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warnings: civil war spoilers!!
setting: if the ending of civil war had been different
Bucky pulled up outside the abandoned warehouse on his motorcycle.
It had been ages since he had done a proper solo mission for SHIELD, but it was time. Today, his assignment was to download some data from a computer onto a zip drive he had hidden in his backpack.
Steve's worried voice spoke into his ear, "Buck? Can you hear me?"
"Yeah, I can hear you. I'm fine," he replied. "I just pulled up to the site, and I'm going to the designated location: behind the filing cabinets."
"Okay, just checking in. Be careful. Hydra always has something up it's sleeve," Steve said and then the speaker thing clicked off.
***
You stood behind the A-G cabinet, impatiently waiting for your target to arrive. When the subject pulled up, you silently prepared your weapon.
A man walked into the warehouse, toward where you were hidden. Slowly, you raised your weapon and aimed at his head. Then, you pulled the trigger.
With a flash, he blocked your shot with his arm. And then pulled out a gun with his arm as if nothing had happened!
You quickly ducked and rolled toward another filing cabinet. Suddenly, the hairs on your neck stood up. A grenade. You grabbed it and threw it toward the direction of the soldier.
Unfortunately, while you had been distracted, he had come up behind you. You punched him in the face and dodged a blow to the side. You belatedly realized that that was a distraction when he grabbed your neck with what seemed to be a metal hand.
'Oh. This must be the Winter Soldier.' You thought as you choked.
Then everything went dark.
***
When you came to, you were still in the warehouse. But you were lying on some sort of cushion.
"Hey," a voice whispered. "Are you okay?"
"Who are you?" You rasped and stiffly sat up.
"My name is James but people call my Bucky. What's your name?"
"I- I don't know," You exclaimed and then started to cry.
"Hey, don't cry. It's going to be okay." He put his arm (non metal) on top of yours.
You blushed replied, "My head is fuzzy."
"Yeah, that tends to happen. You were brainwashed. I don't know who you are but I know some people that can help us figure it out."
You smiled when he said "us". He was going to help you.
Bucky reached into a backpack that was lying at his feet and pulled out a round fruit.
"Is that.. a plum?" You asked, more confused than ever.
"Yeahh.. It helps with memory."
Only later, after you had been helped into a car and taken to a large building, did you think to ask why he carried around plums.
When you did, he replied, "Because you're not the first soldier to be stolen."
authors note: sorry this was quick but yay first request :)
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