My little shadow (Bucky Barnes)

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I wake up with a blinding headache. I feel disoriented. I try to move, but I can't. I have no energy left, but that's not all.

The white light surrounding me is so bright that it takes me a few minutes to adjust.

I'm lying in a bed, I get up, but my hands are heavy. I'm chained. Chained to the bed with about a meter of chain that gives me the advantage of moving around the cell.

My legs go limp and I let myself flop against the wall. My head is raised towards the lights that are blinding me.

If I stay here any longer I think I'll go crazy.

I hit my head against the wall once. My vision goes blurry. I do it again. And again. And again.

"If you want to punch a hole through the wall, I'll help you if you want. I don't use my head though, you know," it's Clint.

I slowly move my eyes to him and give a small smile. "Is anyone still here?"

"Yeah," I hear voices. Sam, Scott, and Wanda.

I sigh, feeling better. "Where are we?"

"Underwater,"

I sigh and let my head fall against the wall for the last time.

"I'm glad I'm not alone," I say, grabbing the blanket and curling up as close to the bars as possible. "Being alone for so long is sometimes the worst torture,"

"At least you had Bucky. He seems like a good friend,"

Not to me, I wanted to say. "I actually haven't known him forever. I met him when I was about 15," and then I realize, "I actually don't know him that well. We've been in the ice for a long time, so I've known him for about 5-6 years of life. In Hydra, it feels like a lot longer,"

"Every second there feels like hours, after a few minutes you're already tired, your muscles hurt from being tense the whole time," Wanda says.

"But then you get used to it. You find an anchor in a person. You survive," I say, looking into her eyes.

"What's the plan?" I ask hopefully.

I see Scott shake his head and I stay silent.

"Do you hear the lights buzzing too? I can't even think of anything,"

Sam chuckles. "I was wrong about you, Nyla," I look at him confused. "The first time I saw you, it seemed like they called you Shadow because you were Bucky's shadow. Now I think they called you that ironically,"

"I never thought about it, but hey, thanks," there's silence. "I hated you at first. I thought you were one of those bastards who got it into their heads that they were who knows who. To be honest, I still don't trust you. But I like you. You should get better at talking, though, because you were really a pain to listen to,"

He laughs and I hope he didn't take it personally.