I knock on Bucky's closed door, it opens and he looks at me. “can I come in?” I ask and he opens the door wider so I can step in, I walk into his room which is the same as mine but his is navy instead of light blue. I sit in the edge of his bed and he stands near the wall “What's wrong?” I ask softly so I don't sound demanding. He sighs and looks down tensing his metal arm “I don't deserve this”, I stare at him “deserve what?”.
“This” he motions at the room, “And you” he says quietly. I stand up slowly I grab his metal hand “yes you do and if you dare disagree with me I'll rip this arm out and slap you with it” he smiles softly. “Bucky you're not the monster they made you and this…” I lift his hand up and interlock it with my weird one “... is a part of you and you will accept that one day”. I go to move my hand but he grips it and pulls me forwards into him, letting go of my hand he wraps his arms around my waist and buries his head in my neck. I return the hug.
“Thank you” he mumbles into my hair and I smile to myself, we finally stop hugging “you should get some rest” he tells me and I nod. “So should you” I walk out his room and go to the bathroom, I walk in and look at myself in the mirror. Shaking my head I decide to shower, I pick up the hair dryer and it doesn't turn on.
“oh come on” I inspect it and it comes on making me jump a bit. I finish and go to turn it off, it won't turn off. I keep trying “TURN OFF WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU” I yell and it explodes in my hand, I shriek in pain and fall backwards. I close my eyes not wanting to look at what damage it's done to my hand, great way to lose your right hand.
Bucky runs in (luckily I'm dressed) “What happened?” I open my eyes and look at him still refusing to see my hand, “th-the hair dryer m-my hand” I stutter from shock. He looks at my right hand and back at me “What about it?” I look at him confused and lift my hand up, no blood or missing fingers. My eyes widen and I look at him “oh god what's wrong with me?” I start to panic and he grabs my face making me look at him “calm down doll everything is ok, just breathe”. My breathing slows and I stare at my hand.
“pass me something electric please” I say and he looks at me confused before passing me a lightbulb, I'm not going to ask where he got that from.
We're both sat on the floor in the bathroom, I put the lightbulb into my right hand and put my hand so it's flat. I concentrate on the lightbulb and it slowly gets brighter until it explodes, we both turn our heads quickly to avoid the broken glass.
Bucky looks at me in shock “I think I have new abilities” I say looking back at the broken lightbulb in my hand, “you need to practice how to use it” he grabs the first aid box and gently grabs my hand which now has glass in it.
He pulls the pieces of glass out my hand and I cringe in pain, he wipes the cuts and wraps a bandage around it. “thank you” and he nods putting the first aid box back, he puts his hand out and I take it with my good hand. He lifts me up and we look into each other's eyes.
Someone knocks on the door breaking us out of our trance, “Who is at the door this late?” We both look at each other and make our way to the door.
I grab a gun that was tucked under the desk near the door and opened the door a little to see who it was. I open the door a bit more and don't see anyone there, I turn to look at Bucky and shake my head. I shut the door and we both go to bed.
After a few minutes I hear a bang from downstairs, I arm myself with the gun I decided to take up with me. I grab a torch and turn it on to hold it with my gun like they do in the army films. I slowly walk across the hallway to Bucky's room and see him awake too, he grabs a knife and I walk down the stairs not making any sounds. I peer around every corner and it's empty, I get to the kitchen and see a shadow sat down.
“Evening” the man says and I walk over to him, “What are you doing here?” I say lowering my gun. “Nice to see you missed me” he laughs “Nick it's late and I can't be bothered to deal with this just tell me” I look at Bucky who's stood behind Fury and he puts his knife down.
“We found Ads, Steve asked me to get you and it's Fury not Nick” he says “let's go quickly then” I run out the room and grab Bucky on my way out “You're coming with” I say and he smiles “I was going to anyway”.
I change into my suit and arm myself with my katanas and guns. I finish and meet them at the car outside, I climb in the car and Bucky sits on my right side in the back with me while Nick drives. “where is he?” I ask looking at Nick, he looks at me through the mirror then back to the road “we're going Vegas”. I smile and look out the window watching the scenery change as we leave Wakanda.
I think about how long I haven't seen Ads for, what if he hates me? What if he doesn't want to see me? I sigh. “Hey… it'll be ok I promise” Bucky put his hand on my hand and smiled.
We finally get to a jet, “omg! A private jet I've never been in a private jet” I cheer loudly as we get out the car, Bucky smiles to himself and Nick just rolls his eyes. “This is going to be a long journey” Nick sighs walking up the stairs of the jet.
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Tenebris Angelus
FanfictionWith a haunting past and bad humour, will the Dark Angel be able to survive her encounter? If she doesn't- she'll go down in style What happens when an angel meets the avengers? Will it end in happiness or misery? With hydra after her she ends up g...