The Same History

Chapter 4

I stood there in front of the window and looked up. I tried to get out of here, but I tried to calm down. Only when the people stood in front of the window was my control over me gone. I started to growl and try to find a way out of here. I hid everything around me. I wanted to get out of here and out of here. I didn't care what I had to do. My instinct told me to kill her, and that's what I wanted to do. Kill her with your own hands. But then I heard a voice that reminded me again what my mission was. Violet's gonna screw it up if she's supposed to do this. Only I, just me without Hydra's control, can do it. I have to try to regain control. But that's exactly what I've never done. Once Violet had control, she had control until I turned back. I didn't get to know what she or I was doing. Only when it became foggy in the cell did I see for a moment what I had done. After that, everything went black.
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Bucky's Pov
I heard the alarm and ran down to the cells. Natasha and Steve were standing in front of the cell. Just as I was standing next to Steve, Sam came. I couldn't believe what I saw. "What the hell"... Sam said and I thought so too. "Is that...?"I asked but stopped. Steve nodded and Natasha answered my question. "Yes, she is. We didn't exchange them, if that's what you're thinking." but I didn't think so. What I thought was. What did they do to her and if she's in pain? But I answered the last question myself. Because who was or is with Hydra doesn't suffer any pain? "We have to help her." I looked at Steve who looked at Natasha and waited for what she was going to do next. "If we do nothing now, the cell may not stand." Sam said and looked at Natasha as well. I saw her thinking. I looked at the wolf, who was just tearing the whole bed apart. Even steel bit them with ease. That's what it looked like. What did they do to her? That question didn't leave me alone. I watched her and thought until a mist passed through the cell. I didn't see her anymore. "She's going to sleep for a few hours and when she wakes up we'll talk to her. We need to know what she is and what she wants." Natasha said seriously, but she stubbornly looked into the cell. I looked back at her and saw her lying on the floor. The fog cleared and you could see them more and more clearly. "I thought she was"... but Steve didn't finish his sentence. "Naked?" Sam asked and he nodded slowly. "I thought so." he added. I have to admit I thought so too. She lay there calmly and slept peacefully. She was wearing a black suit and not her clothes before. She was torn in the cell. Her blonde hair was slightly in her face. She looked like a little girl who just fell asleep after playing. "We should clean up the cell while she's still sleeping. So she can get a bed and everything." I said and did not take my eyes away from her. "No, Bucky. No one should go in there now. She's dangerous! " Sam said. "No, Buck's right. It's not her fault. Maybe it wasn't even her choice. We have to help her." Steve said and patted my shoulder. I nodded to him thankfully. Sam looked at Nat, however, and she added. "I'll get her some clothes." and then left. Steve and I went to get things, too. "Am I the only one here thinking?" he asked, running after us.
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Y/N's Pov
I woke up and lay back on a bed. Didn't I break the bed? And in general it didn't look like this. It was more like a battlefield. What happened, and... they drugged me again. But somehow I'm grateful, otherwise it would have taken longer to be me. I sat on the bed and looked around. Clothes were lying on a small table in the corner, and when I looked down, I saw that I only had the special suit on. Shit! Good thing I had that on. I got up and walked slowly towards the clothes. Maybe it was all a trick, too. Who knows? I took the things and looked at them first. A simple t-shirt and jeans. Really, there's nothing more comfortable? Anyway, I should be grateful they even gave me something. I quickly put the clothes on and then sat back on the bed. I was thinking about what happened and how long it's been. It can be hours, though more days. I was always purple for days and never even noticed. What did she do? Stupid memory gaps. I stroked my hair and then I noticed that my rubber broke too. Great, that was the last thing I owned. It could get worse. I'm sitting alone with the Avengers in the cell and all I can do is wait for Violet to regain control.