Being Wiped and New Training

20 0 0
                                    

A/N: i LIKE THE IDEA THAT BUCKY TRAINED NATASHA AND YELENA TO FIGHT. I HAVEN'T SEEN BLACK WIDOW YET, BUT I PLAN TO. IT JUST SEEMS LIKE A GOOD IDEA THAT BUCKY TRAINED THE WIDOWS.

The Asset held Anna as she laid limply in his arms. This round of drugs and wiping had been hard on his baby and had driven her to unconsciousness. Karpov had ordered him to take Anna to their quarters and when she woke up he was to start making her accept that he was her father and she was never going to leave him.

Anna whimpered softly into his chest and he wrapped his arms around her, angling her so her face was buried in the crook of his neck. Anna loved his neck and often claimed it and his chest were the most comfortable spots to sleep on. The Asset stroked her hair gently as he kicked open the door and sat down, kissing his daughter's forehead. If it was possible, Anna burrowed deeper into his chest, her whimpering breaking his heart.

"It's all right, baby. Papa's here," the Asset said as Anna latched her little fingers onto his muscular flesh arm.

"My head hurts, Papa," Anna cried softly.

"I know, Doll. But just be still and let Papa hold you," the Asset said as he pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Papa, why?" Anna whimpered.

"Anna tried to run from Papa. They are making sure you don't try again," the Asset said.

"I did?" Anna asked, raising her head to look into his eyes.

The Asset gently laid her head back down on his chest and ran his fingers through her hair. "Be still, Anna, and yes you did. Anna, you are my baby and are never going to leave me," the Asset said, hoping that the drugs that Karpov had put in her to weaken her defiance had activated and she would accept what he was saying.

"I'm never leaving, Papa," Anna said before falling asleep in his arms. The Asset carefully pulled the thin blanket over her and started singing some Russian lullaby to her softly.

 The Asset carefully pulled the thin blanket over her and started singing some Russian lullaby to her softly

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

Anna watched as Papa put on his black eye makeup. Papa was going on his mission to a place called the Red Room and Anna was going to be allowed to go with him. Papa said it was some kind of school where little girls trained to be spies and the woman who ran it wanted him to train the girls. "Papa?" Anna asked, going up to her father's side and gripping his metal hand.

"Yes, doll?" Papa asked.

"Am I training too?" Anna asked as Papa picked her up in his strong arms and she cuddled into his chest.

"No. I train you differently than the Widows. You're my daughter and Karpov said you are to be here for when I get back from missions. Also, I have to train you differently as you have the serum and the Widows don't," Papa said, angling his head to kiss her forehead. Papa's hair had grown back and his scruff. Anna placed her small hands into the scruff, playing with it. Papa said he didn't see the appeal his hair and scruff had for her, but he let her touch his hair and scruff as much as she wanted to along with letting her sleep in his arms when she had nightmares.

'What if they take me away from you, Papa?" Anna asked. Papa sat down, settling Anna on his lap and holding her gently, but firmly to his chest, his flesh hand stroking her face and hair gently.

"That is not happening, doll. What do I say all the time to you? Who are you to me?" Papa asked, his voice vibrating through her.

"I'm your baby," Anna said, Papa made her stand on his knees and made her wrap her arms around his neck.

"That's right. You are my baby. Who are you?" Papa asked.

"I am Anna," Anna said.

"And who am I?" Papa asked.

"My Papa who loves me and would be hurt if I ever left him," Anna said. Papa touched his lips to her forehead. Papa had made her say this so many times so Anna had finally believed it. Anna could never imagine leaving Papa. Papa gave strong hugs and kisses and if she left, Anna would never get hugs and kisses again.

"I love you, Papa," Anna said, kissing Papa's cheek.

"I love you too, doll," Papa said as he crushed her tightly to his chest and pressing kisses to her head.

"I love you too, doll," Papa said as he crushed her tightly to his chest and pressing kisses to her head

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

The Asset held Anna tightly in his arms as they left the vehicle they came in. Anna had been drugged like she always was. Karpov said the new brainwashing they had subjected her to should be in place, but it was better that she still have no idea where she was going. The new serums and shocks had worked and if Anna had any ideas about ever leaving him, she didn't have it now. She had learned that he was her father and she wasn't ever going to be allowed to leave him.

Anna burrowed deep into his chest but didn't wake up. The Asset pressed his face into her soft hair, kissing her gently. Anna was a part of him now and she made his arms and heart full. By this point it felt as if she had always been with him. The Asset pulled her up so her ear was beside his mouth. He pressed a kiss to her ear and started whispering how much he loved her and how she had to stay with him as he walked towards the school.

A woman came towards him with a man dressed as a soldier. "Welcome, Soldat. I am known as Madame B. Welcome to the Red Room. Is the little one going to train with the Widows?" Madame B indicated Anna in his arms.

"No. I train my daughter by myself," The Asset said in Russian.

"I see. Well, I will show you to your quarters. You start to train the girls tomorrow," Madame B said and the Asset followed, holding Anna tightly to his chest as if the woman would forcibly rip her from his arms. They would take Anna from him only over his dead body.

TakenWhere stories live. Discover now