Mirror Mirror -Avengers Fanfiction-

Chapter 13 -Almost-

*TIME SHIFT*
2 MONTHS LATER

Y/n’s POV

I don’t know how long I have been here but this place sucks. That's an understatement. My days and time are a messed up since I haven’t seen the sky in what… a month? I don’t know. I don’t know of anything right now, one moment I was in my room and the next I was here. I remember nothing in between.

Every day is the same… wake up, get poked with needles, train, totrure, train, eat and then repeat. Wake up, get poked with needles, train, torture, train, eat and reapeat over and over again, it is driving me insane. But that's what they want. They want me to give in, but i’m not.

The first couple weeks I hoped the Avengers would come for me… but they didn’t. I am slowly losing hope that they will come, but I don’t want to think about it… it hurts too much. A couple days after I woke up in this cell I met the Winter Soldier. He doesn’t talk much but neither do I so all we do is train. He always kicks my ass but tells me what I need to do better after, then that's it.

I still haven’t met the one in charge but I sometimes see his shadow through the glass of the training room or the testing room.

The large door opens and two agents step in. One walks over to me while the other points a taser, ready to fire if I make a move. The agent grabs one of my wrists and reaches for the other. I quickly used the wrist that he was holding and forced him in front of me just as the taser that was aimed for my neak dove into his chest. I pushed him into the other agent causing her to get distracted and punched her square in the face, knocking her out in one blow.

I slipped on the women's uniform, put my hair in a low bun, grabbed the man's cap, and sucred all the wepons into the many pockets. I cracked open the door and checked to see if anyone was there. I opened the door enough to exit then locked it behind me and started down the hallway. I walked until I saw a small map on the wall and jogged over to it. I recognized the hallway I just walked and looked for the nearest exit. A couple of turns and I’ll be there. I memorised the map and started for the way out when the alarms started blaring. They must have found the unconscious agents and started the alarm. I start jogging towards the exit when a hand grabs my arm. I turn to face one of the commanding agents.

“You are running the wrong way agent!” he glared down at me.

“I-I” I started thinking of a lie. “I was ordered to go help guard the nearest exit, sir.” I replied back, mentaly begging him to by it.

“Then hurry on then! Agent!” He said then ran back the way he came. I sighed with relief and continued running towards the exit. I took a few turns and saw the door when a metal arm grabbed me by the back of the neck, it hurt like hell. I twisted my body and used his arm to help get my kick higher. My foot slammed into his face and he was flung into a wall. I felt a burning spread through my body and saw that blue flames were dancing off of my skin.

The Winter Soldier stood and stalked towards me like a lion with his prey. He charged at me and I dodged sending a kick to his back. He stumbled but turned around fast and kicked my feet from under me, making me land on my face. I’m pretty sure my nose was broken. He jumped onto my back crushing me against his weight and stuck a needle in my neck. I struggled and tried to wiggle out from under him, my face against the cold floor.

He grabbed both of my hands and cuffed them behind my back. I could feel the effects of whatever he injected me with causing my limbs to go numb. He got off of me and swung me over his shoulder instead of just dragging me. I watched as the exit door got further and further. I was so close to getting freedom… so close. My mind started getting fuzzy and all I could feel was the rythem of his footsteps.

Thump  Thump,  Thump  Thump,  Thump  Thump,  Thump  Thump

Almost like a heartbeat, almost.

Bucky’s POV

I saw everything. The way she desperately tried to escape and the way she fought for her freedom. I wanted her to escape. I wanted her to be able to go back to her home where she would be safe. I admit she has grown one me in the 2 months that she's been here. I tried to fight it, to let her escape but I wasn’t strong enough and all I could do was watch as I stabbed the needle into her neck. I couldn’t control my body.

I watched as she started going limp and all I wanted to do was comfort her. Her pained expression struck me hard, if I was stronger then I would have been able to help her. I had a tiny bit of control now, so I picked her up and swung her over my shoulder not wanting to drag her like the first time I took her. I felt her body go completely limp as I was walking to her new cell, it worried me a bit but I could still feel her heartbeat. I would never forgive myself if I killed her.

We entered her new cell, it was next to mine but she won’t know because the only thing she would be able to see is her reflection. The room had mirrors as walls. This cell was designed to drive anyone who lived in it insane. I set her down in the center then looked around. I started feeling dizzy with all the reflections and the never ending chain of mirrors. I looked at the ground and even they were mirrors. I walked out and headed towards his office.

“Red Skull” I stood there and watched him as he looked at a paper.

“Ah, soldier. Has the situation been handled?” he asked, not looking up from his papers. I hated how he called me soldier. If I could control my body I would be strangling him.

“Yes sir” I replied.

“Good. I want it's training to resume tomorrow”

“Yes sir”

“Your dismissed”

I turned and walked out of his office and headed to my cell. Sure I was able to leave it when I was called but I was still held in it when I started getting my memories back. I didn’t say anything about them because I want to keep them. I remember fighting Hydra in 1945 but that's all I have so far, except for little specks of a blond haired and blue eyed man. I don’t remember his name or anything like that, but he's probably dead now if I knew him in 1945.

I pull off my mask and lay down on a small broken bed in the corner of the room. I look up at the ceiling and let sleep take over.

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Hello readers! I didn't expect anyone to read my story and I'm grateful for the people who did! I just wanted to say that I'm sorry if my writing gets cheesy or difficult to understand at times but I'm only 13 and this my first time sharing things that I wrote in public soooo ya. Thank you to all who have made it this far!