Spy number 1 (Bucky Barnes) part 1

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This story is one of the dreams i had with Bucky Barnes. I just romanticized it a little.

Mention of guns and violences. 
Hope you like it !


I was running through all the compartments of the train, pushing every person off of my way while whispering some apologizes. I had to get out. It was a matter of life or death. I knew that it was nearly the end of the train so i had to find something, anything! If they found me, I would be a dead spy. But before my escape, I must find something, a memory card with the name of the most dangerous people of the world, that was my mission. I knew who had it and I had an idea to what I could do to take it back.

I entered a compartment with my backpack. There were 3 people, probably a family. The man had a pipe in his hands, a tuxedo and a mustache, he was very elegant. The woman was quite pretty, she had dark hair, bubbly eyes and a big nose which strangely made her look even prettier. Just next to her, a young boy, he was looking at me with big eyes and a weird expression on his face. When I opened the door they all looked at me stunned.

"I'm sorry to announce you that I require this compartment. Please, get out." I said politely.

They weren't moving a finger, so I add. "NOW !" They took their stuffs and left me alone, not without letting some "freak" out when they did. I changed my clothes and took my wig, I became blonde, had a false nose and a different corpulence. I was now Mrs. Barkly from the staffs of the train.

I went to the last compartment and opened the door. There he was, he was known as the "winter soldier" or as "Bucky Barnes". He was an incredible spy too but sadly we weren't working for the same agency. He had short brown hair, some marvelous blue eyes and had the body of a Greek god. I would have died just to be in his arms. He was with his partner "captain America" or "Steve Rogers". Yes, they had chosen their surname, god these guys loved comics. He was more like the geek behind the spy. He was a blond-haired and blue-eyed man, very smart and quite athletic. He was really handsome too but not really my type. They both looked up from their books to look at me. I took an accent to try to cover my own English one.

"Hello sweethearts! Do you need something?"

I was scanning the room to see what I was looking for. Found it! It was just next to the brown-haired man.

"No it's okay, thank you." They both looked back at their books.

"Not even the- *sound of glass* Ah- what an idiot!"

I let a glass slipped from my fingers and broke on the floor. Bucky came to help me; we were both on the floor trying to pick the pieces. He looked up at me and I saw in his eyes that he knew who I was.

"Your eyes..." he said, "Have we met?"

I looked up and prepared myself. I had a needle full of a paralyzing substance. I sticked it to his neck. I caught him just before he landed on the floor. Every muscle of his was paralyzed but his eyes were still opened.

"We have" I whispered to him.

I let him here and went to the compartment with another one in my hands. I sticked it to the captain's neck too. They were both lying on the floor, powerless. I sat them next to eachothers because I didn't want to be suspected. I took the briefcase and changed my outfit once again. I took out my shirt revealing my bra.

"Try not to drool boys." I said smiling, feeling their eyes on me.

I finished to change and sit in front of them. The train landed 5 minutes later. I was just in time. The neurotoxic substance gave me 5 minutes more. Everything goes as planned, 5 minutes before the boys in front of me started to move, just what I needed.

"Gentlemen, that's where I stop, see you again!" I smirked while doing a curtsey.

I was out of the train, safe, mission nearly accomplished. And I chose this moment to remember that some really bad guys were pursuing me. They were 30 feet behind me. I had to get out of this train station alive or else it would be a disaster. I sank in the mob, trying to be as invisible as possible. I knew I was about to fight but right now I was in pure denial.


To be continued...

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