Oops *A Stucky Fanfic*

Chapter 3

Bucky P.O.V

I run, and run until I'm outside of the building. Apparently I was in a hospital, according to the huge lettering above the building. I begin walking down the side walk and turn the corner to find three people. They looked like Shakespeare in the park.
The first one, he was tall, with long blonde hair, carrying a large hammer.
The next in green and black, he was holding a large golden staff.
And the last, a robot? A metal man, of red and gold?
"Okay, am I hallucinating or are you seeing this too?" Asked the robot.
"No, he's here," said the one with the staff.
The three began to inch forward slowly.
"Bucky? Is that you?" The one with the hammer said in a deep voice. I don't know how to react. They are armed and look a lot stronger than me. So i turned and ran.
"He's getting away!" I managed to hear one shout as they dashed after me. We ran into the street, until the robot finally caught up to me. He grabbed onto one of my arms. And the one with the golden staff grabbed my other arm. They stopped me in the middle of the far left lane when the one with the deep voice demanded. "What were you thinking? Where's Rogers?"
"I, i have no idea what you talking about!" I blurted.
"Okay wise guy," The robot laughed. "Seriously how are you here?"
"I don't understand why you're asking me this!" I shout.
"Bucky listen." The one with the staff says. "We're not playing. Answer us,"
"I don't remember anything!" I yell.
The three pause and look at each other. Then we all look to the entrance of the hotel, where the other two people I saw are running out. Towards me.
I try and shake out of their iron grip. No use. The two run across the street to us. "Loki? Thor, Stark? Who is that... Bucky! Your alive!" They cried, running over.
"Not so much," Said Loki. "He doesnt remember us..."