Red, White and Black

Red, White and Black

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Sep 30, 2024
I had one purpose; to keep HYDRA's best asset in line. Their violent and skilled puppet assassin known only as The Winter Soldier. The Fist of HYDRA. HYDRA stole me because they wanted a new way to control him. In turn, they used him as a threat to keep me in line. I shouldn't have fallen in love with him but I did. I shouldn't have left him behind but I did. I should have known that buried deep inside him was the man he had once been but I didn't. I should have realized it was that man that broke through long enough to help me escape but I didn't. I put that part of my past behind me and I moved on. I didn't want to fall in love again but I did. I fell in love with a man driven to do what was right. A man who was the embodiment of strength, protection and of the enduring spirit. A man out of time and haunted by what he had lost but trying to make the best of it. I didn't know that my past and my present were on a collision course but they were. I didn't know that the only two men I had ever loved were intricately connected to one another. Now we have to navigate a complicated obstacle course of emotions.
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Crave

The Asset. Makes it sound like there was only one, doesn't it? One assassin, one soldier, one life stolen and taken over to be used as a tool for evil minds. There was never only one. Hydra's bloodstained hands, people called them. And once one's hands have been bathed in blood so many times, it's near impossible to look at the skin and not see red. Yet, when Hydra has been pushed out into the open by the Avengers there's the slightest flicker of hope for the asset left behind. You see, I never had a Steve Rogers. No one is looking for me. The only person I've ever had is the one I was trapped with, the one that's now free. The one who, if he finds me, I will surely destroy. I DON'T OWN THE AVENGERS OR MARVEL, ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND SITUATIONS I CREATE.

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