Mother Nature ||| Bucky Barnes

14 | 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐀𝐦 𝐈?

𝙰𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙰 𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙵𝙵
2014, 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚢-𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛

I was awoken by a knice sharpening. Typical. I couldn't speak, due to a gag in my mouth. I tried to listen for any clues as to where I am, but soon found out my hearing aids weren't in. Fun. I looked and saw my ankles and wrists tied up. Blood was still visible on my stomach and my wrist was bent at a funny position.

Once my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw my hearing aids crushed underneath my converse. A very creepy man was sitting in the corner along with guards. I recognized him.

"Pierce?" I mumbled against my gag.

He looked at me upon hearing my attempts to speak. He tried to speak, but I couldn't hear him. I shook my head at him, which hurt like a bitch and incited a migraine.

Pierce laughed at me, making me scrunch my face up. I had no clue where I was, but based on the red star and the HYDRA symbol on the wall, I had a pretty good guess that I was in a base. I was chained up against a wall, but I could see a chair in the center of the room that I knew all too well. I had been in an exact replica of that chair many times.

That chair was where many of my worst nightmares were born. My mind had been controlled and brainwashed so many times in that chair. My powers, my angelic powers were used to kill dozens of people. My breathing was heavy and my chest got tight. Eventually, I knocked myself out with my erratic breathing.

*flower*

When I woke up, hours later based on the clock on the wall, my head was pounding in pain. Pierce was gone, replaced by STRIKE leader, Brock Rumlow. I always knew he was sus.

He noticed I was awake, and sauntered over to me with two small objects in his hand. He started speaking to me as he knelt in front of me before grabbing my head and turning it to the side to my exposed ears. He placed one object in and then moved on to the other side. Once he was done, he grabbed a remote and turned them on, a loud frequency buzzing in my ears, making me cry in pain. It was gone as soon as it came.

He smirked at me, before grabbing my broken arm, pulling my gag down and making me look him in the eye. "Can you hear me, Junior?" He mocked.

I rolled my eyes at him. He took the hint.

"We need to have a chat, Alessia. About Fury. And your boyfriend." Rumlow said as he pulled a chair up in front of me.

I looked at him funny. Should I mess with him?

I decided to. Pray for me. "I wish Rudy Pankow was my boyfriend, but-" I started before he sent a slap to my face, shutting me up.

I smiled slightly as I felt the sting. Mission complete. "That's no way to treat a lady, Brock."

"Shut up. Where were you and Fury headed?" He asked me.

I answered immediately. "He was taking me to see a specialist in New York. I've been having brain issues." I said while smiling.

"Where is Captain Rogers?" Brick asked sternly.

"Probably with my sister. I don't have a tracker on them." I shrugged.

He was going to ask me more until Pierce reappeared with a guest. The Winter Soldier.

They conversed, until Winter was getting treated. I heard Pierce's annoying voice talking to him.

"Mission report, soldier." He said as he stood in front of Winter.

The Soldier didn't even blink. "Three bullets. Dead." He said with no emotion in his voice. I recognized that.

"Did you hear that, kid? Your old pal is dead. Nick Fury is dead. And we have you now. What a great day it is." Pierce said to me with a laugh as he knelt in front of me.

I was fuming. They killed Fury and took me away from my family. My eyes were glowing, and before I knew I was losing control. I liked it, a lot.

I knocked Pierce off his feet and sent vines shooting at him and the surrounding agents. Poisonous gas leaked out of my hands and started infecting anyone around. The pain in my head started increasing with each blast of power. I shocked everyone and myself in the room when I sent an earthquake rippling through the room, knocking everyone off their feet. I heard Pierce shout something, and dozens of agents rushed in, grabbing Winter and attempting to grab me.

As the pain in my head became unbearable, a contraption fell onto my neck from above and sent shockwaves burning through my whole body. I let out a gutwrenching scream and was picked up from my place on the ground and shoved into the mind chair. My words were jumbled, but anyone in the room could distincly hear my screams for help and my begging for the pain to stop.

It didn't though. It only increased tenfold as my arms were strapped into the chair and a mouthguard was placed into my mouth. The electricity transfered from my neck to my brain as the metal came down quick. I tried my hardest to forget about this pain and block it out, but it all came back in this moment.

I heard Pierce and Rumlow laughing. "Welcome back, Romanova. Madame V will be thrilled to see you."

I screamed again, but what I was screaming about wasn't clear. I begged for someone, anyone to help me. But nothing came. Because I wasn't that lucky. I didn't even know who I was at this point in the mind control. Someone, tell me. Who Am I?

This chapter sucks, but oh well. Maybe Bucky will come into the next chapter?