Never forgotten ~ Bucky Barnes

TWENTY EIGHT

The little things make us relive memories; some good, some bad and it brings us back to see where we went wrong.

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Rage coursed through my veins, fuelling the fire in the pit of my stomach. A scream erupts from my malnourished throat making it feel like it'll bleed any second. My eyes focus on my mission and it was like everything else melted away. My vision became tunnelled and all colour turned to red. I whipped out a knife and twirled it around my fingers, letting my hand flex out the tensed up muscles, before lunging at my opponent. I swiped at him hoping to catch his torso a little but to no avail. The captain jumped back avoiding my swing only to attack me with just as much force.

The captain swung his fist back charging the assault before he let it drop forward aiming for my head. My head didn't move fast enough and his, leather fingerless, gloved fist slammed into my skull almost knocking me down. From the force of the hit my body twirled round. Before I fell to the ground, my vibrainium hand flew out to catch myself. Steadying myself, I shook my head side to side and got ready in a fighting position.

The fighting between the two of us carried on for a while, each of us trying to get a hit upon the other. I got more hits on the target because I could switch and change my fighting tactics as I please from Hydra, but the captain could not.

Bruises had most likely formed under both of our gear from all the punches that were thrown but we kept one another at bay for now.

As the time ticked by nothing was happening, our skills pretty much matched. Though when I somersaulted backwards and kicked the great captain America's shield out his hand and I noticed the chip that needed to be plugged into the heart of the motherboard was near the edge of the metal arm we were fighting upon. That's when I knew what I needed to do.

The mission saw where my eye sight went and as I punched him across the jaw with my heavy metal fist, he went to grab it. I charged at the blue eyed righteous man, trying to stop him from ruining Hydras' plans. When I ran I let my body fall to its side so I could slide down the ramp and to the target. I saw he had picked up the chip and held it in his hand once more but I lifted my right leg to kick it out once more. The man opposite me watched the chip fall and I took that as my chance to get back up. I went for the mans throat, wanting to choke him to death but I didn't get far. The mission grabbed my wrist and flipped me over and onto my back causing me to slide over the edge to the next platform below us.

Hitting the platform below caused pain to rocket up my spine, adding to the pain inflicted earlier. I rolled to the side and stood back up, not ever ready to give up. Although while I was falling and recovering, the suited man had jumped down also to retrieve the chip and was currently running after it. Noticing the circular shield not that far away from me, I walked over picking it up. With it gripped in my hand, I crossed my metal arm over my body in a throwing motion before letting it go. I watched it saw through the air and hit the man in the side knocking him down to the floor.

As he was in pain and down on the ground, I stepped over some metal while reaching and quickly drawing out a pistol. Though the opponent saw my actions and was quick enough to snatch the painted plate to cover his body from getting shot. Once my rain of bullets were gone, the captain shot up from where he was crouched down and swung the disk back at me hoping to get a hit. However, he doesn't as I lift up my right vibrainium arm to deflect it. The shield hits my arm and sky rockets away like opposite ends of magnets. I whip out the kings I swiftly tucked away earlier and strutted over the the captain and attacking. The captain stops my blade from entering his shoulder for a short period of time, but I use my metal arm for the upper hand and slam it down and into his shoulder making him grunt out in pain.

With the knife still momentarily in the targets shoulder, he moves his head back before he hurls it into my own a few times. Each time makes me slightly dizzy but I don't let go and shove home away before lunging for the chip on the floor next to us. The captain grabs me by the shoulders and lifts my up only for him to latch his hand around my throat and throw me backwards. He keeps me on the floor and tries to pry my hand open to get the chip out. A couple seconds pass and he realises my hand is not going to open so he adds pressure onto my neck while chanting 'drop it, drop it' over and over again.

My lungs burned from the lack of oxygen I was receiving, so I hit my flesh arm against his hoping it would do enough damage to him. Hitting him was doing nothing and him holding me wasn't doing anything either, so the captain decided to dislocate my shoulder. I scream out in pain while the captain rolls us so I'm on my back on top of him. His muscular arm is around my neck, squeezing it tighter and tighter while his other gets my metal arm down. Once he got my vibrainium arm down, he used his leg to keep it down and in place. I was making my body thrash around, me starting to go into panicking.

I felt my eyes get heavier and my body become weaker from the lack of oxygen my body was being deprived of. The clutch on my neck getting stronger and before I knew it I felt the world around me go black and I felt my grasp on the chip loosen as I blacked out from the scenery around me.