WANDA'S POINT OF VIEW
My head hurts more than my mind control.
All I can remember was everyone meeting in the lab waiting for y/n & Bucky, then boom, everyone hits the floor.
I groan as I rise up like i'm waking up from a nap and look around.
The entire lab is destroyed. Papers are everywhere, glass is in multiple pieces around us all, tables and machines are broken.
"The fuck happened?" I hear a groggy voice say and turn to see Sam on his bottom with one hand rubbing his head and the other on his side, holding him up.
The lights ahead flicker and one is hanging on by a wire. The wire starts to slowly rip before it heads down for us. I look over to where Sam and notice he is about to be hit by the light.
I use my power to thrust Sam out the way about a few feet from where he was before the light hits the ground, breaking into pieces with a loud shattering noise.
Sam's eyes widen after processing what happened and he rubs the back of his neck. "Thanks Wanda.."
After a while of discussing what happened, everyone woke up with huge headaches and pain in different places.
"So are we going to discuss what happened?" Tony speaks up after using his desk to hold him up and look around his destroyed lab.
"Exactly what I was thinkin-" Clint gets cut off by the (surprisingly) working elevator. The doors pry open to reveal Bucky in tears and matted hair.
He takes us all by surprise but before anyone could ask any questions, he speaks:
"Pierce took y/n, he was never dead, Emily and Killian are siblings, She sacrificed herself for my freedom and I need to find her!" He blurts out taking everyone by shock.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE WAITING FOR?! GET THE FUCK UP, GET THIS SHIT TOGETHER AND LETS GO FIND MY FUCKING GIRLFRIEND!"
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promise - b. barnes
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