Summary: Bucky Barnes is still the Hydra’s asset. He doesn’t remember who he was before. You’re his new handler. How things between two of you are going to turn out?
Chapter: 2 of ?
Warnings: none
Words: 998
Author:Rouge
A/N: continuation of first chapter. Hope you’ll enjoy it. Please stay tuned, the action is under construction ☺
It trailed him, hushed as the night, dancing between the trees as the sunlight flickered. It melted into darkness with the arrival of dusk, until it blended and disappeared against the backdrop of nothingness. But it remained, only neglected. Like the stars during the day – overpowered by the pouring rays of sunlight – but yet still there. As night whisked away it joined him once more, hailing like an old friend. It mirrored his actions, as though looking up to him, surveying and admiring his every move.
The Asset wasn’t yet able to state what was it but he could clearly feel its presence. Something was wrong, he felt it in his bones.
When he got up that day, he was feeling wrecked. He didn’t want to go at the training room. He didn’t want to leave his little cell. But he couldn’t say “no”. He was their tool.
He worked out until his skin took on a glossy shine and the salty drops invaded his eyes. As he kept moving the sweat was a welcome addition, cooling and helping him to feel like he’s worked hard. When he stopped doing push-ups, he felt how wet his clothing has become. The sweat trickled down his back, free flowing like condensation on a window pane, it beaded on his forehead and dripped from his chin.
He felt glances on him but he couldn’t figure out, to whom they belonged to.
Meantime, you were standing behind the one-way mirror, observing Barnes carefully, two agents accompanied you in the room.
“He’s ready,” strong voice whispered straight into your ear.
You didn’t realize that you supervisor has entered the room; he did it so quietly that you almost jumped at the tone of his voice. You felt his breath on your cheek. It smelled like cheese that had been left in the back of a broken refrigerator– for, say, a month. You stopped yourself from a gag reflex by turning your head slightly aside.
“Mint?” You offered politely, pulling little packing out from pocket of your uniform.
Man had politely declined, and you nodded lightly.
“He’s ready to comply,” the lieutenant repeated. “But his last two performances made us worried. The High Command instructed me to take steps to exterminate this Asset,” man informed casually.
You shrugged, shaking your head. “I don’t think so, comrade lieutenant,” you replied in a deep voice when you heard his last sentence, “He is ready but only partially. We cannot be sure that he won’t betray us.”
Lieutenant threw you a cold glance as he scratched his chin. “Exactly. So, miss Y/N? How long will it take?”
You frowned. “I’m afraid I don’t understand, comrade…”
“I ASKED HOW LONG WILL IT TAKE YOU TO TRAIN HIM, Y/N?” This time man growled, you noticed with the corner of the eye that he clenched hands in fists. “I’m giving you one last chance to rebuilt our faith in this piece of trash. His former handler wasn’t too involved in our requests,and you good know how had he ended.”
“Yes, I know,” you admitted, “But I… I am not sure…” You swallowed hardly before speaking out loudly. “He’s unstable, we all know this.”
You looked through the mirror to watch Barnes doing dead lift with a huge load. You stopped breathing for a second when you realized that Asset was looking straight at you. Moment later, you cooled yourself down – he couldn’t see you through this kind of a mirror. You knew it, yet a strange, unspoken fear remained in the back of your head.
Of course, it didn’t go unnoticed by your supervisor. Older man smirked rudely. “What? Are you afraid of our minion?” He chuckled awfully, and bared his nicotine stained teeth.
You took a quick breath and kept the poker face. “No, comrade. I’m not afraid at all. Give me a week, and I’ll do the most loyal figure of him,” you said, looking at Barnes through the glass, “He won’t try anything ever again, I guarantee,” you added.
Man turned around and was about leaving the room but he stopped next to you to pat your shoulder. “You have one week. Not a minute more.” After these words, man left the room along with two other agents.
You let out a shaky breath, then rubbed your temples to calm yourself down.
You looked at your reflection in the one-way mirror, and left the room quickly, heading straight to the gym.
The Asset was now working with a punching bag.
