Berlin, Germany- 2016
Raz had remained in the room for an hour sitting on the table. He decided to stay in the room and wait for someone to come in, but he was running out of patience.
Just then, the door opened. Natasha walked into the room.
"I'm surprised you didn't run off with your sister." She said after she had looked at the cameras to see him still sitting in there a few moments ago. "I came here to make a deal."
Raz looked at her curiously waiting for her to continue.
After receiving no reply, Nat started to explain her deal.
"I spoke to Tony and we agreed, if you help us find and take in your sister, Barnes and the two other people they are with, I promise that we will clean yours and your sister's record so you can start clean without anyone coming for you." She was careful not to mention Bucky in that deal knowing that a peaceful journey for him would be near to impossible.
Raz knew the game she was playing. He had witnessed Nish do it many times when they needed a location from someone. He kept looking at her, trying to read her expressions. It also gave him time to think. He would never take the deal knowing that Bucky wouldn't get a life with them.
As he continued to think, Nat tried her best to read his expression but just like his sister, he remained emotionless. She was cut out of her trance when Raz made a sudden movement to shake her hand.
She flinched just a little before she realised it was just a hand shake. She placed her hand in his and shook it.
When she pulled away, Nat began to walk out. She gestured with her head for him to follow. He slid off the table and walked behind her. They were then met with T'Challa who had just spoken to by the devious red haired assassin.
"Do you have a suit?" Nat asked Raz.
He replied with a shrug and gestured to what he was wearing. This was the outfit he had put on this morning. Nat was starting to wonder if he would ever reply with words.
"Well I guess that will do." She said eyeing his cargo pants, T-Shirt, leather jacket and AirForce 1s. "Any non-killing weapons you would want to use in particular?"
Raz knew that she was unaware that he couldn't speak, but he signed anyway so she could get the hint. 'I guess any non-killing guns will do.'
Nat sighed getting the picture. "You're mute." He replied with a nod and thumbs up. He then gestured a pen and pad action hoping she understood.
T'Challa grabbed a small notebook and pen from a table he was standing next to and gave it to Raz.
Raz wrote down a list of weapons he wanted and handed it to Natasha. She was impressed yet disturbed at the amount of non killing weapons he knew. How many killing ones did he know about?
"I'll see what I can do." She gave him a smile before leading the two of them to the control room where Tony and Rhodes were. They now needed to work out where it was the 'criminals' would be.
Nish was sitting in the back of a very uncomfortable car alongside Bucky who had a large frame.
"So Nish," Sam said breaking the silence. "How old are you?"
"Depends on the context. Physically, 11, mentally, 35, agility wise, 24 and my actual age is 66. Why?" She replied with curiosity.
"Your file didn't explain that you were frozen. You had photos of you being a child when you should have been at leat 30. It really confused a lot of us but we put two and two together. You just confirmed it." Sam answered.
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Misery and Destruction
FanfictionIn 1950, HYDRA created 30 artificial soldiers so they could find the perfect weapon. Experiment after experiment, training session after training session led to broken minds and indestructible living weapons. ⚠️⚠️This story contains violence, tortu...