Chapter 13

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Bucky's P.O.V

We looked for Peter everywhere and I was getting even more worried by the second. Even though I had only been free for a few days I was coping okay with PTSD and all that fun stuff but only because of Steve, but I couldn't stop thinking about the kid because even though we had never really met outside of being brainwashed we had a bond that I'd like to see thor's hammer try and break.

Although I wanted him to be free too I knew that he might not be able to live with himself after what he's done. And he most likely won't accept the fact that it wasn't his fault and he was under the influence of drugs and Hydra technology. It also doesn't help that he has killed more people than any other known Hydra assassin, bomb, or terrorist attack that Hydra has ever pulled. He's also been experimented on more than anyone or anything probably on the entire planet.

It was getting dark but Tony had finally spotted him, I asked if I could talk to him because I might be able to get through to him.

He appeared to just be sitting hunched over looking out over the city from the top of a building. I sat down beside him and noticed he was shaking slightly.

"hey," I said simply but he didn't respond so I tried again.

That's when I noticed a slight twitching in his head and his heaving breaths. I grabbed him by the shoulders so he was facing me and his eyes were like a broken film tape, swapping between his original color and the color that Hydra had placed in his doe brown eyes after years of experimenting and torture.

"Tony, Nat, I've found him. Down by the docks. Get down here now!" I called into the coms.

A few minutes later Nat came running towards us and looked worriedly at Peter as he fought to keep his conscience. Tony landed beside him and we were all trying to talk to Peter and calm him down. Nat placed a hand gently on his shoulder and his eyes went to the soft brown but there was so much pain in his eyes it made me feel sick.

He looked around at all of us, terrified and shaking.

"Hey, c'mon let's go back to the compound and we can get you to bed with some tea or hot chocolate?" Nat said calmly.

Tony and I just nodded and smiled softly at the teen.

He gulped and fidgeted with his hands as he slowly stood from the ground.

"Alright just swing with us back to the tower, okay?" Tony said to him as his boosters began to warm up.

He gave a small nod and webbed onto the closest building. Nat and I ran as fast as we could, keeping up with them as they flew through the quiet city. We kept our eyes on them the whole time but to be honest, I was mainly watching Peter, not that I was worried for his safety but about Tony's because Peter could get thrown out of his conscience at any minute and easily kill Tony with one slap across the back of the head. I've seen him kill men, women, and children alike with such ease and I have as well but Peter's physique and technique is flawless. Peter was Hydra's most prized possession so for not just me but Peter as well to go missing would have been a tremendous loss for the lab. I continued to watch the two zip through buildings but I was removed from my thoughts when Peter's body jerked and he fell onto the roof of a nearby building.

"Shit" we heard Tony cuss through the coms and we all got to the roof as quickly as we could. Nat and I scaled the side with one of her fancy gadgets made by Stark.

Once we reached the roof the teen was keeled over with his hands around his head and was gasping for air.

I put my hand on his back and told him "Come on buddy, fight it. Fight them!" he began crying and whimpering.

Then it stopped and he sat up and dread filled my lungs as he looked me dead in the eye with a dark, swirling blue and expressionless features, A Perfect Puppet.

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