Bender [s.r.]

0.5

I ran through the halls, not stopping as I was crossed with guards from the Task Force. I watched as they were all laid on the ground. 

Right in front of Bucky's cell they laid. The desk where the psychiatrist was flipped and there were no papers or documents left. 

The red emergency lights flashed as I turned to the men right behind me. The red only lit up their features ever so slightly. Otherwise there wasn't much light in the room.

"Clear the area, I'm gonna go find him." I ordered, turning on my feet. But as Steve's hand gripped onto my arm I stopped.

"He'll kill you, Andie." Steve warned me. His eyes filled with concern. Bucky was his childhood friend, but we all know the dangers he can turn into.

"I won't let him." I yanked back my arm out of his grip. Before he could try and stop me again, I ran out to find the soldier. 

I made my way into the stairwell before running up the stairs, listening for any noise. I made my way out as I heard screams on the main floor. The furry himself out of the cat costume trying to take on Bucky hand to hand.

~~~

Bucky made his way up the stairs and I jumped over a few of the rail guards to meet him head on. The royal guy himself jumped up in front of Bucky before the soldier swung him down, knocking him out after a small-ish fist fight. 

I watched as he changed directions, seeing him make his way to the roof. I ran up the other stair case which actually was shorter. 

I was thankful for his lack of knowledge of S.H.I.E.L.D. bases. Even though this was a task force centre, it was very similar to S.H.I.E.L.D. Why the hell did he have to take the long way? You would think that he would know this kind of stuff from HYDRA.

~~~

"Hey there, Soldier." I spoke up with a small smile. I balanced a small flame in my left hand. I kept my approach soft and peaceful as we met on the roof. 

He did not respond to me as I stayed in my place, blocking the helicopter. "Bucky." I said, trying to make a plan, fast. Andie think. Got it. "I'm going to get you out of here." I remembered the day I managed to somewhat get him out of that horrid state of mind. 

Back when he was so close to killing me.

~~~

"Your name is James Buchanan Barnes. Best friend of Steve Rogers." I spoke up as he threw kicks and punches at me. I had to try. He obviously had no memories of the past, and that's all I could do for now, try. "You know that man, you've known him your whole life."

"No I don't!" He cried out, punching me in the jaw with his free hand.

"Don't deny it, Barnes." I mumbled, my cheek swelling from the impact as I fell to the ground, before pushing myself back up.

"Shut up!" He cried at me. He took out his knife, but when he went to jam it into me I backed up and kicked it out of his hand. We both turned our heads as it fell through one of the broken panes of glass.

"James, I'm not going to fight you." I muttered, falling to my knees, making me vulnerable. "But if you cooperate I can get you down there safely." He landed another punch into my jaw which made me fall at his feet. He pushed me down onto my back, straddling me, punching me in the face repetitively.

"You were my mission."

"I was, and so were my parents." I mumbled due to the swelling in my face. The gross taste of copper lingered in my mouth. Which was from the nosebleed I now had as the blood managed to seep into my mouth. "So, finish it. I'm not scared of you." I panted, my lungs emptied due to the pain. "I just want to help." I sighed. "I know Steve's with you to the end of the line. And any friend of Steve's if a friend of mine." A pillar dropped and I pulled Bucky close to me.