You frowned as you noticed some blood on his knuckles. “Enough,” you said loudly.
He gave you a brief look but he didn’t stop. He was still slamming into the punching bag.
“ENOUGH, ASSET!” You yelled loudly.
He stopped, leaning his forehead against the ratty material of the bag. “What do you want, Y/N?” He asked simply.
You crossed arms over your chest, looking at him. “Listen, you’ll be training with me from today. You’ll also be assisting me in my daily tasks, do you understand?” You tried to sound firmly but your voice almost faded out with last three words as you saw a smirk on his lips. “What’s so funny, Asset?”
He tilted his head to look at you, he ran his tongue over his lips. “We’ll see who will be training whom,” his blue eyes were looking straight into yours, and you felt uncomfortably, what made him smirk even wider. “But okay. Deal,” he agreed as he stretched his back, presenting all the tensed muscles.
You felt your heart skipped a beat at the view but you tried to keep straight face. “Tomorrow. At 6:00. At the driveway. And don’t be late,” you informed him before you left the gym.
As soon as you did, you rested your back against the cold wall, gasping for air.
Summary: Bucky Barnes is still the Hydra’s asset. He doesn’t remember who he was before. You’re his new handler. How things between two of you are going to turn out?
Chapter: 1 of ?
Warnings: none
Words: 1325
Author:Rouge
A/N: this very first chapter was written for @arawynn‘s writing challenge. My prompt was “do you have permission to be here?”.
Surrounded by four grey walls, there was nothing else to do but stare at them. To look at the paint that had started to chip off as time passed, or gouged by others – anything to pass time. He was slowly going mad, theorizing absurd meanings from the wall’s blank stare. He wasn’t sure about anything. He didn’t know who he used to be. He couldn’t remember any certain moment from his past, just few random memories were always going through his mind, however he couldn’t place them in time. Were they real? Or was it just his imagination that was tricking him?
The darkness swirled around his curled form on his bed, tendrils of inkling bleak reminders of his solitude. The silence echoing in his ears was the constant white noise that never shut up. Her head swam in the fire burning inside, the only smoldering embers of a time where there had been other presences with him, around him, in him. But then, the void had been slowly filled with a cold, howling storm of fear that refused to ever let up. He was completely and utterly alone in his mind, body, soul, and most of all, entirely alone in the world.
The knock came quietly first and then there was silence. He frowned a bit, slowly raising his head and turning it to the door. “Who’s there?” He asked, his voice husky and unpleasant.
The knock was louder and faster this time, no one has responded at his previous question. Long-haired man got up and within three large steps he was next to the metal door. He opened them and frowned slightly.
In front of his door, in the dim light of fluorescents, you were standing, looking around.
He let his glance along your form, from the bottom to the top as he leaned his flesh forearm against doorframe. “Do you have permission to be here?” He asked simply, his cold gaze was still on her.
You nodded, you were visibly hesitating. “Yes…” Your voice was nothing more but a whisper. It didn’t, however, make him less unpleasant. He simply didn’t care about you, yet he was pretty curious about purpose of your visit in a dungeon.
“I’ve asked you a question. Who the hell are you?” He repeated, his voice was deeper this time.
“My name’s Y/N. I am your new handler.”
He blinked and it was when he noticed a large briefcase in your hands. It was definitely not what he was expecting this evening to bring.
“You’re wrong, Y/N. My handler’s doing pretty good. He’s upstairs, having a training with other agents.” Man replied with a light shrug. “I don’t need you. Go away.”
He turned around in an attempt of closing door but you stopped him, slipping your leather boot between doorframe.
“Here,” you opened the briefcase and pulled out some document, handling it to him, “read this if you don’t believe me.”
Man let out a loud, irritated sigh but he took the paper from you. His eyes were getting wider and wider while he was reading the contents of document. His handler has died in a car accident at morning. He had enough bad luck to get hit by an armored car while being with other Hydra’s agents in the small village nearby.
“Impossible.” He scoffed out. He looked at you, a wry grimace on his face.
