Daybreak (Bucky Barnes Fan Fiction)

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The location of the facility was hidden in a thick forest with only one road in and out. I managed to get into the back of a truck and hide behind crates. That was my way of access into the electric fence. Once the truck stopped, I stayed hidden and waited for the driver to climb into the back of the truck. I subdued him and took his two guns and his taser.

I tased him just to make sure he'd stay asleep while I took his jacket with a little red octopus thing on it off of him. I put it on and even though it was heavy on me, I had no choice. I needed a cover. I put my hair into a ponytail and got out of the truck. Out of sheer luck, no one saw me.

Calmly and slowly, I made my way into the facility, passing agents who would only look at me for a few seconds. I made it deep into the facility before I found a man not in field-grade clothes. The first man I found in a suit had an accent and I decided to follow him from a distance.

"The asset isn't able to be wiped." He told the field agent that was walking alongside him. "Make sure the perimeter is in check. I don't want any of his friends getting in here."

"Yes sir."

He had to be talking about Bucky. I continued to follow the man in the suit until he came to a stop at a set of doors. I turned so I didn't face him but so that I could watch him press in the code. The doors opened and I could only catch a glimpse inside. All I saw were many more agents inside the room.

That's where they had to be keeping Bucky. I turned to leave so I could think of a plan, but I ran into someone.

"Hey, sweetheart." Matthew grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to him. I pushed against him, but he was strong. I grabbed the collar of his jacket and jerked him forward, subsequently head butting him. I pushed him back and rubbed my forehead. "Don't draw attention to us, Widia—,"

"I don't need you to try to protect me." I cut him off, swinging for his head. He ducked and made no attempts to fight me back as I threw fast punches at him. He moved out of the way quickly and I ended up punching the wall. I growled in frustration. The doors to the room I thought Bucky was in exploded. Shit. I didn't really want to do that.

Sirens began to wail and agents were pouring out of the room, holding guns up to me. I held my hands up in surrender, placing them on the back of my head.

"I told you she would show." Pierce spoke to Matthew as he came out of the smoke. "And it only took fourteen and a half hours. Took longer than I suspected, Agent Cooper."

"Bite me, asshole."

An agent moved around behind me to roughly cuff my hands. The cuffs were tightened too much and I knew there would be raw marks by the time this ordeal was over. The butt of a gun came down on my nose and I grunted. I hung my head as I felt blood trickle out of my nose.

"That's for all the problems you've caused me." Pierce said. "Bring her to room 236."

I pulled away from the agent who tried to guide me to wherever the hell he wanted to take me. I even managed to head-butt him too, but that only resulted in another agent grabbing my ankles. I was picked up physically and carried to the room Pierce wanted me in. That didn't stop my struggle. I still kicked and writhed, shouting curses to everyone.

"I'm going to kill you! I swear!" I was placed roughly and not so gracefully on a chair, nearly falling off of it in my struggle. My arms were strapped to the chair, which made me feel even more on edge—if that was even possible. A man in a lab coat came in carrying a large syringe.

"This isn't going to hurt a bit." He assured me as he took ahold of my upper arm and began to put the needle into the crease of my elbow.

"What the hell are you doing!" I demanded. "Don't do that! Don't do.... Don't do.... that." The room began to feel spiny and my eyes were heavy. Whatever that damn drug was, it was making me tired.