Avengers Preferences and Imagines

Fav // Memories | Bucky Barnes

@-frankcastle this is my contest entry

So... Here's another "no dialogue/words" challenge. Should I make this a tag? I probably will.

I you ever see a "no words challenge" or a "no dialogue challenge" then just know that I'll probably toy with your emotions, so... Yeah. Just a warning.

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Now, you and Bucky had known each other practically since birth. Your mothers were best friends, and you had met as soon as you were born. At the time, he was a few months older than you, but you were both very compatible with each other.

You were both best friends with Steve, and had to keep saving him from the bullies that kept beating him up.

You ended up falling for Bucky at around fifteen years old. Of course, you were heartbroken when he began dating other girls. Girls who were much more talented, smarter, and prettier than you.

But, you wanted the best for him, so you still stayed his best friend, helping him save Steve, and with him when he recovered from the tough breakups.

When you were twenty, you were offered a scholarship to a university in Europe. You immediately packed up, and made your way over there.

You were comfortable there, although Bucky never left your mind, and you made good friends.

Until, the fateful day came, two years later, when your university was invaded by HYDRA. Many of the girls were killed. The ones that put up a good fight were captured, including you.

You were brought to a camp, where all the girls were strapped to chairs in a single room. The ones that were already there were screaming in intense pain, some unconscious... Or was it dead?... From the pain.

You could hear deeper screams from the other side of the concrete wall, so you guessed that the males were experiencing the same pain.

A blue liquid was injected from a packet into you, and you could feel it burning your veins. Colliding painfully with every single cell in your body.

You wanted to scream, but you refused to show the pain, just as you refused to show the pain when Bucky kissed those other girls. Even when the tears streamed down your cheeks, and you pulled at your restraints so hard, it cut through your flesh.

Your mind blanked for a second, and you came back to your senses in a quiet room. All the girls were still there, but they were all silent.

Deadly silent.

Men came in, cutting your restraints, and pulling your fragile body to another room, placing you on a chair, surrounded by a contraption.

The men mumbled a few words to each other, and a metal bite plate was shoved into your mouth.

The contraption closed around your head, and your memories were torn painfully from your mind, as electricity surged through your body, messing up the nerve signals that your body produced. The artificial signals made your body convulse as you screamed in agony.

The electricity dug deep into your brain, struggling to find even the memories that would be impossible to forget. You soon lost sight of who you were, forgetting the most important details, like your name, your hometown, your family.

Each second erased a new memory, until you were nothing but a shell.

A broken, empty shell of a being.

The machine opened up, and you were taken to a room where you met a man with a metal arm.

You had no recognition of him. Not now, and not anytime soon.

Not even when you died at Zemo's hand eighty years later.

How sad of you to never realize, that Bucky Barnes loved you too.

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I am extremely proud of this. Don't judge. I just am.

If you didn't understand what happened, you went to a university, were captured, wiped, and during Civil War, you were in one of the preservation tubes, and Zemo killed you.

So... Yeah.

Thanks for reading!