“Well, I didn’t come here to have some gossips with you.” You said. “We have a mission tomorrow. We gotta get prepared. Let me in and stop wasting our time, okay?”
He cocked his brow but shifted away, letting you in to his chamber.
When you got in, he closed the door behind you and walked to his small bed to take a seat at the edge of an old mattress.
You put your briefcase on the tiny table next to small, barred window. You sat on its counter, crossing your legs nicely, looking straight at him.
“Do you know anything about your next mission, asset?” You asked him.
He nodded simply, shrugging. “Yea. Gotta kill the prime minister of Russia.”
You nodded. “Good. Remember that you…”
“… have to stay undetected, ma’am. I’m not an idiot. It’s not my first task.” His voice was cold like his glance that was still on you.
You remained silent for a while, then nodded. “Yes. Exactly this, asset. Get up and take off your shirt.”
He cocked his brows but obeyed your order. He slowly took off his grey shirt and tossed it onto bed. The view of his muscular chest and flesh arm made you speechless.
“Do you need any configurations of your… metal arm?” You asked, swallowing hardly. You had to admit to yourself that this man was handsome and that your heart skipped a beat when you were observing him, staying there half-naked in front of you.
“No.” He said simply and took step towards you.
You held your breath when he stopped in front of you. He leaned down and stopped his handsome face barely few centimeters from yours.
“You’re scared. I see this. Why they assigned you to someone like me?”
A gentle tilt of his head made you even weaker and you had to put all of your strengths into keeping a straight face.
“They found me the right person for this job.” You shrugged slightly, turning your head aside a bit to avoid his glance. “I was a handler before so I assure you that I…”
“I’ve never said you’re a wrong person, haven’t’ I?” He simply cupped your cheeks with his metal hand and forced you to look him in the eye. “If you were a handler, you shouldn’t be scared, yet you are. Why?”
His breath hit your cheek as he whispered into your ear. You swallowed hardly before you answered. “I’ve never worked with someone like you. You’re distinguished. You’ve never failed. And you’ve killed so many people… Wouldn’t it be stupid of me if I wouldn’t be scared, huh?” A little smirk appeared on your lips for a second or so, then it has vanished when you met his steel blue eyes.
“Good.” He let your cheeks and stretched his back. Man turned around and walked to his bed, slowly putting shirt on, his every muscle was so tensed.
You bit your lip, chewing it softly. The truth was that you were cooperating with American government and you were a spy. When you infiltrated Hydra’s household, you were on a straight way to get sergeant James Barnes and take him back home. You knew there was a long way in front of you to finish this case. And since he opened his door for you minutes before, you knew it won’t be easy to gain his trust. But there was no turning back. You had to do your best to keep things right.
He turned his face to you, his cold glance was on you again. “Better get some sleep. Tomorrow’s gonna be tough.” He said and pointed at door.
You gave a simple nod and took your briefcase with you.
When you opened door, you stopped for a second. “See you tomorrow… Sergeant Barnes…” You whispered and quickly left, closing door behind you.
He frowned and ran after you, opening door widely. “How did you call me, Y/N?!” He yelled but you didn’t stop until you turned into another corridor.
You put your back to the wall, breathing deeply, you struggled for every breath, trying to calm your heartbeat.
The asset was standing in his door, then he simply closed them. Many thoughts were running through his head at that moment. He laid down onto his bed, slipping hands beneath his head.
Barnes. Who was Barnes? He had a feeling he has heard this somewhere before but he couldn’t remember where.
He felt a blackness come over him. He finally closed his eyes as he drifted into a dreamless sleep.
Bucky returns to normal life after being a part of Avengers team. One day, on the street of New York, he meets a young woman. He doesn’t know yet, that this meeting is gonna change everything he used to know.
Authors: Beast & Cass
The city was a vast, intricate, labyrinth
of noisy, streets and alleys. He could hear the incessant honking of the
vehicles even before the sun rose. Impatient businessmen who had to get to the
office, mothers who had to leave their children at their schools, facing the
puzzling challenge of navigating through the crowd of parents and children;
even some of the teachers who had stopped at the local bakery to get a bagel or
two before their morning classes. After every person had reached their
respective destination, the traffic congestions cleared significantly as if
humungous snakes had eaten their fills and were retracting back into their dark
and eerie caves.
