Winter in Wakanda | Bucky x Fem!Reader

Chapter 17: Backstabber

There she was. She had a thin cloth hood over head but her silk black hair poked out. A young man stood tall next to her as she leaned over a fruit cart to examine the stock.

"You see her?" Bucky asked holding on to the loose part of your sleeve as his eyes locked on to Kate.

"Yep," you sighed your eyes glued on your best friend. What happened? That question has been echoing in your head since you recieved the crumpled napkin from Mr. Lextus. On the pristine surface which was your relationship it seemed as if the two of you were perfect. From the few visits you had there were not any red flags that you could identify or recall. So was it you? Were you just not enough for her to love anymore.

Your purple spikey companions returned and you could feel Bucky's gaze shift to you. You were beautiful and powerful which he admired. He didn't feel intimidated or threatened by the presence of you or your magic. He was impressed and admired you. He felt his cheeks heat up when your hand slipped into his and you held him tightly. You felt secure under his touch as you blankly stared in the direction of the backstabber.

"Stab her," Bucky smiled and the two of you prepared for confrontation.

*

"Find her, Jordan." Kate ordered quietly while she examined a decaying pear.

"I'm doing all I can," facial recgonition sucks in a country with little public records," Jordan replied as he furiously looked through his security app.

"Then find her manually." She growled and walked off, leaving Jordan with the decaying pear. It stared him in the eyes and his tears stared back.

"What am I doing wrong?" He asked the pear. No response but the buzz of a fly. He nodded and walked off searching for the one thing that could please Kate. You.

*

"She's on the move without her partner." Bucky informed you as you guys formulated a plan for Kate.

"Can I burn her?" You asked and your purple spikes formed into dancing purple flames.

"Safety hazard." He shook his head and the flames fell.

"I know I am," you sighed.

"That not what I meant, doll." He told you and placed his hand on yours.

"I know," you laughed and flipped your hand up so you could hold his. He gave you tight squeeze and mantained eye contact with your glowing purple eyes.

    "I love your eyes," he complimented.

    "These or my real color?" You asked trying to force the purple into your e/c.

    "Whichever makes you the happiest." He replied. Hesitant to respond to that, you changed the topic.

"Can I just stab her?" You asked creating a silver dagger in the palm of your hand. In the handle there were purple hearts and vines etched up the side which glowed and shimmered under the sunlight.

"Possibly but I think we should trap her first, get her to talk." Bucky explained.

"Before we do that, I'm going to get breakfast. I can't fight on an empty stomach." You replied. He chuckled and you walked off to a breakfast stand. The man behind to counter took your order and told you that you could wander while he prepared it. You took his advice and walked along the line of produce stands, small shops and animal pens.

You came a across an alley which wasn't brightened by the sun's golden light. In fact it was very dim and you could make out a bulky dumpster which was overflowing with garbage. But there was something else. Something small and black fell of the dumpster which wasn't abnormal. What was strange was the noise it made. It was a squeak or a yelp.