50 Shades of Stan🔥

Till death do us part

Alone. Woods. Shadows. Darkness. Death. My recurring nightmare every night: it looked like my wedding day, but I was running like a fool as someone followed me, my bridal gown stained with blood. No weapon in my hands. Fear and desperation filled my heart. I was damned. The next soul ready to Hell. I didn't know what I had done, who I had killed or... if I was guilty or innocent. I was sure about one thing only: I had to run away, as fast as I could!

I was almost breathless but time was running out, they had found me and tortured till I was forced to confess my crime. "Helena!" a male voice called my name "Helena!" he shouted once more: I didn't want to turn but curiosity kills the cat and I saw him. The Dark Soldier was reaching me, their perfect marksman...I was doomed. I fell a couple of times and when I was sure to be safe, the trees surrounded me in a dead end "Please, let me go. I don't know what they told you about me, but it's not true..." the Dark Soldier stepped closer to me but didn't take out any weapon: his beefy and threatening presence, together with his fixed and empty gaze, made him look like a shark ready to seize his victim! "Ready to comply...you're my mission!" he said twice in a metallic voice. "What's your name, Soldát?" I asked him, his eyes suddenly darkened and I felt fear from the way his jaw stiffened, as something had come to his mind from a very far away time "My name is Bucky..." he whispered. I had the chance to take advantage of that moment as he was strayed, maybe he had not realized if I disappeared but something got me stuck there.

"Did you have a family or a wife or a girlfriend?" the Winter Soldier answered not looking at me, his eyes still staring into space "I had a girlfriend. Her name was Connie. Maybe she doesn't remember me anymore; too many years have gone by", Bucky said with a little sadness in his voice, I expected him to get silent, but instead he kept talking "She was a nurse, she asked to be sent to Europe in the army during the WWII. We had a couple of dates only but got so close. She was younger than me, so cute and extremely shy; she got excited for everything..." Blood in my veins freezed: it was the name of my best friend! How could it be possible?!

"She knew me as James. Maybe we would have even been married and had a couple of children...I hope she did." Bucky was half right: Connie got married and had two dead children because her husband beat her up and raped her each time he got drunk, she was lucky enough to get rid of him but was still single. "Why did they order you to catch me?" the Dark Soldier immediately came to his senses, the defiance glance back in his eyes "don't you remember? You killed our baby. On our wedding day. You're a mother-killer and you deserve to die". Fear and disappointment were a bullet to my heart and my body started shaking "no...No...No! I didn't do that! I would never do such a horrible thing. You're lying!"

The Dark Soldier pushed me against a tree pulling my belly with his metal hand wide open, I screamed of pain as he was twisting my guts "Stop! You're hurting me!" but he didn't listen, I felt his hot breath against my face "of course you did. Everyone saw you, every single guest!" I tried to wriggle out but he was too strong and the weight of his body over mine impossible to pull away. "Why was I getting married to you?" the Dark Soldier laughed "Oh dear, they haven't brainwashed you yet and you have already forgot everything about me, моя принцесса my (princess)?"

I didn't want to believe to what I heard... I was married to the worst existing assassin and what was more, I was going to forget about my past life, totally left without a single memory! I shouldn't have let it happen! "Why am I still alive if my baby is not anymore?" "Because you got the serum from me!" I fixed him as didn't understand what he said; he spoke further "it's hard to kill you. And you will have another chance to give birth to a new baby". I was both horrified and scared "how did I kill him or her?" He laughed so out loud that it echoed in the meadow "you poisoned her, our baby girl miracle! The abortion effect was immediate... if you look at your dress".

Suddenly that memory came to my mind: my grandma was a witch and when I had found out to be pregnant, I had begged her to help me getting rid of that monster growing inside my womb. And it worked. The pain had been almost unbearable after few seconds, all the guests had turned to look at me when they had heard the wine cup falling to the floor, with a dull sound: no one had seen while I was emptying the ampoule fully from the clear fluid, luckily the poison was also scentless but deadly. I had started writhing with belly cramps and the Dark Soldier sitting next to me had been fast to grab my body before I fell to the ground "what happened моя принцесса (Russian for my princess)? , немедленно! (Russian for Doctor, Doctor, Doctor, please come right away!)"

He had taken me to our bedroom on the second floor and lay me on the bed, I had heard him shouting before I barely passed out as my sight blurred "Damn she is leaking blood..." The doctor had come next to me to check my heart rate "мы должны отвезти ее в больницу, быстро, сердцебиение замедляется! (Russian for we should take her to the hospital, quickly, the heartbeat is slowing!)" In a whisper I had said "Thank God she's not alive anymore, I feel it, James" "How can you say such a blasphemous thing! Wait... how did you call me?!" I had given the Dark Soldier his real name. When he was fully himself as a human, his name was James Buchanan Barnes. How did I know it? Because I had listened to a conversation between his chief Pierce and Dr Zola by chance, the evening before our wedding: they were discussing about the documents certifying our union, if the Dark Soldier name had to be written down on it or not. To keep his identity a secret. Because if one day that had happened into his hands, he could have asked too many questions or even worse raise against them. He was too strong to defeat, furthermore they had made him that way, but never worried about that backlash. Maybe until the day the idea of finding him a life companion became real. They had thought of brainwashing me after the wedding - in order to look alike him - feelings were a too risky human thing, but I had found the way to awake them in the depths of James' soul. His real name was the key to turn his heart into the warm one of a man. I had the most powerful weapon on the tip of my tongue and I was going to use it!

I had woken up still in our bed in the middle of the night and when I was sure to stand on my feet, I left the mansion. Nothing was worth to be taken with me, no more burdens...because the only one, the baby monster, had died! Nothing was kicking into my belly anymore. My freedom was paid by that murder! There were few guards at that late hour, that made it was easy for me to get out of the building as I knew all the secret ways my husband used to reach our bedroom quickly. I started running as fast as I could, right after passing the small gate in a hidden side of the garden: if I had been able to cross the forest, there were still about 5 kms more to the country borders but I knew how to evade controls.

Unfortunately that didn't happen. I didn't see James' knife flipping from his hip while his other hand kept on twisting my guts "you murdered our daughter and now your time has come" I started crying and begging "James...please...you love me...We love each other. I can get pregnant again, I promise I'd do everything to stay healthy and take good care of myself." The Dark soldier laughed then gritted his teeth, his metal hand lifted to squeeze my chin: "too late!" He said spitting the words, while his hot breath dried my tears. "You should have thought a little more before doing it. I loved you because you were resilient and at my command, I owned your mind but I was wrong... we could have been happy. My obedient slave. But I see you are so stubborn in flouting my authority, some other time you'll try to kill me, am I right?"

He partially was... We were the same. And I would have never dealt with someone switching from a tortured victim to a dead machine and back all the time. He couldn't be loved by any mental healthy woman, me included, even if he once was an innocent man turned into the psycho killer who was going to take my life. "Bucky, you will regret about it... set me free. Please... You won't see me again. I promise. I won't tell anyone what happened. It's my secret till the day I die. Let me live...". He wasn't listening anymore; suddenly I heard a voice repeating out loud the activation words "Желание, Ржавый, Семнадцать... (Russian for Longing, rusted, seventeen...)" It was the end. "Ready to comply" he answered, then he kissed me while the blade of his knife pierced my heart "I'll wait for you at Hell's doors... my evil princess...." He whispered to my ear as I passed away.