Walking down the street, Bucky could smell
the fresh batch of sweet and spicy rolls being baked for the lunch hour rush.
To him, it was a clear sign of the city slowly waking up.
He anticipated to see what the new day would bring for him. Maybe a new reason
to run again. Maybe an accidental meeting with someone he used to know before.
Or maybe even hope…
She was runing as fast as she only could.
“Sorry!”
That was all she could say, pushing people out of her way, no metter who it
was. She was only focused at running away from cold claws of danger.
This young woman has been betrayed by her
own family, her life full of happiness and prosperity has changed into an
elopement.
Whole city was waking up, when she was
still running, all people and smells that were catching her attention before.
were now meaningless.
All she craved was safty… A place that will be safe enough to lost
S.H.I.E.L.D’s agents that had order to find and capture her because of what she
was.
She could feel her heart pounding inside
her chest, every breath, and every step was her little prayer.
Suddenly she bumped at well-build man, and
trying not to fall onto ground, young woman instinctively caught both of his
arms. One of them felt normal, like a flesh, but the other was cold and firm.
She quickly looked around and then her glance stopped at the man.
“I’m so sorry, sir.” Woman said trying to catch her breath.
She moved away from man and continued to run.
Bucky has been taken out of reverie by
surprise.
Trying to secure the woman from falling
down, he caught her elbows and hold her firmly in the place.
“Not a prob…” he even didn’t end
his sentence, because girl has rushed to escape.
Bucky shook his head in disbelief,
murmuring something in Russian under his breath. He continued his walk down the
street, but it wasn’t long before he has been stopped again.
The familiar uniform has showed up on the
horizon and within few seconds a tall man stopped next to Bucky.
“Excuse me, have you seen a young
woman? She had grey hoodie and black pants on?” man asked, looking around.
Bucky hesitated for a moment.
First of all, he was afraid of being exposed. Secondly, he had seen a dread in
the eyes of young woman from few minutes before.
He shook his head slightly.
“No. I haven’t. Sorry.”
He was glad. He had sounded as firm as it was necessary.
Other man thanked shortly and ran further,
leaving Bucky in the middle of sidewalk.
Street was a terrible place, everyone could
see her.
For sure this weird guy told Agents, that he has seen her… And for sure he had
shown them direction.
Woman quickly jumped into alley to hide
from the crowd of main street. Maybe now she will lose them..
Girl pulled hood onto her head and started
walk slowly, looking around. Everything was so… New for her.
This was first time in her entire life, when she had to run for her life, she
couldn’t believe, that her own family wanted to get rid of her.
Her family was too high settled, their fame
and good reputation was more important than love to their daughter.
Young woman looked around and took a deep
breath, she had no idea what to do now. This whole place was filthy.
She flinched, when she stepped into mud.
“God… How could I end up like this.”
She whimpered and continued her walk.
She saw stuff, that were really far away from her standards. She used to spend
her time in beautiful places, where everything was gorgeous and expensive, but
right now she was surrounded by mud, homeless people, rats and stray animals.
From woman in dress she changed into a woman wearing the hood and trying to
escape from death.
In the same time, Bucky has made quick
shopping and headed back to his flat.
He was renting a little apartment on
Brooklyn.
It had one larger room, little kitchen and the bathroom. Nothing else, but it
was enough for him to survive.
Bucky entered his hideout and first steps
he headed to the kitchen, where he placed shopping bags on the table’s counter.
Then he walked back to the front door and man made sure he had locked them.
Bucky flopped onto the old couch, not even
taking off his leather jacket. He pulled a box of cigarettes out of his pocket
and he lit one, inhaling deeply with a smoke.
He couldn’t stop thinking about that young woman. Somehow she caught his
thoughts.
