James Buchanan Barnes was being marched through new Avengers compound, towards the mental ward; ready to begin his rehabilitation. At least that's what they called it.
Though the confines around his arms spoke otherwise.
They reached the destination quickly and after a code was punched in, and verification given, Bucky was pushed into a padded room. Seemingly alone he walked to the middle and sat down, crossing his legs into a comfortable position.
"So, you're the other one they don't trust?"
He jumped to his feet at the sudden voice.
"Where are you?" He shouted.
"I can tell you're scared, but there is no need to scream. I can't do anything. At least not here." A feminine voice quipped.
He quipped around finding a thin girl in a white outfit behind him. She had a rope in her hands, tying knots and untying them until her fingers cracked and blistered. It wasn't long enough to do anything useful.
A questioning look formed upon Bucky's face as he spoke, "Who are you?"
A/N - part two soon. I love a good CLIFFHANGER. This is kind of an AU, where Civil War never occurs, and Bucky is just taken in and cared for by the Avengers. Hope you liked the first chapter! I may turn this into its own mini series in a separate book. It all depends on the number of votes and positive comments!
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Bucky Barnes Imagines
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