Red Room Assassin || Bucky Barnes (discontinued)

11. Goodbye 🩸

It is a day like every other one. At least for everyone besides me. My sister and I are planing this day since 6 months. Everything has to be perfect. Because today is the day.  My morning is like every other morning. Getting ready and then training.

I'm not nervous, neither am I scared but I need this to work. It took me a while to understand that the Red Room is not a place where I can stay. But I can't just leave her.

I made a plan to escape and I will take my sister with me.

Olivia and I are not the closest but we just have each other. We have the same mother. Both of us don't know who our father is but we are not interested in it either. We often fight with each other. Sparing lessons. I have to train her because she is not the best at fighting. She is so much better with weapons. But thats not enough. We are training every two days for 4 hours. Otherwise she is getting killed. And to be honest I don't want to lose her. Not that I would ever admit that. She looks nothing like me. She is much smaller than me. Her hair is blond, long and thin. She has green eyes with a bit of brown in it. When the sun shines it even looks golden. I just heard her laughter once. We were training and I fell. It looked funny so she started laughing. It was nice to hear her laughing when we actually have nothing what's wort laughing for. Other than me she does have hope. She loves flowers and butterflies. She likes laying down in green gras and admire the nature. Olivia is the complete opposite from me.

Today has to be perfect.

I open the large metal door and step in a room with a black floor and red lights. It's empty. In the past it used to let run a shiver down my spine. The emptiness, loneliness and darkness used to frighten me. When you know how many girls let their life in this room it would scare everyone. If you would go with black-light over floor and walls- even the ceiling- you could see the residues from the blood on it. I saw many girls die in the Red Room but I can't help but think of what would happen if one of those girls will be my sister one day. Am I gonna be sad? Maybe angry or frighten? Or will it just be like with every other person- I simply done care? I never lost someone who I care about. Not that I would have one. Do I. Do I care about Olivia? I feel responsible for her. After all she is two years younger than me. When I think of what could happen to her I feel my stomach twist and pain in my chest. The though pushes a shiver over my whole body. Does it feels like that to be scared of losing someone?

I walk forward and deeper in the red lighted room and stop at a wall full with weapons on it. I look at the weapons and thing about with what we are gonna start. Suddenly I hear the door open from behind me and someone steps in the room. I already know who it is. I turn around and she the blond in front of me. Her green eyes full of hope. The hope to get finally out of here. The place where we saw the first time how someone got killed. The first time we tortured someone and got tortured. The first time we killed someone. The first time we danced balled. The first time I got my first mission. This place holds so many memory's.

She takes a couple of steps foreword. Moving closer to me. Her blond straight hair moving with every steps she takes. I can see she's nervous. She is fiddling with her fingers. I understand why. This is more important for her than for me. I'm not a fan of the Red Room but I fit better in it than Olivia. She's innocent. She's kind, loving and full of hope. Even after all she saw.

„You are late." I say with a deep Russian accent.

„Sorry." Her voice high and innocent.

„Today is important." I say to her. My voice calm but inside me there is a big storm. I'm not calm. Because this needs to work more than anything.