Wiped <Bucky Barnes Fanfic>

II ~ Encounter

I felt the cold circle of the guns' barrel on the back of my head. Tears slid down my face, I just had my first and last taste of freedom since 70 years.

"Don't try anything Barnes." Said a deep voice from one of the Hydra guards that had just captured me.

I groaned in pain, the bullet hole bleeding furiously, and my broken arm not helping much.

I didn't even recognise that he had said 'Barnes'. Like James Barnes. So it was me.

They put a sack over my head, hand cuffed me and I could hear some type of vehicle pulling up beside us. I was lifted up and dragged to the vehicle and literally thrown into the back. It's a van, to much space to be a car.

I moved so that I could get my hands, that were cuffed behind my back, under my feet so could use them more effectively.

I pulled the sack off my head, my arm's pain intensifying. I looked around but could see nothing so I let my eyes adjust to the darkness.

I saw the double door, locked from the outside I assume. I stand, only to fall back down in pain. The serum has worn off.

They inject me with multiple serums before a mission, but they slowly go away.

I knew with the bullet still in my body I shouldn't move, so I just sat there. It may be the stupidest decision I've ever made, but I need my strength.

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I felt more then saw the van pull to a stop. I was now awaiting my mind wipe, then I would be theirs again. Their prized Winter Soldier. Their Murderer.

"I knew you'd try something, that's why I shot you." Said the same deep voice.

Anger flared inside me. He shot me.

But before I could even try to attack him a searing pain was pushed into my stomach and a sort of electricity shot throughout my body. My whole body flinched.

It took more then just might to withstand the taser, I conjured up all the mental and physical strength I had left and after what seemed forever the taser was pulled away from my body. The same man grunted and I breathed heavily as I was literally dragged out of the van and into a building which I assumed was the new hideout for Hydra.

My feet trailed behind me as I was pulled by my arms, my wrists still bound by the hand cuffs. All the strength I had, had been zapped from me and I was just dead weight. Their dead weight, I thought to myself not able to let go of the fact that I had just been captured.

§

I had been dragged for a while and I was slowly getting my strength back, but then we slowed as they opened a rusted door with chipped paint and I was taken in.
But something was different, there was a man. A blond man who was beaten and distraught. He had cuts and wounds and bruises all over him. He was slumped over in a seat connected to a machine, I know this machine, my first memory of it was horrible. He seemed lifeless until he looked up and his eyes brightened like the sun.

"Bucky..." His voice was scratchy and croaky, but it was him.

Captain America.

Steve Rogers.

My Friend.

Then, when I realised what the were going to do to him, I snapped. With all my strength I attacked the guards and fought my way to Steve.