My little shadow (Bucky Barnes)

19

"I was sent by the United Nations to evaluate you" that man's voice echoes in my head. There is something about him that doesn't convince me.

"Is your given name Nyla Yaseniya Sidorov?"

My breath gets stuck in my throat. it's my name. Why do they know and I don't? How? What the fuck is going on. I immediately release the air from my burning lungs and give him a death glare.

"I'm not here to judge you, I just want to ask you a few questions." the silence is too loud, my eardrums are about to explode. I drop my head back and quickly pick it up again. I have to keep everything under control.

"Do you know where you are Nyla?"

"I can't help you if you don't answer me," he says, his voice gentle with a hint of... insincerity. I move my head to the side.

"Tell me Nyla, you've seen a lot of bad things. You're still a little girl, but they say you burned down an orphanage. Full of children. Alive."

I look at him for a few seconds in silence.

"Now do you feel powerful? You know a lot about me sir, a lot, maybe even more than me. But you don't know me and you don't understand a thing about what's really going on. Or maybe you do? Maybe I'm the one who doesn't understand good you, but your eyes, your voice," I shake my head and a small smile makes its way to my lips, "they betrayed you big time, you don't want to help me, so what do you want?" I return seriously and bend over to be as close to him as possible.

The chair creaks as the man sits more stiffly. I hit a nerve. He types something on his tablet and his gaze returns to me. Then the lights go out and the adrenaline enters my blood, I feel it boiling like lava.

"What happens?" I ask.

"Let's talk about your home. Not Romania, but your real home. Hydra." he approaches the cell and just then I notice what he has in his hand. I think I just lost ten years of my life. The black notebook, with a red star printed on it. The notebook that ruined my life.

"No..." I whisper and bang my head against the chair where I'm tied.

"Заброшенный," I hit my head again. Maybe if I pass out I won't need...

"тридцать"

"детский дом"

"темно"

"ночь"

"дети"

"пятнадцать"

"л естница"

"мячик"

"иголка"

"Солдат?" Soldier?

«Готов подчиняться» Ready to obey.

"Mission Report December 16, 1991,"

Nessun altro comando. Posso usare i miei poteri se necessario.