Cold wind made her shiver, she also wasn’t
used to such situations.
She took a deep breath and tried to think.
What to do now? Where to hide? Is this the end?
Bucky ended his cigarette and he laid down
on his couch.
Looking up at the ceiling, he was thinking of his previous life, when he used
to be part of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Now, nothing was the same anymore. Because of his arguments with Tony Stark, he
has ended being the enemy number one to everyone. Even to Steve…
Bucky didn’t realize, when he fell asleep.
She was tired, trying not to sleep was too
hard. Her eyelids were really heavy, but before she even could close her eyes,
she saw familiar uniforms somewhere in the crowd.
“No..” She whimpered scared and got up only to quickly run away.
Young woman ran into skyscraper, she tried
to knock to many doors, but most of flats were empty at this time or people
were simply ignoring her.
She tried on every floor, everytime it was
the same: people’s ignorance or emptiness.
Finally, she got onto 13th floor.
She started banging into door from local F9, which were close to the lift.
“Please! Help me! I need help! I beg you! Show some mercy!” Her voice was
nothing more than mix of fear and sob. “Please… I beg you..” Woman whimpered.
Bucky growled deeply as he has been woken
up from his dream.
Cursing under his breath, he walked to the
door and opened them wide.
“What the fuck you…” he had
been snapping for a second, but became silent shortly after. “What the
hell.. I remember you..”
She blinked, looking at man, he was like
three times bigger than her.
“I… I remember you too..”
Woman said and wanted to run away but she heard group of people, knocking and
checking doors on lower floor.
She shivered, terrified, and looked back at
man.
“Please… hide me… I beg you, don’t let them get me.” Woman whimpered, grabbing
his arms in act of desperation.
Her sight was full of fear and sadness.
When the footsteps get louder, she simply
ran into man’s flat, not paying attention to him.
Bucky blinked in a disbelief.
“Wait… What…” but before he has ended his sentence, the woman
just entered his flat without asking about his permission.
“Who do you think you are? I don’t
need any extra trouble” he hissed, closing the door.
“Please… Please, sir… Please… hide me,
protect me. I’m begging you.”
She whispered full of pure fear and panic, woman even fell onto her knees.
Her breath stopped, when she heard knocking
to the door.
“Oh… God… No…” She said quietly and quickly hide in man’s bedroom, not even
saying a word.
Bucky looked at her with a cold gaze, then
he improved his jacket and went to open the door.
“How can I help you?” he said
firmly as he opened the door.
Tall man, dressed in a S.H.I.E.L.D uniform,
gave him a little nod.
“I’m sorry. We are looking for a young fugitive. Have you seen a not too
tall woman with long dark hair, dressed in a hoodie?” man asked simply,
looking directly at Bucky.
Barnes made a grimace, like he would be
thinking deeply.
“No. I was only in the shop today. I haven’t seen anyone. No one as you’ve
described” he said calmy, but in his firm tone.
Other guy nodded slightly and thanked him,
he simply walked away, knocking to another door.
Woman stood close to bedroom’s door,
listening to every word.
She had hope that this man won’t tell them she is in his flat, he didn’t want
to have problems.
She felt guilty for putting him into such a
situation, they were complete strangers to each other and she made him deal
with S.H.I.E.L.D agents, even when she shouldn’t, but her fear and panic were
too huge to think rationally.
When man closed main door, she slowly left
his room.
“Um… Sir, I want to apologize for this. I shouldn’t do this… But my fear of
those people is too deep to behave rationally. I really should look at your
safety.” She explained slowly, taking off her hood.
Young woman looked slowly around.
“You have… nice flat… here.” She said, flinching.
Bucky was measuring her with cold glance,
his hands on his hips. “Sorry? Is that all you want to say?” he
hissed loudly, taking two huge steps towards woman. He stopped in front of her,
his face a few inches from her. “Who? Are? You?” he syllabized every
word, looking straight into her eyes.
She blinked and whimpered, shielding herself with her arms, when angry man got
closer to her. “I… I am Elizabeth… Elizabeth Bonnet… I am an art
student..” Woman whispered, even more scared. Right now she was more
afraid of him then of agents. He was visibly enraged and he had her at reach of
his fingertips.
