Three winter soliders. two taken by hydra. one the other Tao thought was dead.
she was froze, brainwashed, mind don't red, remade.... she has a metal arm ... instead of left, its her right. meaning she used it more then she wanted, being right-hande...
The Winter Solider shit was crazy. People were blaming Bucky. They said that he made the girl do it. Yeah. The Second Winter Solider, is a girl. Bucky barely remembered her. Only that she had dark brown eyes , and hair, and she was skinny, and Maybe 5'7- 5'8. Bucky hated that they wanted to kill a kid who had no clue what they were doing. And he hated that anyone would do anything to someone who looked so innocent. Buts that's most likely the reason they picked her though. Because in a murderer, She wouldn't be suspected right away. Bucky wanted to track her down and help her. I agreed with him. Tony wanted to find out who she was. Well didn't we all want to? As the News continued, Bucky stood up, turned the TV off, and sat back down.
~two days later~
Bucky's P.O.V
As I was walking back from that stupid therapy, I heard gunshots. I was taking a short cut, so I figured I wouldn't be to bad to see what it was. People were running around screaming, rushing out of a bank. I ran in to the bank,and in the middle of it was a woman dressed in grey and black. She had a black mask, A knife and gun.her long brown hair hung down to her mid back. Most of her face was covered by her hair, and the black mask. But I could tell her eyes where dark brown. They were hard, and mixed with what seemed like anger, Or sacredness. It was a mix. if I could get that mask off, I can see who she is and if I knock her out, I could take her to the Avengers and, they could Help her... She held a an by his hair wth her metal arm. It looked just like mine did while I was under hydras control. She held a gun to his head, while he begged."P...please...." The man stuttered. She looked up at me."hey, let him go..." I said, She said nothing. "You can't talk me out if this..." She said. "We'll see about that in a second" I say. She drops the man, kicking him away with her foot. And she started forwards me. I stayed put."you don't have to do this...you don't have to listen to them " I Said in a soft voice."shut up... Sweet talking me won't change the fact that I am about to kill you." She was out of ammo, so she threw the gun, and pulled out a knife. I lunged for her mask, and I pulled it off. She moved out of my reach, and she threw the knife. I caught it, and threw it behind me. She aimed a kick .to my stomach, but I caught her foot, and flipped her over, she landed on her back, and she looked up at me, I looked at her face carefully. No... It can't be...she died 75 years ago.... I thought. It was exactly. Who me and Steve saw die... Exactly who I watched Hydra kill after they dragged both of us to their base, after she tried to save me. I lost my left arm... She lost her right. She was right handed, just like me....I felt so bad for her. Chloe .... I could remember her eyes.... How they were soft and kind most of the time. Now....she had a confused, angry, scared look. Her eyes hard. But it as much as they were when she held a gun to a mans head. She backed away from me.
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She said nothing."I told you..."I said. "who are you and what do you want" she muttered. She didn't talk much. It was a good and bad thing. "I'm James Buchanan Barnes.... And I want to help you" I said. "No you don't, that's what they all say, and they all end up" she stopped. "They promise you answers, about were you are, and who you are, but they hurt you and take the only memories you have away. I know, they did the same thing to me." I said, taking my gloves and jacket off. She looked at my arm. "How can I trust you" she says."because were friends. " I say taking a step to her, and crouching in front of her. "Then why don't I remember you?" she muttered. It was almost a Whisper.
"Well I remember you... And that's all that matters... You can trust me... I don't have weapons, or hand cuffs, I hate the FBI, and I'm not an Avenger,I swear." I say. "Your not A killer Chloe ... You don't have to do this... Your strong enough to fight this... I can help you." I continue, using her pet name that I gave her in the '30s. Her eyes weren't as hard as they were, I thought I was looking in a mirror for a moment. She had the same scared look I had.
With out another word, I helped her up. She looked at me, well stared, Debating on weather she should trust me or not. Then of course, she punched me, and kicked me in the stomach and she ran. Through the back, and out the broken window. "Damn it..." I grunted. Standing up. Yep... She was also a super soldier... I wasn't very surprised. I thought about following her... But she must be long gone now. I went home, going through the back as well, the cops would be there soon. ~~~~ When I got back to my apartment, I called Steve, and told him everything. " meet me, Nat and Sam at my place... I would talk now... But me and Nat have....um plans...." Steve said over the phone. I smiled at the thought of him having sex. "Okay punk, enjoy it" I joked and hung up. I threw the phone onto the small couch. And I kicked off my shoes , and I pulled my shirt and jeans off, and I Laid down on the floor were I slept. I looked at the ceiling, soon drifting off to sleep.
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