The Unholy War

15

You walked over to where the new group of men seated themselves.
"Can I start you off with some coffee?" You asked, the one the suit turned his head from his companions and gave you a once over.
"Yes, actually." His words were clipped and sounded almost rushed. You nodded and went back to grab a couple of cups and the pot.
You dropped them off and let the three men look over the menu before going back to the kitchen to grab a tray and the orders for Rumlow's table. The closer you got to table the tenser you could feel your body get, the hairs on the back of your neck began to stand. He was staring you as your started to place everyone plates in front of them.
    The look in his eye made you feel like an intruder in the diner, it made you feel small. You didn't like it, after placing their meals down you tucked the tray under your arm, flashing them a fake smile.
   "Anything else I can help you with?" You asked, Rumlow smirked up at you his eyes traveled over your body, he licked his bottom lip.
   "Not at the moment." He winked up at you, you turned on your heel and rushed back to the safety of the kitchen.
   "Dear god I wish I had acid to boil my skin in." You muttered, you took a breath before going back out to get the orders of your new table.
    "Gentlemen, are you ready to order?" You asked, ignoring Rumlow's stares from just a few feet away.
    "Surprise me." Mr. Grey Suit stated, folding the menu and handing it back.
   "I'm sorry, surprise you?" You asked, your face bunching up.
   "Yes, surprise me. I'm sure you know what the best items on the menu are, you seem like a capable waitress." He clipped back.
   "You'll have to excuse Tony, he's not good with people." One of the other men stated. "I'm James Rodes, but he calls me Rodey and this is Bruce. One of our coworkers is a regular and we like trying new.. places."
    "Oh, well it's nice to meet you guys, who is your coworker?" You asked.
*
     "Fuck man, why the fuck did you make me leave?" Bucky almost yelled pacing the old abandoned church.
    "Cause, if Tony saw you in there you'd be in deep shit after last night!" Sam yelled back watching as his demon companion paced, the sound of the plates moving in his arm filling the air.
    "I don't care!" He hissed, turning to face Sam his eyes black. "Rumlow is up to something."
    "When isn't he?" Sam spat back. "But you have to be smart about this, you can't just pick a fight with fourth in command."
    "The hell I cant!" Bucky's voice lower his words taking an icie turn.
    "Yeah, yeah, I get your second and then there is Rodey and then Rumlow. Whatever, did you see who Tony had with him?" Sam snapped at him. "Do you really want to start something with Bruce there?"
    "He could have the whole damn army there, and I wouldn't give a shit." Bucky glared at him before turning and took back up pacing.
     "Dude, he turns in there you can kiss any mortal in that diner and a two block radius good bye. You saw what happen in Harlem." Sam rolled his eyes, leaning against an old pew.
    "If he so much as lays a finger on her.." Bucky growled, the whirring and clicking escalated.
     "I know, you'll kill him and then me for forcing you to leave."
*
     "So, sugar, how late you working tonight?" Rumlow asked as you dropped off the ticket.
     "Pretty late." You half laughed, starting to turn, he wrapped his fingers around your wrist.
    "What time you off?" He grinned at you, standing. "I'd like to take a pretty lady like you out."
    "I'm not interested." You smiled, trying to pull your wrist free.
    "Awe, why not?" He cooed, your skin began to crawl, not only was this guy creepy as hell but he was also not taking a hint.
     "As I said I'm not interested." You told him a bit more forcefully.
    "Brock, I think you should leave her alone." Tony stated, his upper body turned to face the two of you.
    "Tony, come on." Rumlow said, rolling his head back, grinning. You pulled your wrist free of his grasp and hurried back to the kitchen, not wishing to be around him a moment longer.
    "Y/n, your shaking." Allison stated, coming up beside you.
     "I'm fine.. just that creep." You took a deep breath. "He wouldn't let go."
     "Asshole! Where is he?!" She demanded going around the half wall.
    She stopped just on the outside and looked around, her face a slight pink. You sprinted over to her to calm her down, he was gone and so was your other table. Neither of you heard the bell above the door go off, or saw anyone leave. Slowly you looked over at her, Allison's eyes met yours.
    "Okay, that's a bit odd." She said, looking back to the empty tables.
*
    It was late in the evening, you stepped out of the diner, the wind kicked up as the light drizzle continue to fall. The street light had already turned on for the night, you pulled your jacket tight around your body. The rest of your shift had went by easy after Rumlow and Tony had left, something about both of those groups seemed off.
     "Hey sugar, didn't anybody ever tell you not to walk home alone at night?" Your entire body went stiff at hearing his voice from behind you.
    Slowly you turned toward the dark alley you had started to pass, Rumlow stepped out of the shadows. The yellow light over head casting an odd shadow across his face, making his eyes appear black. You instinctively took a step away from him, sliding your hand into jacket pocket looking for your mace, but this was the wrong jacket.
    "Luckily I'm here to keep you safe." He said with a cocky tone.
    "I'm good, I was just heading to a friends house." You lied, you started to walk in the opposite direction you were heading.
    "Sugar, that wasn't the way you were going?"
     "Please, just leave me alone." You said with force, lighting licked its way across the heavens, lighting up the street.
    That when you realized it hadn't been a shadow, his eyes were blacker then night. It consumed every part of the eye, you could feel your body tremble as the scent of sulfur washed through the air. He took a heavy step towards you, and you stepped back again.
    "Leave me alone." You breathed.
    "Sorry, Sugar, that's not going to happen." He chuckled taking a step towards you.
    "I do believe the lady said for you to leave her alone."