New Game

Chapter 11

      Bucky packs what little he has into a bag and heads to where his bike is parked. He hooks up a little sidecar for Night and then goes back to write a note to Steve to tell him that he wasn't kidnapped. He comes back to see Night sitting in the sidecar all ready to go. Bucky puts on bullet proof glasses over his eyes and puts a pistol in his boot. He also places glasses over Night so bugs won't get in his eyes. If Kyra really is alive, she'd kill him if he didn't.

    Bucky sits down on his motorcycle and starts it. He drives out of Ta'Challa's mountain facility and drives down the dirt roads. The wind whips at his face and hair. Night cowers his face down to the glass window on the sidecar. Wind whips at Bucky's hair and a smile appears on his face, one of joy and then deep sadness.

   The mountain terrain and the wind reminds him of a long time ago when he was teaching Kyra how to defend herself in a fight. Of course, she hadn't told him until AFTER she knocked him onto his butt that she already knew how to defend herself. Steve didn't stop laughing until Bucky dared him to go against Kyra. The outcome was something to watch.

"Yeah, Steve, let's see YOU try to beat me," Kya had taunted.

    Steve wiped away a tear running down his face from laughing and stared up at Kyra. Bucky looked up from his spot on the ground, his behind still hurting from when Kyra had kicked him. Steve's face turned cold, as if seizing Kyra up, "Are you serious?"

    A wicked smile appeared on Kyra's stunning face. "As serious as the fact that you're a blonde." Bucky smiled at the comment and began to stand.

    Steve began to get in a fighting stance, his balance on the heels of his feet. Kyra just stood there, like she knew something Steve didn't. Then, so quick that Bucky barely saw it, Kyra moves at suck a speed that shouldn't be possible for a human being. Steve brought his shield up to block the blow aimed at his at his side from Kyra only to be hit from the other side by her foot.

   A growl escaped Steve's mouth and, Kyra off balanced from delivering the blow, snaked his hand across her torso and down to her waist. He picked her up and slammed her down towards the ground. Kyra easily snaked her way around Steve's body, freeing herself from his grasp.

   Bucky watched with wide eyes as Kyra appeared on Steve's shoulder and hit plunged two of her fingers into the back of his neck. Steve's eyes began to close and Kyra dug her fingers deeper into his neck as he began to fight back. Suddenly, Steve began to swing back and forth and his eyes closed.

   A silent gasp comes from Bucky as Steve fell to the ground, Kyra standing over him. Her smile plastered proudly on her face. She turned to look at him. "I believe that he thinks I'm serious now."

   Bucky blinks and the memory is gone, him now back to driving. He still has no idea how he's going to find this Peter kid when he's only met him at the airport a couple months ago. He believes that Steve said he was from Queens, but where?

    Night growls as Bucky takes a left at the crossing and begins growling at him. So, to avoid getting his only good arm bitten, Bucky turns back and takes the other road. Night simply brings his face down to the glass. A sigh escapes Bucky's mouth. It would appear, he has found his guide to Kyra or at least where she was in the vision.

   Two hours into the ride, Night begins to whine and shift in his seat. Bucky pulls the bike over on the side of the road and looks down at the dog with a confused look. Night growls and snaps his teeth down at something in the foot compartment. A brown hand bats away Night and then disappears into the darkness of the foot compartment.

   Immediately, Bucky's pistols are out and pointed where the hand vanished. "Who's there?" he demands. Silence answers Bucky's questions.

   Cocking the gun, Bucky demands his question again. "I'm not joking around here, I WILL shoot," he growls.

   His fingers waver over the trigger and then he makes up his mind to fire. He's just about to pull the triggers when the hands shoot out and a head appears after them. Bucky narrows his eyes at the stowaway. Kyra is SO going to skin him alive for this.

   A toothish smile appears on Ogie's not so innocent face. He stands up in the side car, staring up at Bucky with his hands still up in the air. His white nightgown is a now dirty at the ends from the side care.

"What are you doing?" Bucky demands in a harsh voice. He nearly winces, he didn't want it to come out that harsh.

"I-I heard what you said, about Kyra still being alive. I want to come too," he says, lifting his chin high.

   Bucky narrows his eyes and then begins walking towards the bar from across the street. His strides are long and his pace determined. "WAIT!" Ogie yells and runs up beside him with Night at Ogie's side.

    The sound of laughing and pool playing comes from the bar as Bucky gets closer to the door. Ogie just stares straight ahead. Bucky opens the door and walks up to the bartender and demands a phone. The man refuses only to hurry to get the phone at the sight of Bucky's guns and metal arm. He scowls, too many people know who he is for his liking.

   Ogie hops up into the stool beside Bucky. A couple glance shoot their way only to quickly look away when Bucky glares at them. Ogie looks up at Bucky. "Please don't call them to pick me up."

"You're not coming, that's it."

   Ogie scowls. "You know, you just need to accept that there are other men in Kyra's life than you."

   Bucky raises an eyebrow at Ogie who has a determined look on his face. The bartender returns with the phone and hands it to Bucky who takes it. Ogie stares at him as he punches the numbers into the phone. He brings it to his face, the ringing going off in his ear. Ogie's eyes never leave his. From down on the floor, Night whines and paws at Bucky's leg.

"Hello?" Steve's sleep filled voice asks.

"Steve, it's me."

"Bucky?" Steve asks. "Why are you calling me from a different phone than the one in your room?" So he hasn't read the note yet.

    Bucky looks at Ogie and freezes. He reminds Bucky like Kyra. The way his face is set, determined to see things play out and then react. Even his eyes are full of determination like hers. A rock hits the bottom of his stomach with a loud thud.

"Bucky? Bucky, are you there?" Steve asks into the phone.

"Yeah... Never mind, I'm fine," Bucky says and hangs up.

   Curiously, Ogie looks at him. Bucky hands the phone back to the bartender and stands. Ogie follows suit. He tilts his head up to stare up at Bucky. A small smile appears on Bucky's face. "Come on, we've got to find Kyra."