“I didn’t ask about your name” he
simply pushed her aside with his shoulder, passing her by and flopping on
couch. “I’ve asked WHO are you. If S.H.I.E.L.D is after you, then it means
you’re not only an art student” he pulled out pack of cigarettes and lit
one.
Bucky put one leg on the other, leaning his back comfortaby on the couch. He
inhaled with choking smoke, then he exhaled it, using nose. “Don’t stay
like that, Miss Bonnet. You can take a sit. Don’t worry. I am not gonna hurt
ya.”
She let out unhappy sound, when he pushed
her aside. She turned around, rubbing her shoulder. “I do not know, what I
can tell you. They said that…. I’m a mutant.. but.. I did nothing against
them.”
Elizabeth coughed softly and waved her hand trying to blow away smoke, then she
looked at the couch. “Um… thank you, sir.”
She nodded and politely sat on the edge of the couch.
“Now I’m gonna tell you, what will
happen next.”
Bucky was focusing on the ceiling. He
didn’t even look at the woman sitting next to him.
“You can stay here. However don’t
think I’m doing this, because you took me with your begs” he chuckled
darkly, puffing his cigarette. “I’m doing this, because I have my own old
things to S.H.I.E.L.D. and because I know, how huge assholes they can be.”
He sounded a bit too antipathetical then he
had wanted.
“I have only one condition. Or maybe
two. First, you can use any thing you will find here as your own. I don’t have
problems with sharing my hideout with you, but you won’t be stepping into my
way if not necessary. And second, I need to know everything about you and you
special abilities.”
Bucky
rose from the couch and took his jacket off. The metal, bionic arm has gleamed
into the sunrays falling into thw room through huge window.
“As you can see, I am not an ordinary
person too.”
She listened to him, nodding her head at
his every word.
“O… Okay, sir and I understand, sir.”
Elizabeth bit her lips. “I… I don’t know
what to tell you… Stuff just start to float around me… and I have no control
over me.l sometimes.”
She said and shrugged.
Young woman jumped a bit scared, when he
got up from couch and took off his jacket, she looked at him with her eyes
opened wide.
“That’s why your other arm felt different, when I caught it this morning.”
He rolled his eyes, ending his cigarette.
“Yea. Probably that’s the reason.”
He went to the kitchen and came back
holding two oranges. Bucky handled one to the woman.
“I don’t want any objects to fly
around my place, okay?” he gave her a serious look. “Otherwise you’ll
be kicked out.”
He took a careful look at her. She was so
young. And she looked like a real dame.
“Hope those conditions aren’t too low
for you, Madame.” Barnes switched to his ironic voice. “And now. I
gotta go for a bit” brunette sighed lazily and went to the hanger, taking
his jacket off. “I’m gonna lock the door. Don’t let anyone in. And rest. I
bet you’re tired.”
After those words, Bucky just left.
She slowly took the orange he has offered
her.
“Thank you, sir… I can try to not make them fly… but I told you already, I
can’t control it.”
Woman looked at him a bit scared.
She frowned softly. “This comment was
redundant, sir. I am not gonna answer at such an unnecessary question.”
Elizabeth muttered, feeling offended.
Woman watched him and nodded slowly.
She sighed heavily, when he closed the door. She wasn’t used to such places.
This man tried to be ironic, but he was right, this place was way low beyond
her standards, but she couldn’t say no or run away. She had to accept those
conditions and try to fit in and live with this man in peace.
She was thinking about this for some time
before she slowly fell asleep.
Bucky stood watching the line where heaven touched earth. His wide eyes
witnessed the resounding glowing collision. Sparks lit the sky and blood
poured, as the glory of paradise descended further behind the seam of the world.
Barnes sighed deeply, wrapping leather jacket more around his shoulders. He had
spent whole day by walking around the town, thinking. Mostly about the new
situation he had been pulled into. He wasn’t sure, what to do and what to
think.
