Bright light. Talking. Bang! You awoke with a start. "Mission report." A stern looking gentleman requested.
"Why am I still alive?" You asked taking in your surroundings. You were back in the Hydra headquarters. How that place had grown on you.
"MISSION REPORT SOLDIER!" The same man yelled. You just decided that it was best to keep your mouth shut. You were slapped round the face and punched for this response.
"You know when we were fighting on that ship against (Y/N)?" Scott whispered into his earpiece.
"What about it?" Steve's response came.
"First, she's still alive." On the other side of town, Bucky's face lit up with excitement, but dropped and Scott continued what he was talking about. "Second, you know when she said that if she did survive, that the people that she is working for would torture her? Look into the ant cam."
"The wha-" Steve started.
"Just do it!" Bucky hissed back at him. They both obeyed and they saw you covered in deep wounds and being brainwashed once again by the leaders of the company. The screams were ear-splitting and came across like a sea of living nightmares. Steve could have sworn that Bucky was crying, but when he looked at him he just said that he had hay fever. Once the process was complete, none of the men had realised just how tense they had been. "We have to get her out of there." Bucky breathed running to the exit.
"Wait. Buck. Are you sure this is safe?" Steve cut across him and blocked the doorway.
"I'd say about as safe as the time we were on that train and I fell to my 'death'." Steve smiled before saying
"I certainly hope not." They both looked at each other before gearing up for the fight (they knew that collecting you wouldn't be the easiest mission).
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Avengers Imagines
FanfictionJust like the title says, a series of Avengers imagines. I do not own any of the characters in this book except (y/n) you. Requests are still open, so please give me ideas in the comments or privately on Instagram @G0d.of_m1schief.
