~Bucky's POV~
The agents who had put me into the van opened up the doors with their guns up. Once they realized they were safe, they lowered their guns and brought me into...oh, great. Another prison. And another cell. I sighed and sat back against the cold stone wall. The murky environment not much different from the other prison. While I was deep in thought about what had happened a man with dark hair in a fancy suit walked in. "How could you do that to him?! He was a good man! He was your friend!" At that, my head shot up. "I didn't know him. He was...he is my mission." The man seemed to be getting angry. "Well, you're going to meet with some people who will discuss your sentencing." Sentencing? Shit. " They were talking death sentence. Others suggested life sentence in prison. But whatever the sentence. You're going to pay for what you did to Rogers. By the way. I'm tony stark. I was Steve's friend too."
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A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. I didn't have much time to write this morning. I'll update another one later if I have time.
