Bucky and Percy

The blue room

The blue room was not like the red room.

It was blue.

It was for those with powers, those who were made for a purpose, to help hydra rise from the ground.

The world was full of bad things and bad people, and to stop those things they needed stong things and strong people to fight them off.

The winter soldier trained there for a while, learned to fight gifted people, until he broke his coding.

A seven year old boy and a six year old boy

Percy and Nico.

Winter pov.

*tap tap tap*

Im training with ithers today, its important to learn how to fight anyone, the asset must be ready for anything that gets in his way.

*tap tap tap*

The tapping grows insistent, and I turn, intending to tell off the Cadet. Instead, I'm faced with a small boy looking up at me through long eyelashes. A visceral shock flares through me at the clarity of his sea green eyes. For a second, I forget my purpose here.

I

've never seen him before, but even if I had, I'd not remember. Despite the heavy silver cuffs and bright, painful-looking brand that mark all of Blackcliff's drudges on the neck, nothing about him says slave. His black unifirm fits him like a glove, showing his short frane and thin arms. Weapon or not. I stare at him, realize I'm staring, tell myself to stop staring, and then keep staring. My breath falters, and my body, traitor that is, tugs me forward until there are only inches between us. He reminds me if someone. A freind? No. The asset has no friends.

A name.

Steve.

“Winter Soldier.”

It's the way he says my name—like it's something to fear—that brings me back to myself. Pull it together, Asset. I step away, appalled at myself when I see the terror in his eyes.

“What is it?” I ask calmly.

"You are to train with Nico and I. Sir."

Nico, shadow boy, winter remebers the shadiw boy, he likes the shadow boy.

Speaking if the shadow boy, he turns around abruptly and grabs at a dark shadow behind a handler, he yanks nico out and the boy flails his arms in shock at being caught, winter sets nico next to green eyes.The pair stood watching each other, still as statues, moments ticking by like hours.

"You have very good ears, sir." he finally said.
"You have better feet, Nico. I heard nothing." 
"Then how?"
The man offered a arched eyebrow. "You stink of cigarillo smoke. Cloves, I think." 
"That's impossible. I'm upwind from you."
The boy glanced at the shadows moving like snakes around his feet.
"Seems to be raining impossible in these parts."

"Lets train", winter festured towards the arena, sevral guards mobed off the fighting mat as the three walked towrds it.

They didnt even start to train befire it all went to hell, all because a slip of winters tongue.

"Steve, nico stand on that side and-", a gun was aimed at him, followed by several more.

"What'd you just call him?"

Winter said nothing, eyes set on his handler, rumlow had a hand on his gun, witch was holstered, "say it again, dont be shy"

"I said steve-".

Winter was met with a hit in the head from behind by a guard, the but if his gun hit so hard winter went down on one knee.

"I- i didn't-","-didnt what?", rumlow leaned over, ignoring the acid look nico gave him.

Percy put his hands over his eyes.

"Wipe him", the guards grabbed at his arms, nico lashed out when a guard kicked winter in the head.

"It was an accident!","не говори со мной! рабский мальчик!", a guard barked at nico and backhanded him.

The griund cracked, percy fell to his knees and civered his ears and closed his eyes as skeletons crawled from the ground.

Guards lept inti action, shooting then down, nico ducked thriugh the guards as they grabbed at him in pure anger.
"МЫ БУДЕМ УБИТЬ ВАС. ОСТАНОВИТЕ ЭТОГО ПОВЫШЕНИЯ НА ОДИН РА"

"Winter!", rumlow snapped as he shot a skeleton down.

Winter stood, metal arms whirring and lunged for nico, who gave a grin, "we can escape! Lets-", winter grabbed nici but the arm.

And snapped his arm like a twig.

Nico screamed in pain, winter used his metal hand to ounch the bot unconscious, the skeletons dropped.

Nico dropped.

Percy shook in silent fear.

Winter stared at percy, green eyes looking at him in anger and in horror.

"Wipe him", rumlow barked, "now."

Percy watched winter stand and walk with the guards.

No one had ever called him steve before.