Never forgotten ~ Bucky Barnes

TWELVE

I'm losing my mind, you see it happening but you don't care because you're the reason I'm losing my sanity

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As we land mine and winters pinkies are still connected, even knowing we would get punished for showing any act of emotion. As we stood up, our hands still clasped in shackles, pinkies still locked around each other though we let each other go to late, a Hydra guard saw us.

He was quick to tell the other guards and soon we were torn apart. Us knowing what was going to happen put up a fight. We were not going to stop fighting, even though we knew it wouldn't do much. After every brain shock some how we always remember each other. They don't need to know that though.

Snatching our arms in their rough, harsh, gloved hands, they drag us to the cold base, our legs burning as the grass scrapes our skin. Getting closer and closer to the base caused my heart to begin to race. My sweat glands starting up making my palms, neck and face moist and slippery.

I shout winters name until my voice breaks and is horse, but I keep going for I had to get to him. Winter does the same, we see the other and it was as if a fire ignited between us. Each of our eyes saw the others and how they were struggling, that alone made us push forward to help.

As I was pulling to get away from the guards and to Winter, they planted a shock disc on my arm and leg sending over three thousands volts of shock waves through the vibranium. This making me scream in agony and fall face down in the dirt, stones that lay on the ground dig into my face creating miniscule cuts.

I hear Winter let out a war cry, grunts and shouts from the opposition could be heard over it all. Lifting my head to see Winter, I see him pushing guards away some laying on the ground motionless others wriggling around in pain.

Winter looks up only to see my body lying on the hard ground with guards on top of me, pinning me down with their knees on my back. Our eyes connect and pure rage fills his steel blue ones almost making them go grey. He pushes the rest of the guards off him before standing up properly.

He makes a few steps forward to help me when a taser shoots out and grapples to his skin just over the scar tissue that his bionic arm is attached to. Automatically, he come down and falls next to me like a sack of potatoes. A groan escapes his lips as the yank us up, a yelp from mine when they make me stand on my leg that's writhing in pain. I see a gun come from the back of a guard and he points the back of it to my temple, a good few centimetres away before he brings it down and knocks me out. The last thing I hear is a shout from someone who I presume to be Winter, after that all of my senses are gone.

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When I wake up is the same time they roughly push me down on a metal chair. My eyes are almost forced open by the light beating down on them from above me. However, when they do open though my sight is not greeted by beautiful mountains that I dreamt of but rather Alexandra peirce sitting on what must be an uncomfortable plastic stool. His dull blue eyes are concentrated on my exhausted face.

"Sargent, you have been amazing to me. To Hydra. But now that you are remembering things that are not important, I must wipe you completely so that you don't remember him or anything else." His expressionless voice haunts my head, bouncing around my brain like an echo.

Before I can think what I say I blurt out " But I love him." I surprise my self but I also feel my mind go to a dream like state, getting lost in a world that never existed.

" No. No you don't. Weapons do not have any feelings. Especially pathetic ones such as 'love'. That my dear does not exist." Peirce states, before walking over to the shadows blending in. My eyes drift to the right of me that's when I see Winter looking just as confused and lost as I feel I do.

Hearing a machines power come to life, my head turns around in all the directions that I can before I feel a contraption descending down on my head. When the cool feeling of metal forms all around my head, my chest starts to rapidly rise and fall. My breath once steady now comes out in uneven puffs. My Clammy hands grip the chair handles with extreme force, creating a dent with in the metal.

The whirling sound of electricity could be heard through out the walls that surround us, filling up the deathly silence instead. A mouth guard gets shoved into my mouth like the thousands of times before hand. My chattering teeth clamp down onto it for the worthless life I have left, making sure I don't bite my tounge off when the memory wiping happens.

My left eye sight gets blocked by the clamp that grips my skin around the socket of my eye. Broken Russian words get thrown about (by people that are obviously new). They're talking about turning the 'blender' on and that's when I know what they were talking about. The machine. My mind. They were talking about turning the machine on and wiping my mind. Again. Only this time I doubt I would remember Winter this time.

"I love You!!" I shout to Winter just as it starts. Just before I start screaming. Screaming for Winter. Screaming for it to stop. For it to kill me already. Only I know it won't happen. Hydra wouldn't do that to one of their valuable assets.

Before I can grasp onto my memories tightly in my fingers, they disappear. Everyone is gone locked behind the tallest walls imaginable. Locked in a safe with the password thrown in the ocean.

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What feels like eternity passes in a split second and the head piece of machinery gets lifted of my head. My body is released harshly and so it bounces forward from the chair and back.

My head feels fuzzy and light. A head ache is very much present, for it was banging at the front of my skull like a bullet fired from a gun. My eyes scan the room to get my barings and they meet with steel blue ones. They stare back in shock and sadness quickly over laps. Tears well up and glaze over the bottom of his eyes, a stray one escapes and slowly rolls down his cheek down to his chin and drips onto the concrete floor.

I tilt my head to the side in confusion, wondering why he let a side of emotion break through. But also why he was looking at me like that, with so much sadness. It was like he was mourning the death of someone. However, no one was dead. Was There. Someone who died?

Though I couldn't sit and think on the point because I was yanked up and made to watch, as they dropped the man with brown shoulder length hair on the chair I was in just moments before. A machine was placed over his head and deep down I felt sad and anger but I pushed it away as soon as it came. It stirred up to life and an ear piercing scream escapes his mouth. Soon sweat drips down his hair line. His face become shiny with the body fluid.

Hours later it stops and he takes deep breaths in to re-fill his lungs. His eyes did what mine did and look around the room. He too was roughly lifted from the chair and was dumped next to me in the chair next to mine. Our eyes make contact both of us clearly trying to decifer if we knew each other, but our minds decided that we did not. Peirce makes himself known by stepping over to us from the shadows.

Grabbing a plastic stool, peirce places it in front of us and sticks his hand out. A man in a black suit steps forward and places a thin file in his hand gently. Peirce opens it and turns it around so we can see it upright. One picture is show of a black man with an eye patch. A scowl on his face. Little detail is written below the picture. His date of birth is shown along with his work resistance, S.H.E.I.L.D. It stated where he would be, what time we would need to be there and that he would need to be dead. Any casualties is not a problem.

"This is your mission Sargent, soldier. You must do this with no resistance. It doesn't matter who is in your way, you kill them and then him. Understood?" His word was final. We wouldn't defy him anyway. He was our superior.

"да сэр. Понял." We say in union and with that we get lead to prepare for our mission.

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Translation:

да сэр. Понял.
Yes sir. Understood.