used | the falcon and the winter soldier

Part 1

Zemo's feet thumped against the cobbled street as he made his way towards the group of children playing a game not too far away. He could feel Bucky and Sam's gaze on his neck as his trench coat swished around him and he got closer to the small group of people.

He began to sing softly and as he approached and the kids stopped laughing and shouting to look at him.

He continued to sing as he dragged a stool out from under a table and sat on a bench behind it. He pulled out a brown paper bag of sweets and scattered them onto the stool, concluding his song.

"Turkish delight," he said with a sympathetic smile. "It was always my son's favourite."

One of the girls from the group approached and uncertainly took a candy from the stool.

"My old friend Donya passed away," he said with a most convincing look of sorrow on his face. "I would like to pay my last respects. Do you know where her funeral will be?"

The girl nodded, her wavy hair swaying in the light breeze.

Zemo beckoned her forward and she walked towards him and whispered the location of the event in his ear. As she walked back to her friends Zemo spoke again.

"Do you see those men over there?" he asked, referring to Bucky and Sam. "They are very bad. Not to be trusted. Donya is our little secret okay?"

They all nodded and Zemo's face broke into a smile as he passed over the rest of the Turkish delight. As the girl turned to eagerly hand out the sweets to her friends, a voice rangs out.

"Alex?"

A girl around the age of sixteen came walking down the street wearing a khaki green jacket over a thin white t-shirt. Her black jeans were a few inches too short in the leg and she looked confused and slightly suspicious as her battered Converse thumped onto the street.

"Que estas haciendo?" she asked of the girl with the Turkish delight.

The smaller of the two indicated Zemo.

"I just wanted to bring a little joy to their day," Zemo said with a smile.

She still looked suspicious but Zemo thought the she didn't understand.

"No english?" he asked. "Quiero hacer mal el dia."

"My English is fine unlike your Spanish," she said, rolling her eyes. "What were you talking to them about?"

"I just wanted to-"

"Fine don't tell me," she said, cutting him off. "But don't think I won't find out. Vamos hermana," she added to the other girl and they set off down the street, conversing in rapid Spanish.

Halfway down the street, they paused and the older girl turned back to face Zemo again again.

"Stay away from my family."

And with that, she turned away again, blue hair swishing in the chilly wind.

Zeno walked back to Bucky and Sam.

"Cute kids," he said.

"Even the one that was mad with you?" Sam asked sceptically.

Zemo shrugged.

"They've been through a lot."