-𝑵𝑶 𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑫𝑰𝑬-
Persephone De Luca is a mysterious, knife throwing, future predicting badass who has a certain winter soldier confused and annoyed. Why can't he seem to get through her tough exterior? Also...why can't he beat her during...
"Oh I'm lost. Don't know where I'm going but I'm counting the streetlights on the way. Just six more hours, sun breaks to morning" - Marlo Owczarzak
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Bucky's PoV ⋆ ☽ ⋆
I was lay in bed after a crazy night.
Percy had told us how she had trigger words similar to mine, her last mission before Tony and Pietro rescued her was to kill the Avengers; she was scared of what she could do...it hurt me to see her so vulnerable.
After she'd told the team she'd gone straight to her room and hadn't come out for the rest of the night.
I sighed knowing I wasn't going to be able to sleep tonight.
I got up from bed and decided I would look for Percy: I knocked on her bedroom door but got no answer, worried that something had happened I opened the door but her bed was empty.
It was 3am and I was beginning to feel worried-Hydra was after her and that scared me.
I took the elevator down to the gym and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the dim lights glowing, lighting up the equipment.
I heard the sound of knives slamming into a target and immediately knew Percy was down there.
"Hey there doll" I made my presence known.
I didn't fancy a knife in my eye for startling Percy.
She ignored my greeting and threw the knife at her target with more force; her expression was focused and dark...I recognised the look.
"Dove" I called hoping my more affectionate term would help her snap back to reality.
"Leave me be, Soldier" she growled a reply.
"Persephone De Luca stop throwin' those damn knives and listen to me!" I snapped.
Again, she ignored me and threw another knife at the worn down target.
"Stop!" I barked moving to stand in front of the target she was aiming at.
She immediately made the knife stop midair and retreat to her hand.
Her eyes bored into mine holding so much sadness and pain it almost made me crumple to my knees.
"Stop pushing me away Percy" I begged.
"And if I don't, you die!" She yelled angrily.
It was the first time I'd heard her even moderately raise her voice. She was always so calm, reserved and composed but she was letting the facade fall before me
