𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑 ~ 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐒

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My head was acing, it felt like the whole room was spinning. My head was heavy, hanging down to my lap. How long was I out? An hour? Maby more.

I was sitting, I could tell that much.

I could taste metal on my lips, I was bleeding. I tried to lift my hands to touch the blood but they wouldn't move.

When I looked down threw my dazed sight I saw leather restrains round my hands and legs, connecting me to a metal chair.

I let out a whimper, trying to break free, I leant over trying to bite the restrains to pull them loose but I was too weak and everything hurt.

My stomach was sore, I couldn't tell if my stitches had torn but if they did I would have bled to death already.

I threw my head back, trying to blow my hair out my face but it was sticking to dried blood on my head.

I looked around the room, it was big, practically empty beside the chair I was sitting on. Everything was a rusted metal. Brown and yellows staining the walls.

"Hello?" I coughed, my breathing heavy with how weak I was "is anybody there!"

"Hellloooooo!!!" I called out "I think you accidentally tied me to chair! Helllooooo!!!!!!"

"Jesus Christ will you shut up!"

She walked into the room, her brown haired curled past her shoulders. Her heeled boots clicked on the ground. My jaw fell open, my sarcastic commets vanishing from my mind.

"Suprise!" She grinned, shrugging her shoulders "I'm back from the dead! Isn't that exciting!"

I stared at her, tears filling in my eyes. I pulled against the restrains, pushing myself back into the chair, trying to get as far away from her as I could.

"What's the matter, Big sis? Cat got your tongue?" Gwen pouted.

"H— How" my mouth was hanging open, seeing her for the first time in 8 years.

"Long story" She sighed "See the thing is, when you Shot me, didn't kill me. Hurt like a bitch, but didn't kill me. Strucker sent me over seas, a base in the USA. They tortured me and experimented on me, wanted to se show far they could bend my powers."

"You've been alive this whole time?" My eyes widened.

"Yes, keep up" She rolled her eyes "As I was saying, they wanted to see what I was capable off. Remember that time I brought there bird back. Well I can do it on people now, dead people to be exact, but the only way I can bring them back is if I give them a mission, a purpose. Like that guy who I sent to give you my message. Once he did what he was supposed to, he died again, the same way he did before."

I paused, taking all this in. "So— Nate?"

"Nate died that day in the fire, I dug up his bones and brought him back. His mission hasn't ended yet so he's still a walking, breathing, sorta living person" She crossed her arms, leaning her weight on one leg.

"This can't be happening" I breathed out, my head dripping to my lap as I squeezed my eyes shut, hopping I would wake up in bed with Bucky at my side and all this would be over.

"And I'm not even finished yet" She chuckled "I met a friend while I was at that base, me and him have something in common. We both want you dead."

"Your gonna have to be specific" I lifted my head "A lot of people want me dead."

"Hey sweetheart."

I looked over to a gated door, he was leaning against it, his blonde hair slicked back to show his perfectly structured face.