Winter's Father

Chapter 22

               Winter Soldier
   "Sergeant Barnes."

   "Bucky No!"

   "The procedure has already started. You are going to be the new fist of Hydra."

   "I love you."

   "Put him on ice."

   "Please don't let them take me."

   The scientists were working on my arm as my mind flooded with memories, but none of them seemed familiar. Except for the little boy. Who was he? Did I know him? I had so many questions. The man, on the other hand, why did he call me Bucky? Was that my name? Did I know him, too?

   Who was that little boy, though? I feel like I should know, but I just don't.

   Why does Hydra want me to erase them from existence? Is there something they're not telling me? I have so many questions that need answers.

    Then Alexander Pierce slapped my face. I didn't even realize he was standing there.

    "Mission report now." He demanded, with anger in his tone.

   "The boy on the bridge. Who was he?" I asked, taking my chances.

   "You met him earlier this week on another assignment." He answered, surprisingly.

   "I knew him." I said.

   Pierce pulled up a chair in front of me. "Your work has been a gift to mankind," he started. "You shaped the century. And I need you to do it one more time. Society's at a tipping point between order and chaos. And tomorrow morning, we're gonna give it a push. But, if you don't do your part, I can't do mine. And Hydra can't give the world the freedom it deserves." Pierce continued.

   Is freedom even real anymore?

   "But, I knew him." I said again.

   Pierce let out a loud sigh. That wasn't the answer he was looking for.

   "Prep him."

   Oh no.

   "He's been out of cryo freeze too long." One of the scientists said. "Then wipe him and start over." Pierce ordered.

   Why won't they let me have a single dang memory of my past? Just one, that's all I want. Why do they have to freaking wipe me? Why?

   I let them put the mouth guard in between my teeth. I don't even care anymore. They could do anything to me for all I care. So much for the stupid memories.

   I leaned back in the chair and the restraints wrapped around my arms, especially my metal one. The cold, metal plates were placed on my face, once again.

   Here we go.

   Then, there was pain. Nothing, but pain struck my entire body.

   Everything was gone.