Marvel Oneshots

Soldat and the Girl pt.1 ☆

f!readerxBucky&WinterSoldier

Warnings: Guns, kidnapping, sexual assault, whipping, choking, needles, vomiting, drugged

A/N: starting to realize that I really like writing hurtxcomfort fanfics (This one is really long, I considered making the story its own book... lmk would u read it if I made this a seperate book?

The cold metal was pressed against my temple, my breathing hitched as I closed my eyes. I'm going to die.

"Kill her, she's a witness to who you are, she has to die"

"Please, don't make me"

"Soldat! Who gave you permision to speak? Is she worth a punishment? I gave you one order, kill her!"

He's not a soldier, I look him in the eyes, down the barrel of the gun, and I see the same fear I feel.

"Come on, soldat. He's dead. There's no reason to keep up this facade of being a good person. You have one job, killing targets"

He took the gun from my temple, handing it to the other man. His head hung low as he mumbled "I'll obey, I'll take a punishment, just don't make me hurt her. Please"

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From there I got dragged, literally, too a dark metal room. It's always so cold, thank God for my Dad's jacket.

The leader was the one to take me to the next part, the next big cold room. There were so many others, people who had guns in their hands. I fought against the man holding me, kicking and punching.

Others joined the leader in holding me down, pushing me against the large metal chair, strapping my wrists and ankles down.

I tried to move, pulling at my restraints, watching the scientists move about the room.

"This is going to finalize his cooperation"

"Maybe we should just try to find another host for the serum, this is his first time willingly taking punishment in the twenty years we've had him"

"He's the only one out of hundreds of prisoners that was able to live through taking the serum"

"Well, this part is crucial to making it last"

"You ready?"

One of the scientist wiped my arm and knowing that familiar drying of an alcohol pad I immediately panicked. He had a maniacal smirk plastered across his face.

"There it is. She looks just like he did, right before we gave him his serum"

"Please, please no! Don't do this"

"Calm down, it's only going to hurt more if you fight"

"She's a fighter, I can tell, be prepared to hold her down" The leader chimed.

I saw the syringes, pointing into my arm, at the ready. I have to get away. I don't want this. I can feel the tears streaming down my face, my breath catching in my throat.

"No, no, no, no, no, please! Please I'll do anything!"

They pushed into my arm and I finally felt the full extent of the pain. It's like every single vein in my body is coursing with ice, it's burning. I can't breathe, my chest tightened at every movement.

"Please, make it stop"

"Not much of a fighter now"

Tears are streaming across my face, trailing into my neck. My muscles straining against the restraint.

"Please.... please" I screamed, finally getting so weak that I could barely lift my head. Sobbing and shaking. The cold taking over.

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