Man, the Siberia theme is creepy.
Here's your prologue!
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Then - 1991
Screams from the man in his holding chair rang out in the base, but the Russian pacing in front of him, reading aloud from a red book, ignored him. "Longing," he spoke in Russian. "Rusted. Seventeen. Daybreak. Furnace. Nine. Benign. Homecoming. One. Freight car." By the time he finished, the man in front of him had fallen absolutely still and silent. He stopped in front of him and closed the book. "Good morning, Soldier."
Bucky Barnes looked up in response, a blank look in his eyes. "Ready to comply."
"I have a mission for you," he held out a file. "Sanction and extract. No witnesses."
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It was simple task of crashing the car, killing its two occupants, and taking the case from the trunk of the car. All in all, one of the Winter Soldier's easiest missions.
When he brought the trunk back, the Russian man opened it, smiling when he saw the drip bags full of blue liquid. "Well done, Soldier," he praised, Bucky just nodding once.
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And we're off! By the way, I loved everyone's scared comments - that just makes it even more fun for me. XD
I can promise this right away - Steve and Martha will not be on different sides. As for everyone else . . . *shrugs*
Hoping to get the next chapter up hopefully before we leave!
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