One shots with Sebastian Stan and his characters (mostly Bucky). Each one shot is a different story from the last. A few have a couple another parts to them as they were longer than expected stories. I do have to say, I began this years ago so the w...
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I walked into the tower. I sighed. Today is my first day. Babysitting them and being on the team. I'm going have to talk to them. I'm going have to be the mother of them. Why?
I walked up to the elevator. I got on it once it arrived. I was the only one on it. Then a voice came on. I pulled my gun out.
"Woah Ms. Johnson everything is alright. Nothing to worry here. I'm an AI. My name is FRIDAY." I sighed relief. I put my gun back in its holster. Then the elevator dinged. I didn't noticed the elevator was moving.
I got off the elevator. I looked around. I see my bag next to the elevator. I forgot Agent Hill took it for me earlier. I picked the bag up and threw it over my shoulder. I looked around the place. Then I hear footsteps. I drop the bag and whip around with my gun pointing at them. It's a man with blonde hair. His blue eyes burning with curiosity.
"Who are you?" I barked at him. He seemed hesitant at first.
"Steve Rogers..." He spoke then he glanced at my dog tags that are hanging out. I put them back under my shirt.
"Captain America." I put my gun back in it's holster. Then I put my hand out.
"Sergeant Kylie Johnson. I'm your new teammate." He took my hand and shook it. He noticed the military bag.
"When did you get back?" "A month ago." I picked the bag up.
"Well it's nice to know something from the military is on the team." I just smiled. We walked to the living room. I see everyone there.
"Guys this is Sergeant Kylie Johnson. Our new teammate." They turn their heads to me. They looked me up and down.
"Why is she-" "It's a long story..." "Tony." "It's a long story Tony." I told him coldly. The story I just hate.
"Well this is Wanda, Natasha, Tony, Thor, Clint, Bruce, Sam, and Bucky." I nod my head.
"Now tell us your story." Tony pleas. Wanda punched his arm.
"She's been through a lot of stuff Tony!" My eyes looked at her. My eyebrows knitted to wondering how she knew I've been through a lot.
"Sorry I can't help to read your mind." She blushed from embarrassment. I just nod my head.
"If you want to know so badly I'll tell you." I said but then regretted it. I walked over to where I was in front of them. I sat down on the coffee table. Not like they're going to care.
"So it started when I was born. I was destined to be in the military. But my mind over came my strength. I mean I could build anything in a second and that's what they used me as. So I went to the military. I joined the Air Force. People say I chose Air Force because that's where in the military the brains actually matter. But I did it because my family before me were on the Air Force. Well as years went by I finally became a Staff Sergeant. But then HYDRA took our base. They needed an army. So they took people who they thought were strong. And I happened to be one of them. So they made me become a monster. Something I'm not. I became so good with the weapons I was better than Winter Solider. That was mainly knives and the sniper. Well after being in HYDRA for fifty years-" "Wait you been in HYDRA for fifty years?" "I was just like Winter Solider. The whole cyro and everything but female that still has her left arm." "Oh." "Well then one day the base I was at was captured. I was saved and now here I am." I told him. Tears in my eyes as I remember every moment. I looked up at them. Everyone was quiet. But something was different with Bucky. His eyes were wide.
"You ok Bucky?" I asked him. He looked at me.
"So you're Winter Ghost?" He asked me. I nodded my head. Then I noticed it. His left arm. Metal.
"Solider?" I asked. He looked at me. I looked around. I couldn't do it no more. I stood up. The memory going through my head.
"You took me to that hell! You were the one who took me!" I yelled at him. I was angry. Everyone was confused but Wanda.
"Kristina he wasn't himself. He was the him." Wanda stood up. I looked at her. I pointed my finger at her.
"Stay out of my head!" I barked at her. She sat back down in fear. I looked at him.
"I don't care if you were the Winter Solider during that time but you took me! You kidnapped me into become a monster!" My jaw was clenched. Anger raising through my body at every word I spoke. Tears about to fall from being so angry.
"You took me to that hell. So I want you to die in hell!" I yelled then took my gun out to point straight at him. At his head of his. His eye filled with fear. Frozen in shock. I saw someone get up from the corner of my eye.
"Move another step or I'll shoot. Both of you." Bucky looked at them and gave them a look.
"I'm not going to lose you!" I heard Steve yell at him. I had no mercy for him.
"I hate you." I spoke softly. Then my gun was out of my hand as someone tackled me. I took my knife and stabbed them in the leg. It was Steve.
Damnit Steve.
I flipped us over and punched him to where he was out. I looked up at everyone. They were in battle stances but Bucky.
"She'll kill you guys." They all soften and looked at him.
"Bucky she's-" "Just let her be! She's angry! You all are making it worse!" He yelled at them. I looked at him.
"Why are you standing up for me? I'm going to kill you." "I made mistakes in my life. And one of them was being captured by them. I wished it never happened but it did. And if you kill me you only will make things worse." "B-But seeing you everyday for the rest of my life is worse! Having the memories go through my head! The memories of you taking me back every damn time I try to leave them! I can't deal with that! The pain of those memories! The damn memories I never killed you even though I could! So I'm taking my shot! I'm not throwing away my shot!" I screamed at him. Then I fell to the ground crying and whimpering. I had my hands to my head. The memories I can see so clearly.
"I'm a crowder." I whispered as the tears fell down. I felt someone wrap their arms around me.
"I don't deserve this. I deserve to die. I tried to kill someone when I promised myself earlier I would never kill unless it's for the good." I cried out.
"Hey we all make mistakes." I heard the voice. I looked up. Bucky.
"Why?" "I'm here because I know how it feels. To want to kill someone because of what they did to you. But you can't. You're not a crowder. You're just afraid. To go back. I know how that feels. To not feel anymore. To find yourself knowing who did this to you. So you want revenge. But trust me revenge will take its time to happen but don't take it in your own hands. Make yourself stronger than you were." He explained to me. I stared into his eyes. Those blue eyes.
