Sweet Like Arsenic (B. Barnes) ✔

2 | handcuffed

  My eyes opened to see a metal-plated ceiling with two fluorescent tubes flickering on and off, the light blinding my eyes. I was laying down on a hard bench inside a cell

  My hands were now handcuffed to the desk in front of me. The metal was warm, suggesting that I had probably been in them for a while. I sat up to see a mirror, possibly a two-way one, on one of the walls. My reflection showed a young woman with tangled honey brown hair and a pair of deep blue but bloodshot eyes.

  A rattling noise sounded and I turned to see an armed woman with blonde hair open the cell door. She walked over, grabbed my arm and forced me to stand. A pair of heavy footsteps came from the corridor, and another guard walked into the cell, this one pushing me forwards.

  With a guard on each arm, I was led into an interrogation room that also had a mirror. The blonde guard left, leaving the man behind. He strapped my handcuffs into two slots on the table as I watched on. Upon finishing, he walked to a side of the small room and stood, watching me as the masked soldier had.

  I could hear the sound of a door opening and I turned around in my seat. Captain America and Tin Man aka Tony Stank. This would be fun.

  "It's you!" Tin Man exclaimed, pointing at me and looking at America's ass' owner in amazement. The guard had left after they arrived.

  "Didn't your mummy tell you that it's rude to point?" I snapped back, peering at him for the second time that week.

  "Didn't Hydra tell you to kill yourself when you get captured?" Stark sat down casually in the seat opposite mine, resting his head in his hand as he peered at me.

  "Tony," Captain Crunch warned quietly.

"Cyanide pill? Didn't get the memo."

  Cap rolled his eyes, making me grin. "Fourth of July doesn't get a seat?" I asked in mock worry, wishing that I could rest my hand on my heart for emphasis. "It's okay, you can sit on my lap."

  "Stop it. You're a criminal." The most law-abiding citizen in the room spoke up, moving to stand behind Starky with his arms crossed over his defined chest.

  "Where is the notebook?" Captain America demanded irritatedly, leaning in as he practically spat the words out.

  "The what?"

  "Goddamnit, Elvira." Stark groaned.

  "It's not Elvira." I sneered back.

  He furrowed his brows. "Then what's your name?"

"Donatella."

  "Alright, where is the notebook?" Stark said, trying not to laugh but failing to do so. Captain Crunch remained stoic probably since he didn't know his memes.

  "I don't know."

  "Sure you don't." Cap's jaw twitched and I smirked at his response.

  "I actually don't! I gave it to the dude and he left! Then I went back to the office! Which has nothing to do with Hydra! Happy?"

  "No. And, for the record, your office might not be part of Hydra but all of the workers are, in fact, Hydra sleeper agents." Stark said.

  I frowned. "Wait. Hol'up, how? I did my research on everyone before I hired them, thank you very much."

  "You're talking a lot for a Hydra agent, so I don't know if you're lying or not."

  "That's only because agents are told to kill themselves when they're caught! Look, I... I thought that I'd be finally free from Hydra, but I guess I was wrong."

Nobody said a word, until I broke the silence.

  "What's gonna happen to me now?" I asked Stark since Cap still stood behind me. I do not want to go to prison. Or back to Hydra either.

  "High-security holding cell, maybe."

  "For stealing a goddamn notebook?" I feigned not knowing what the notebook contained but really, it was much, much more than just a 'goddamn notebook'.

  "It's much more than a notebook. It contains a copy of the Winter Soldier Book, and much more sensitive information. It will cause carnage in the wrong hands." Cap said.

Well the Captain explained it better.

  The door burst open and a familiar person walked in. I looked into the mirror and saw that Cap had straightened his posture and was smiling warmly at the assassin. "Hey, Bucky."

  "Wait, so your name's Bucky?" I asked the no-longer masked man.

  He ignored me and instead turned to face Captain America. "She's enhanced. Step away from her, now."

"An enhanced?"