Metal Arm, Meet Metal Leg

Chapter 11

My head thumped and I could hear a ringing in my ear. When I moved, my body ached and sharp pains shot through my body form my back and leg. I blinked, clearing up my vision. I looked around to find I was schakled to a wall. I tried to use my powers, but they didn't work. A thing on my neck electrocuted me when I tried to work them. 

I took a deep breath, calming myself. This is a hostage situation. Bad people are using me and Bucky as leverage. I had to find Bucky. He was an unstable man who could be triggered. I knew this. I had to find him and protect him. I had to get to him. I shook the shackles. 

"You're awake." a man stated when the door opened. My face went blank as I stared at him. "My name is Doctor Richter. I am here to make sure you're well enough for testing." he explained while walking closer to me. 

"If you touch me, I will kill you." I hissed. They must not know I have a bionic leg since I'm in the same clothes I was attacked in and nothing changed beside the collar. 

"Tsk, Tsk." he commented. 

"Lass uns sehen." he said coming closer. He said 'lets see' in German. Hell no, you are not.

"Ich galube nicht." I half hissed when he was about to touch me. I told him, I don't think so. I kicked my bionic leg at the German doctor. He went flying across the room. I kicked the other shackle on my ankle. I used my legs to push against the wall behind me. The shackles ripped from the wall, but didn't break on my wrists. Actually these might help.

I kicked the doctor in the face, sending him flying once more. Hopefully he dies from the brain injury I just gave him. I rushed out of the room and found two guards guarding the door talking. I couldn't use my powers so we were going to have to do this old school. 

While they were caught off guard, I whipped the chain of my shackles in the face of one. I turned, nailing the other one. He was quicker, grabbing the chain and yanking me. The other one started coming behind me, now recovered, but I kicked back with my leg, sending him flying. I heard a satisfying crack of his head hitting the concrete wall. 

The one with my shackle in his hands tried to drag me, but my bionic leg kept me planted. I pulled him back and brought my bionic leg forward to his nuts. He groaned and cried like a baby on the ground. I ripped his gun from him, securing it on my back with the strap while he laid there. 

"Wo ist Bucky?" I asked where Bucky was. He began laughing. 

"Tot." he hissed. He said he was dead. I kicked his face in repeatedly with my leg. He was no longer laughing. I went to the other soldier and grabbed his gun in my hands. I searched them for keys but found nothing. 

I exited the room, inching my way down the corridor. I saw all the signs were in German. We must be in Germany, and I think I know exactly who took us. 

Each guard I encountered was worse than the last. They had sloppy training and replied heavily on their guns. I knew better than that. I used my resources and my own bodily skills. 

"Wo ist Bucky?" I was clutching the guy by the throat. Every other one I asked died with the answer, but this one was about to crack.

"Das Labor." he shook with fear. I knocked him out, not killing him. So Bucky was in the laboratory. I rushed, reading the signs as my life depended on it. It did. I know I lost a lot of blood, but if I can't find Bucky and help him get out of here, I am not leaving. 

I saw a room, heavily guarded. It must be where he is. I crept quietly around the corner, listening, watching, and waiting for an opening. I heard steps behind me and I turned, gun aimed and ready. They didn't hesitate, however. The gun was shoved and I was pinned to a wall.