'll let you out.'

I Shift back, and something controls my lips and makes me speak.

'Yessir.'

He smiles grimly.

'Hail HYDRA.'

I salute, and my previous panic starts melting away, replaced by purpose.

'Hail HYDRA.'