Hey guys! I'm not going to finish writing this story. i really dislike how I've written the first few chapters, and i don't want to continue writing something I'm just not into any more.
After Bucky volunteers to be in cryo-freeze after the fight with Cap V Stark, scientists work around the clock to find a way to remove the switch in his head. They work tirelessly for 2 years, but still come up with nothing. Then, Emily Lexington walked into the facility. Having been in training for psychology and human behavior, she had a feeling as to how to find a cure. She thought, if they could find out how it was put in, they may be able to take it out the same way.
When Emily began inquiring as to how it was put in, rather than how to get it out, her superiors immediately call Steve, unsure what to make of the situation. Steve, after hearing Emily's reasoning, agreed with the girl, and promised to help her in any way possible, as long as it led somewhere. While the rest of the scientists work the angle they always have, Emily, with the help of Steve, is able to find out how they brainwashed Bucky in the first place. With this is mind, Emily begins to work on reversing what damage had been done. While most days were just sitting in the lab, analyzing data, she began to speak with Bucky's unconscious form, like one would speak to a pet. She vented to him about work, she even asked him questions about his own self. Despite all the pressure and worry, Emily began to fall in love with the unconscious man in the booth just behind her table. What she wasn't aware of, however, was his love for her as well. While in cryo-freeze, Bucky could hear everything that happened around him, he just could see it, connect with it. It was like, bowing asleep, but conscious of what others were doing. Slowly, as the months went by, he found himself falling in love with the voice in his head.
Or at least, he thought she was in his head
"I'm guessing you're here to try and recruit me? Again?" I ask him patiently. I believe this is the fifth-time Nick Fury has come calling. Each and every time I have turned him down, but eventually he comes back and proposes the same thing.
"No, I'm here to see if you'd like some girl scout cookies. The Samoa's are selling really well this year." Nick sasses while giving me his signature glare. I smirk. He's a sarcastic jerk, but he is funny.
"Oh, well in that case..." I start and trail off, knowing it'll make him even more frustrated. He huffs and my smirk grows. "Why do you want me so bad?" I ask, honestly wanting to know. I watch Nick as he sighs deeply and clasps his hands in front of him.
"Your skill set is equal to the best that we have. You would be an invaluable part of the team." He explains, but he knows that isn't what I mean. We stare at each other for a moment before he sighs again. "Your history only makes you more of an impressive subject." He continues and I groan. "The point is that you would help put an end to what happened to you, on a global scale." He says. "Think about it, Shifter." Nick drops a folder on the concrete and starts to walk back to the exit of the roof.
I flip through the folder lazily, barely skimming the papers, but I know all of the names already. Once I've gone through most of it I stop and toss it in the dust behind me. Reading it was useless. I wasn't made to be any sort of hero.
I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS. ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND THE SITUATIONS I CREATE.