Prologue

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With content you watch the scene unfolding before you. In the lab, the soldier that was given the serum in the 1940's is starting to wake up.

'He's marvelous! Absolutely perfect!' You hum and watch the man before taking a look at the file in your hands. 'James Buchanan Barnes. Found in the ice at the bottom of a mountain on land that was uninhabited. He was found by Hydra soldiers who brought him in to kill him. However, Herr Johann Schmidt had different plans for him and turned him into a Hydra soldier as well but with serum. Brainwashing him until he could do nothing else than obey what they would ask of him. They have given him a metal arm since he partially lost his original arm.' You read out loud to your colleague but stop when you notice how James rips his restraints off and starts trashing the room he's in. 

'Deal with that, will you?' You smile sweetly at your colleague and he nods, calling in more agents. 'My dear James. Don't think for a second you can escape from me. I am just beginning with you.' A wicked smile is tugging on your lips when you whisper those words.

It's incredibly satisfying to watch them go against this man. Even though he tries, he can never win. The technology you possess outsmart his skills. It doesn't matter that he's a highly trained assassin. But you find it a shame that you have to work on him while he's unconscious. You wanted to talk him through every step because even though you're with Hydra, who doesn't give two shits about a human life, James is a great asset to you and you want to treat him as such.

'Thank you! That was greatly appreciated!' You say when you walk into the lab. James is now knocked out cold and strapped to his chair again. With tighter and stronger restraints this time. 'Leave us, please!' You scurry the remaining agents off. Once the door is closed, you step around the unconscious man. His metal arm is rusty and looks old. A smile is creeping up your features again. When you're done with him, he will be called a melioration.

Melioration ~ James Buchanan BarnesWhere stories live. Discover now