Bucky felt small as he glanced over his shoulder and saw his shadow slowly
shrinking towards his feet. He looked back to the line, only a few bright
streaks remained to signal heaven’s passing.
The sun had set.
It was one
of these days, when Bucky was full of rage. He recently has came back from very
tough mission in Eastern Europe. He has been sent to Nizhny Novgorod and he had
to invigilate the training of young Shield’s recruits.
Now,
brunette was at the gym, where he was doing his cardio training, trying to get
rid of bad emotions.
You went at
the gym out of pure boredom, your day was really boring, so you decided to go
there and do something.
Shirt and
shorts were all that you were wearing at the moment, you felt comfortable in
that outfit.
You entered
the gym and looked around, then you looked at Bucky and smiled at him. “Hey
there, Barnes!”
Bucky’s
eyes wandered slowly over you. “Hi” he only mumbled under his breath.
He didn’t pay too much attention to your
presence in the room, he just kept going with his exercises
You frowned
softly and walked to him. “Hey, why are you so angry today, huh?”
your eyes wandered slowly from top of his head to his toes. You licked your
lips a bit and smiled at him.
Bucky was
lifting weights, putting his whole attention to the exercise. He was slowly
tautening his muscles to slacken them after few moments. “Why so curious,
Y/N?”
“I’m
always worried about my friends and my team mates.” You looked at him
worried.
Bucky chuckled darkly.
“And tell me, Y/N, since when me and you are friends?” he gave you a
look, the specific one, which was reserved only for special occasions, when
Bucky was really not in a mood to conversations.
You rolled
your eyes theatrically and you sighed heavily, you always were trying to be
nice to this guy.
“Hmmm. Let me think.. Maybe since Cap forced Tony to take you to the team and
since Cap even brought you here? Maybe since that day.” You muttered annoyed.
Bucky
stopped for a while, putting barbells onto its place.
“Heh, yeah.” he looked at you briefly, then he grabbed his towel and
went at the other side of the gym. “Did anyone tell you, that you’re
annoying, Y/N? Can’t you see I am trying to do my daily workout? And can’t you
see I need to stay focused?” man sighed deeply. “What’s your
business?”
“Nope!
Cap says I’m sweet and Stark likes fact that I care.” You said, watching
him from behind. “Everyone likes me… well, maybe 99% of the team.”
You shrugged.
“So I
am that 1 missing percent” Bucky chucked. “Well.. Yea. Listen to the
man, who has been stucked in the ice for last 70 years and the man, who only
knows, how to love himself and how to be a narcissus” Bucky looked at you
above his metal arm.
“Heh,
still better than listen to the man that spent like… last 70 years as a
psycho killer controled by Hydra.” You smiled at him. “Why you are so
behind everyone, Bucky… it’s so sad…” you said quietly with sadness.
Man shrugged slightly. “I used to be
alone. And I still appreciate it. As you could saw for last months, I am
definitely not a social type of person. I like to be on my own, without bunch
of ‘fake’ friends around” his blue eyes, after little travel along your
figure, have stopped on your eyes. “Now. Let me finish my training.”
You walked
closer to him.
“Come on Bucky, how do you know,
that they are ‘fake’, if you even didn’t give them a chance.” You stood
next to him. “Look, when Cap brought me here from S.H.I.E.L.D., I was
scared of everyone. Everyone looked so serious and scary, but I gave them a
chance and look, I don’t have any fake friends. There are people, that really
wanna be friends with you.”
Bucky
rolled his eyes.
“I think I’ve made myself clear enough. I don’t need others.” Man
continued his training.
You grabbed
Bucky’s metal hand tight. “No, it’s not ‘clear enough’ for me. I can see
you aren’t like this, Bucky. I know you are different… Just tell me what’s
wrong. Because I’m worried, and I am not the only person who’s worried about
you.” You said, frowning.
“Nothing.
I had a tough mission. And I want to relax a bit. And it’s my way to do so,
Y/N” he snapped angrily. “Listen, doll, it’s a gym. Can you take your
sweet little butt and take a step or two away from me, huh? Maybe train a bit
too, it’s gonna help you to think clearly.”
