Heres how its gonna work.

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I stood on the other side of the wall peeking in the room. I was currently holding a M-16.
   I watched as a HYDRA agent tortured who I knew to be James Buchanan Barnes. I was here to save him. For Steve Rogers my best friend. Him and Bucky apparently go way back.
  Steve been looking for him for ages. And I've been helping. For Steve. But also cause I hate HYDRA. I've never been tortured by them but I've been tortured and I know how it feels.
  And HYDRA killed my brother a few years back. So I do anything I can for people captured by them.
  "Mission report." The HYDRA agent snarled at Barnes.
  "Who am I?" Barnes asked.
"You are an amazing feat to this country you save us all you are the Winter Solider." The agent told him. Lie. They were using him as a super assassin. It makes me sick. Especially knowing that James Buchanan Barnes was once Sargent Barnes. In the military. Great Solider.
  "I want to know about my past, please." Barnes pleaded.
  "It's not important. All you need to know is we saved you. We gave you the powers you have today." Another lie.
  "Now please mission report."
  "I just want to know." Bucky insisted.
  "Yeah, yeah mission report." The agent demanded. I could tell he was getting impatient.
   "Could I please learn my past first? Who I was? What my purpose is?"
  "Your purpose is to obey our command we saved your life you're forever in debt. Which you'll pay off by doing what we say. Now mission report." The agent snarled.
   "But-" the agent back handed him across the face hard. Bucky winced.
  "He's lost what his mind. Clearly he's forgotten what his job is. Wipe him." The agent commanded.
   Two HYDRA scientists shoved Barnes back into a metal chair. One held a green mouth guard in front of his face. Barnes obediently took it and put it in his mouth.
It made me incredibly sad to see how he took it and he looked like he knew what was to come. The scientists began to hook him up to a machine.
I took now as my chance intervene. I stepped into the room.
"Who are you?" The agent who had hit Bucky demanded.
"Here's how this is gonna go." I snarled.
The agent held up his hands. "Let me guess we let him go you don't threaten to kill us?" He mocked in a baby voice.
"No, I'm going to kill you all even if you idiots do let him go." I snarled.
"Haha sure-" before he could finish I cocked my M-16 and shot him in the head.
He fell to the ground. HYDRA goons rushed at me. All of them were on the floor dead or dying in seconds. I ran to the machine.
I smashed it. James Buchanan Barnes sat up. "Ya good?" I asked him.
   He said nothing. He just stood and spit out his mouth guard. "I'm gonna take that as a yes."
   I handed him the M-16. I drew my dagger. "Alright follow me." I looked at his bare tan muscular chest.
  "Do you have a shirt?"
  He shook his head. "Well that's okay i have one for you. Not that you have to put a shirt on anytime soon." I said.
  What the guy is inhumanly sexy?
  He gave me a slightly disturbed look. "Sorry to soon?" I asked. I wasn't really sorry. I started to leave the room. Alarms were blaring. Gun shots rang through the bland hallways.
   I didn't hesitate to kill any HYDRA agents. And neither did Barnes.
  Finally we were out of the damn place. A cliff over looked the ocean where I had Tony Stark's yacht that I 'borrowed'.
   "Do you trust me?" I asked Barnes.
  "What do you mean?" He asked.
  "We'll see we have to jump off this cliff if you want to get out of this hellhole."
   Barnes shrugged. "Let's do it."
   "Right."
We both rushed forward and jumped.

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