Mine

Chapter Eleven

Tony looks over at me as he pulls Steve inside the jet. Steve's eyes were glued to the ground, not wanting to see my pained ones. Tony gives me a small smile before the door to the jet closes. Tony Stark never backs down from a fight, yet here he is; running. If all of these agents were not surrounding me, I could run to the jet. Run to home.

Once the jet wasn't anywhere to be seen, I get back handed with a pistol. My back roughly hits the ground before I drift to a dreamless sleep.

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When I awoke from my sleep, I come face to face with a spotlight. People in white coats worked around me, gloves covering their hands as they held needles. My vision wasnt all the way there, but I could faintly see Bucky in a chair next to me. He was strapped down with leather bounds, it kind of reminded me of an animal. Exactly what he is.

I look at my body, seeing myself in the same exact position as Bucky. Leather bounds around me in a tight hug. My eyes scan the room once more before it hits something on the table near my feet. The thing, I knew it was mine.

I look at my right arm to see it missing, well not exactly missing. My arm is on the table by my feet. It just isn't attached to me. Nothing is there, just a stub by my shoulder. I think I was too out of it because I wasn't freaking out. A normal human should, why am I not?

“Oh hello Miss.(y/n)! How are you feeling.” a man in a gray suit jacket says.

My mouth was too dry to say anything.

“Well that's fantastic. My friends over there are just about done with your new arm. Aren't you excited?”

My eyes move behind the doctor to Bucky, who was still asleep. “Don’t you worry about him, he just had to get a few things erased. But he is going to be so happy to have you just like him.” the doctor says.

“My friends, why did you fight them?” I finally ask.

“That was so they know you are okay and that we won’t hurt you. They think you are our little toy, but you are going to be our new soldier. After your next transformation you are going to have those memories of your friends gone.”

This doctor pets my head before he walks away. His coat flowing in the air, making his exit more dramatic. Even though I wasn't all the way to my senses yet, I still rolled my eyes. Once he was fully gone, doctors in white coats swarmed me. They opened up the wound on my nub of my shoulder, letting blood pool out on the floor.

I did feel a sting at first, but it gradually got worse. Once I was full on screaming and thrashing against the bound, they brought out the arm. I saw the arm through the tears of pain. It gave off a great shine when it hit the light. Doctors pull the arm off the cart it was on, bringing it towards me. I watch as the people bring out long needles and twine, looking at me and then the arm. Within forty seconds the arm was attached to my body. Stitching held my new arm to my shoulder.

A few doctors take a step back to admire their work, but others start to poke me with more needles. By now everything hit me like a truck. My arm is now full of metal, just like the assassin that is sitting next to me. I have to get out of here, I can’t kill people. Especially for Hydra.

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I sat in a cell, my head trained on my new arm. I could move it like how I could a real flesh arm. But it was metal, and metal isn't normal. Steve will never love me again, he will think i’m a killer. Tony could help me though, he could do something. He always knows what to do, right? He will know how to unattach this thing to me.

The doors to my cell open and a very eager Bucky walks in. His eyes fall onto me, eyes softening once they hit my arm. He walks up to me, sliding down the wall to me. His big arms cradle me as we sit on the floor. His metal arm intertwined into mine. I wanted to push him away, but I know he will get angry. We haven't had alone time in a while, pushing him away will push him over the edge.

“Я всегда буду любить тебя.” He softly says. (I will always love you)

Again, I still don't know what he said. So I just nod in response, hoping it’s the right answer. The male seems satisfied with my answer, only because he brought me closer.

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