A Soldiers Dance | Bucky Barnes

I hate snow

I awoke to the feeling the cold surround me, moving my hands and feet, I could feel snow. I was lying in wet, cold as fuck snow, I sit up rubbing my head
"Ooooh, well this is fucking great" as I slap my hands against the snow. I saw all the blood around me still rubbing my head, I felt so sore my muscles tender from the fall.

"Can I never just wake up comfy and pleasant?"

Trying to remember a simpler time, when waking from a big spread out bed, with soft sheets and no alarm bells or times frame were a thing just sleeping in and enjoying the calming comfort.

For a moment I  flashbacks to Bucky leaning his arm around me in a bed kissing my right shoulder as I
lied on my stomach spreading my legs out entangled in his
"What if we stay here forever" an echoing voice hits my head.

I jump up focusing back to reality, looking around to figure out how the hell I was going to make my way back, looking down I notice a hole in my suit
Putting my finger through it, blood but no wound. I must've healed from the tesseracts energy. I usually have to heal my self focusing on absorbing the energy around me then transfer it where I want, my powers were expanding automatically protecting me.. cool.

I began to remember, I needed to find Bucky or atleast his body, I was dreading to see him dismembered and dead. I trotted through the snow pulling my legs up from ankle deep frost.

It had felt like hours making my way through the snow when I heard it, moans of someone.
"Bucky!" I gasped trying to follow the sound

I look around trying to notice anything, I find trickles of blood, I decided to follow it. The trickles got bulkier the closer I got to the sounds of rustling and moans, I finally reached the what I was looking for. There buried in the snow was a men, half unconscious.. his arm his left arm torn off, probably from impact. It was Bucky and he was alive!

I ran over to him to examine looking at his wounds,
I look at Barnes chest, as I see it rise. Put my hand on him feeling his heart pound to a fast beat, looking at him made my stomach flutter. I ripped some of my suit to make a secure binding to wrap around Barnes arm to limit the bleeding. His head turned to me, looking me up and down puzzled. I light my hand arm touching his severed arm,
"I'm going to help with the pain"

I tighten the grip around his arm, he starts to yell in agony. I put my glowing hand on the opening of his wound, trying to stop the bleeding, I cauterise the flesh with the heat from my hand. I heard him scream in pure agony, my other hand trying to hold him down. I felt awful for hurting him so more but I needed to stop this bleeding or he would die in this snow.

My genuine first thought was how the fuck was he alive, how did he survive that drop?

I began to dragging him through the snow by his boot, rustling through it all, trying to find cover from this heavy wind.

Without expectations trucks showed up near a gathering of trees, all pointing there guns at us. I had no idea who they were, I was definitely not prepared or strong enough to fight them off with a fucked up bucky. They spoke in German, inform they were hydras men ordered to pick me up, I'd put it together Zola must've put a locator on me just in case I went for a 'walk'. FUCK. I had to pretend I was still the darkling, I had to give off the illusion I was still under Zola's control, maybe this could help save Buckys life.

"Zola wants this" as I dropped his foot looking back at Buckys dazed face. They men around me picked up Bucky up by his arms and feet dragging him over to the truck, they seemed to be struggling, I could clearly hear Bucky moaning in pain from his missing arm.