Never forgotten ~ Bucky Barnes

ONE

*flashback*

"Steve, Betty. I've got to tell you something", you look up to your love, Bucky. You had a guess of what he was going to say. You didn't want him to say those words. It burned your heart down to the core. Yet you had a feeling that you couldn't sit and stay back.
You always had a rough side of you, and yet here you are tears threating to spill out of your hazel green eyes.

You look down to your freshly polished navy blue shoes. Suddenly getting interested in a loose piece of blue string at the hem of your matching navy blue dress. Fingers placed under your chin as they gently pull up.

Meeting Bucky's steel blue eyes, with your glazed ones and lip slightly trembling. His face told you everything already. He was going, not matter what you, Steve or anyone else was going to say. "Buck, you can't go. Y-you just can't. I won't let you." Tears now leaking out. You clutch onto his neat brow plad, suit. His arms instinctly wrap around your smaller frame. "Doll, Doll look at me."

Getting a small amount of courage you look up, not knowing what to expect. Buck places a small kiss to your temple. "I will come back okay, I promise. I'm with you till the end of the line."
"Promise you'll never forget me"
"Doll, you'll never be forgotten"

*End of flashback*

Blinding. That's all you could see was the blinding white light all around you. You squinted your eyes, to see if would help you. However, to no avail it didn't work. You start to walk around in what direction, you didn't know. The white light made you think about memories, memories so far away you could only grasp around your finger tips. Only for it to fade away into the nothing-ness in the very far back of your head.

Pulled away from your thoughts, you realise instead of the white light, you are surrounded by tall thick, green spruce trees. Gorgeous, luscious soft grass beneath your feet that are in brown clad boots.

Straighting your back up, you twist your head from side to side. Doing this made you feel stiff like you have been in one place for a long period of time. You start to walk round. Wrapping your left hand around the rough trunk of the tree and swinging yourself around it. Doing this to a couple trees made you slightly dizzy as you see the world spin in a manner that shouldn't happen. So you stop and take a deep breath. In and Out.

You sat down. Confusion waving over you. You're confused of why you are exactly in this forest or meadow of a sort. You want to know how you got here. Most importantly you want to know who you are. You remember your name and two others. Steve and Bucky. Who were they? What correlation do you have with them? Where they important to you? They must of been, other wise you wouldn't remember them right?

Right?

A slight buzz corresponds through your body, from the tips of your toes to the top of your head, making shoulder, length brown hair stand up on the back of your neck. The buzz caught you of guard sending you of your feet and landing on your back. With a groan, you prompted yourself up on your elbows.

Once again standing back up onto your feet, you let out a puff. "What's happening to me, I want things back to the way they were". But do you know how things were? All the thinking you had done made you light-headed. So light-headed that you didn't know what was happening until you blacked out. Hitting the floor on the way.

As if it was magic, you're back in the red room. Fighting hand to hand combat. The person fighting you didn't have a face. No. Instead the person had a smudge to cover their face. Their identity. 'They' was a girl. She was In a skin tight suit. From the way she was fighting I could tell that I was training them. They were good too. Extraordinary even. Such good martial arts was not something someone could easily do. This girl was younger too. By the look of her light young skin on her hand, as she fought, you could tell she was about seven-teen.

Just as you start to think more about it. It hurts your head as if a metal door had you in head lock. Your memory soon fades from the pain and you start hearing a radio. Something about a football match.
Your mind screams at you that somethings wrong. That something just doesn't add up. You hear a slight hum of something, that doesn't register in your head. It confuses you tremendously.

Silencing your thoughts and blocking the radio and hum you stretch out your hearing further. In the distance, it sounds like people talking in a hushed tone. Like their trying to not wake you up.

Laying there you start to feel the blood go to your toes and fingers, the numb-ness soon fading. Your eyes begs you to open them, you try but it doesn't work. You try harder and harder to get something, one of your limbs to work at least.

That's when you feel it. A slight probably, un-noticed wiggle in your hand or fingers. Not really caring which it was. You go from that and do it again. Except this time you feel your eyes open slightly, hazel orbs seeing the room. A man, with golden blonde hair sits in a mahogany chair, head in his hands. He's wearing a brown leather jacket, and from the looks of it, it's been worn a comfortable amounts of time. His legs are in deep blue jeans and smart-ish dress shoes. His off white shirt clung to his broad chest tightly.

The strength in your neck comes back enough to lift your head up. This action makes the hospital like bed squeak slightly under the pressure you are putting apon it. The man's head shoots up quickly. Taking in his features you notice his ocean blue eyes are looking at you. He stares at you intensely, as though he's dumbfounded that you're here.

"Betty?" He asks mouth agape a small amount. "Yes?, who are you and what do you want with me?!" Raising your voice as much as you could, which wasn't a whole lot. "Do you not remember me? Steve, Steve Rogers?" Tears cloud his eyes. "No, the name rings a small bell, should I?"

"We were siblings". The man you know knew his name to be Steves says in a whisper.

A/N:
GUESS WHOSSSS BACKKKKK. That's right. Me!!.

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