Theredangel Stories

Bucky's POV: Nat peeked, barely dodged another bullet. "I think that's The Red Angel," she muttered, sliding into position beside me. I glanced at her. Red Angel? "Didn't think she was real," Nat continued. "Thought she was just a myth. Supposedly trained in the Red Room. Or maybe Hydra got their hands on her first - no one really knows. There's talk she was an experiment. The kind that leaves a trail." She shifted again, moved to another position as the others kept the woman busy. I followed, covered her flank. Then Nat said the part that stuck with me: "Thing is... she should be old by now. But the way she moves? Doesn't look like any grandma I've ever seen." (...) Nat: "What the hell was that?" I didn't answer. Couldn't. I was staring into the smoke, my fists clenched. My breath shallow. "Someone I might've known," I finally said, voice low. "Someone they might've used me to create." Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, settings, or concepts belonging to Marvel or the MCU. This story is a transformative, nonprofit fan work created purely for entertainment. All rights to the original material belong to Marvel Studios and their respective owners.

"Your a danger to them!" "I know" "They'll send more people!" "They won't" "And how do you know that!" "Because If I'm not there they won't send anyone" "What?" "There after me not them..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Just read it. ~~~~~~~~~ slow updates. ~~~~~~~~~ i dont own the devil is a part-timer. ~~~~~~~~~ hope you like this book. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ I made the cover the art used for the cover is not mine i only added the other stuff ~♡Anna♡