Bucky Barnes imagines

Chaos

A/N: Okay, so I wrote this as an alternative ending for "Our Little Secret", in which the reader ended up dying and Bucky sought revenge, etc. Decided to release it while I come up with some more ideas for future imagines. :)) It's angsty and sad as hell, though. Just a fair warning. 

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The new HYDRA compound was a scene of chaos. 

The Avengers had touched down and were aiming to end all of the evilness that this group had created. And now, Sergeant Renolds was trying his hardest to ignore the panic that was building up inside him. 

Over the past six months, he had jumped from base to base to avoid confrontation with the Winter Soldier or any of the Avengers, but they had finally caught up with him. For the first time in his life... he was scared.

A loud knock on the door of the large room he was hiding in startled him out of his thoughts. He did not move an inch or move to speak a single word. "Oh, Sergeant..." a cold chuckle that was all too familiar to him sent goosebumps down his spine. "I believe I have a promise to uphold. So you might as well open the fucking door and face me like a man."

"I have men in here." Renolds lied through his teeth, praying that the Winter Soldier could not tell how scared he was, or that he was lying.

"Well... I know that's a load of BS. My friends and I killed all your men until there was one left. He told me where to find you, and that you were alone. Very alone."

"He's an idiot, whoever he is."

"You don't have anything to defend you. We burned the fucking book, and at best, you have maybe one round left in your gun. " A moment later, a loud bang erupted, and the door was open. Bucky Barnes stepped into the room, wearing his all-too familiar uniform, with his silver arm exposed. Two of his knives were in his hands, and he gave the Sergeant a fake smile. "Missed me?"

A shot was fired from the Sergeants gun, and Bucky deflected it with his metal arm. He began to make his decent down the stairs to where the other was cowering in fear.

"You know, I've been anxious to see you again." Bucky flipped one of his knives over in his hand. "I wanted to have a real heart to heart with you about what happened last time we met."

"Please..." The Sergeant pleaded as he backed up further, and tried to shoot again, only to see that he was out of bullets. He dropped the gun, and backed up against the wall.

"You know, I remember my wife saying the same thing." The slight humor died from Bucky's eyes and was replaced with a mix of anger and pain. "But you didn't give a damn."

"I fucked up, I know." Sergant Renolds held up his hands, desperate to be spared. "I will do anything you want, I swear."

"You can't do anything I want!" The Winter Soldier threw one of his knives, and it sunk into the wall only inches from his target's face. "You can't bring back my wife, you fucking piece of shit!"

"I-I..."

"You can't go back in time, and prevent HYDRA from turning me into the Winter Soldier. You can't do anything!" Bucky threw another knife and it grazed the tip of Renold's ear. His lip trembled as he watched the soldier pull another knife from somewhere on his uniform.

"I'm sorry..." his voice had almost disappeared entirely. "HYDRA threatened my family, and I had to join.."

"You think 'I'm sorry' is going to cover it?" Bucky walked closer to the Sergeant. "Is that how little my wife's life meant to you? Just another little piece of trash that could be used? Because she meant a hell of a lot more to me, and I don't believe any of the bull shit you're spouting now."

"I don't know what to say." Renolds whispered.

"There isn't anything for you to say..." Bucky twirled the knife in his fingers before gently grazing the tip of the knife along the skin of the Sergeants throat. "You're a sick son of a bitch who killed my wife. My children have to grow up without a mother, and I have to live the rest of my long life without the love of my life. "

"I'm-"

"Don't say it." Bucky hissed, and Renolds flinched as his face moved closer to his own. "You don't mean anything you say." It was silent for a moment. "I'm going to do the world a favor... and let your crueless die in this room."

With a quick flick of the wrist, Bucky stabbed his knife into the HYDRA loyalists soldier. He released a cry of pain which was quickly silenced as Bucky wrapped his metal hand around his throat. Bucky's eyes were watering as he stared at the man struggling to breath. "You made me kill her like this, so I will Kindly return the favor."

The sergeants face turned purple, and a few moments later, his neck snapped and body went limp. He was dead. Bucky released his body, and watched as it dropped to the cold floor. The same floor that Y/N had died in only six months before. Bucky bit his lips gently as he felt a tear slip down his face. "I'm sorry I couldn't save you, doll." He looked around the room. "But... I killed him. I wish that I could've done more."

"There was nothing you could've done, Buck." He turned to see Steve standing at the door. His eyes flickered to the Sergeants body on the floor. "At least you got to avenge her death."

"But she shouldn't be dead, Steve." Bucky's voice wavered at the end of his sentence. "None of this should have happened. HYDRA shouldn't have turned me into the soldier."

"You wouldn't have met Y/N if you hadn't become the Soldier." Steve said gently. "And you wouldn't have those beautiful children if you hadn't become what HYDRA made you. And Y/N loved you, Buck. She still does, wherever she is now. Now, HYDRA is defeated, and you get to be a father to James and Rebecca. Isn't that a privilege in itself?"

"It is." Bucky nodded before walking towards the door to Steve. "I just...I imagined my happy ending to look a little differently.

"With Y/N?" Steve asked gently.

"Yes."

"You'll see her again. One day." Steve wrapped his arm around Bucky's shoulders. "But for now... you have an amazing future ahead of you."

"Yeah..." He smiled gently, as they walk towards the jet. "I Sure do."