Widower (Marvel)

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Rory's POV*

I woke up to the sound of yelling but pretended to be sleep. "I'm not letting him take him!" Is that Natalia's voice? "He's a danger to the team." That sounds like Stark. "He's a kid!" That is Natalia's voice. "Yeah, a kid that is also a killer that could kill us any moment!" Stark yelled. "I can help him." She yelled back. "Let's be honest if Barnes wasn't there, you would have been hurt. He almost killed you the last two times. Let's not let there be another time or let him succeed." Widower tried to kill her again? What else did he do? 

I turned over on my side and felt light headed. "Easy. Your hurt." I looked to see Winter Soldier in a chair near my bed. I look at him before analyzing I was in a medical room. Probably something Widower did. "What did he do?" I asked Winter Soldier. He looked confused before realizing it was me not Widower. 

"Well when you guys were training he came out and broke your wrist and tried to kill Natasha so, we stepped in. Widower just wouldn't stop and kept trying to fight so Clint shot him with an arrow that electrocuted him but he didn't stop so, I had to order him to. I don't know why he actually listened to me instead of attacking me."

 I sighed. That was a lot to take in. "We listen to you because you are the Winter Soldier and you taught us in Hydra. You are considered a superior. You were the only person who kept us from going insane." I answered.

 "My name is Bucky now. Call me Bucky or Barnes. I don't go by the Winter Soldier anymore. I'm not controlled by Hydra anymore." I nodded and thought about what he said for a couple minutes. "So why am I cuffed to the bed. You know, that seems a little suspicious to me." I asked playfully. "Well just incase Widower comes out and tries to hurts Natasha." I just nodded and lied back down. 

I felt bad about what Widower had done. I should've tried to fight for control. I should've decided to not come here and do what I wanted to do in the first place. All I wanted was to go my home, not Hydra, not Red Room, not with Dreykov, but the place I spent my life and my brother's life with a sliver of normality. Or as much as I've had in my life. 

I wanted to go home look at me and my brother's pictures and things before I decided to live off the grid and/or leave this forsaken life. I don't care if I go to Heaven or Hell. The kid before Hydra and Red Room deserved Heaven. But for Widower and me, all the things we did, we deserve to go to Hell or at least something to make up for our mistakes. 

"They're arguing because of me and Widower aren't they?" Winter Sol-....Barnes looked at me and nodded. "If they want to put me in Jail, SHEILD, or anything worser, let them." He raised a brow and I sighed. "Me and Widower are not saints. We did all kinds of horrible things because of Hydra. We deserve what we get." 

"Hydra made you do that stuff right?" 

"Right."

"And if you didn't you would get punished or killed correct?"

"Correct."

"So they made you do it. Both of you are not at fault."

"That doesn't change the fact that I killed multiple people. They aren't coming back because of me and Widower. Me and Widower killed adults, children, elderly, anyone Hydra or Red Room told me to. Those people aren't coming back. Their blood was actually on my hands. Widower pulled that trigger. Widower was the one who tried to kill Natalia. He's in my head, my body, which means it's my fault."  I shot back. 

"Yeah but-" He tried to say something back but Natalia and Stark burst through the doors along with some other people. They were with some man with agents following him. "Widower, you are under arrest for man slaughter, assassination, mass murder, and multiple other violations. You will be going to the Raft. You have the right to remain silent." The man said. 

"Stop! Jameson!" Natalia yelled. "He's just a kid. He was under the control of Hydra." Yelled Barnes. The rest of the Avengers must have woke up because they were also being restrained by agents. 

A tall blonde agent came over to me and undid the cuffs that cuffed me to the bed and cuffed both my wrists a little too tight. "Stop!" Barnes tried to get out of the arms of the agents who were restraining him. "If you keep fighting Soldier you will be also held in the raft!" Yelled the man Natalia called Jameson. Barnes started to fight against them so they tranquilized him. 

"What's it gonna be kid? You wanna end up like him or go willingly? The choice is up to you." The blonde agent said as he pointed to Barnes. I shook my head and got up despite my sore leg and wrist. "That's what I thought." He said smugly. I just glared at him when he said that. Like if I wanted to I could probably take out most of these stupid agents without having a single drop of blood on my clothes. 

"That has to be illegal!" Spidermans exclaimed. They were all held back by agents. Most of the Avengers were fighting against them but knew they would be tranquilized. I looked over to see Natalia looking at me. She had a sad expression on her face but hid it with a determined expression. She nodded at me as a goodbye so I nodded back. It was truly sad seeing most of the Avengers fight for me except Tony. I wasn't dumb I knew he called them on me especially by the dirty looks he was getting from the other Avengers. 

In the corner of my eyes they started to drag Barnes out to the elevator away from the Avengers. "He doesn't have anything to do with this. Let him go!" I told the Agents but they ignored me. I was fine with me going to the raft but not him. He already suffered from Hydra he didn't need to suffer with me in the raft. "Let them go. You can't do take him. They pardoned him." Captain America yelled. "Yes we can. We can since he fought and injured one of the agents and interfering with the law. And if the rest of you want to keep it up you can be the same as him." Said Jameson. Jameson did a circular signal with his hands motioning to round us up. 

They grabbed Barnes and me with the other agents and put us all in the elevator. It was very cramped and very uncomfortable. I could smell the sweat from them. The blonde agent pulled me closer to him in the corner of the elevator. "Boss is going to have so much fun with you guys." He said. I gagged at his breathe though. "I'm sorry.  I'm sorry but your breathe can really pack a punch." He huffed and pulled me through the elevator when the doors opened.  I couldn't help but wonder what he meant by 'fun'.