Rebuilt

Chapter 20

ALL TRANSLATIONS OF LANGUAGES WILL BE NOTED AT THE END AS ITS EASIER

We were all stood there eyeing the almost decapitated head that John was so ominously towering over. Blood cavased the side of the classic patriotic sheild...almost completely obliterating all that it stood for. For a moment or two he truly looked monstrous...almost traumatizing. Out of nowhere John bolted from his stance and Sam took off after him. Bucky however didn't move...I think it was because I was still leaning into him and he didn't want to leave me.

"It's alright I'll get rid of all these people." I assured with a happy smile. He took off after Sam at his really weird speed and I was alone...with around 100 people. "neko šeit redzēt." I yelled at the crowd. About 60 people left. "здесь ничего нет." Everyone else left and it was just me and the body left. I took out my phone and dialled my father. After 3 rings he picked up. "Dad we need a body recovery crew in Riga...I'm not 100% where we are but just track my phone...Walker went rogue."

"Okay okay I'll send one...did he hurt you or cyborg or pigeon?" Dad asked exasperatedly down the phone.

"No but he practically decapitated someone and there is blood everywhere." My voice lifted in volume due to me trying not to vomit. I don't know my voice does that.

"Alright sweetie you can go I don't want you to see that anymore...just go find Buck or something." He commanded through the phone. How he knew I was alone was beyond me but oh well.

"Yes yes I got it just...send the crew...bye love you...tell Iris I love her too."

"Love you too sweetie...go." I took my dads advice and ran in the directions of Bucky. Luckily I didn't have to run tooooo far beacuse the urge to run very abruptly dissolved.

After about five minutes I came across  an abandoned building that was currently emitting rather loud grunts...now either there was an orgy going on in there or it was the gang. I let out a loud huff before entering the building. Luckily it was not an orgy but it was three testosterone filled people tackling eachother.

I honestly couldn't deal with with three fighting men anymore so I clenched my fists and blasted them to the corner of the room to stop them. "Enough." I yelled holding them there. "Just stop fighting for 5 god damn minutes and come to the conclusion that Walker just killed a man infront of about 100 people and you are fighting like children...grow up." I scolded loudly. None of them responded...that was when I remembered that I was stopping them from moving so I unclenched my fist and they all moved. John sprinted off probably due to embarrassment.

The sheild was still lay in the middle of the room so I approached it tentatively and threw it infront Sam. "Don't give it away this time." I said flatly and walked off. I had to let them talk it out amongst themselves. "Babacas." I hissed to myself and made my way back to our apartment.

Why couldn't they just deal with things like adults. Like someone was just murdered and their first instinct was to try and hurt eachother and it just pissed me off.

I ran up the steps of the apartment and entered and just let out a loud yell. It was too much...all I wanted was to live in Italy in an abandoned art museum with Bucky and Iris...and I don't know paint for a living and have tea in our back garden in beautiful flowy dresses...but no I'm in the beautiful country of Latvia trying to stop global destruction so that's fun.

Out the corner of my eye I saw a white piece of paper taped onto a door. I quircked my eyebrow and approached it. It was an envelope with my name on it. I quickly snatched it off and opened it. Inside was a letter from dad reading:

Yo Y/n
I thought I'd write you a letter or something because I know you never answer calls you only make them. I could hear that maybe you were upset because your voice did that thing (you really need to get that under control...you know being a spy and all) anyway I could tell you were upset so I decided to print out some pictures of Iris and put them in this letter along with pictures of baby fluffy cows to cheer you up. guess im going old school. i don't like it...anyway enjoy the pictures.