“So
come on, let’s train. Come at me, bro!” You said. smiling at him.
“Come on, show me, how much of relax do you need, unless you are scared of
me.” Your smile changed from nice one into shabby within second.
One of
Bucky’s brews slowly rose, when a grimace crawled onto his rough lips.
“Are ya kidding me, doll? You don’t have any chances.”
Bucky wiped
his hands into towel, then he tossed it on the bench and slowly went into your
direction.
You got
ready on him, you were scared because this guy was three times bigger than you.
‘I hope he will be gently,’ you thought to yourself and bite inside of your
cheek, looking at him.
Bucky was
looking straight into your eyes, without any signes of hesitation.
With one
huge step he approached you and grabbed you by your left forearm, at the same
time undercutting your legs. Both of you lost the balance immediately and you
both fell onto the ground.
“Oh,
shit!!” You growled and let out a loud whimper, when you hit the floor
with your back.
You tried
your best to free yourself from his grasp, but there was no chances for it,
Bucky was just too strong for you.
“Damn you, Barnes.” You growled deeply, wiggling like a crazy.
Laying on
top of you, Bucky was smiling proudly as he was looking down on your face.
“Doll, I’ve been telling ya, that you ain’t gonna beat me.” His
bangs, wet from sweat, fell on his eyes.
You turned your head to him.
“Maybe…” you quickly grabbed his hair and pulled his face closer to
yours, than you kissed his lips hardly.
A mean smile appeared on your face.
“But I can do different stuff..” you whispered with a quiet purr.
Bucky at first was trying to pull away from you, but within
a second he got all comfy and gave a kiss back. It was a messy kiss, full of
rush and insecurity.
“You kissed me back..” you said quietly and moved
your hand through his hair.
“But… Why so shy, Bucky?”
Bucky swallowed hardly, licking his lips.
“It’s a bit inappropriate..” brunette mumbled quietly against your
soft lips, brushing them with his rough one.
His metal hand has been placed on your hip. “I think I will rethink our
relationship, Y/N.”
Quiet giggle left your lips, then you slowly turned around
in his arms.
Your lips started slowly kiss his neck.
“Oh really… So… I’m not annoying anymore?”
Bucky didn’t respond, kissing your clavicle and slipping his
impatient hands under your shirt.
“Come here.” You whispered and pulled him into
deep kiss, while you started to rub yourself against his crotch.
Bucky let out a moan, pushing his tongue into your mouth and
humming deeply. His cold metal fingers were running along the curve of your
waist.
You whimpered loudly into the kiss and clenched your arms
tighter around his neck.
Bucky placed himself completely between your legs, slowly
pulling your shirt up to reveal your breasts.
But suddenly..
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON OVER HERE!?” a loud
yell could be heard next to the door.
You blinked and looked up, your vision was upside down, but
you could see Tony, who was angry as hell and Steve, whose face was covered in
a blush.
“Bucky….. Y/N… What you two are doing here…”
Steve asked, obviously shocked by an unexpected view.
“Exactly! What the fuck!” Tony crossed his arms
over his chest, cocking his brow. “We left you for 5 minutes, and you just
fooling around with Mr Barnes?! Y/N, I don’t recognize you!”
You could feel, how your face is getting hotter. “I…
I… I just….” You bite your lips and hugged to Bucky tightly, hiding
your face into his chest.
“Tony, calm down.” Steve said softy.
Than he looked at Bucky.
“You…. get off of her and help her get up.” Steve muttered.
Bucky, with a huge blush on his cheeks followed Steve’s
order without complaining. He offered you his metal hand and helped you to get
up.
“C’mon guys, it’s just a wrestling” Bucky used the
only explanation, which came to his mind.
Tony laughed shortly, shaking his head in disbelief. “Jesus,
give me some patience, please” Stark put his hands up in a gesture of
helplessness.
You quickly got up and pulled your shirt down, looking at
man with a stupid smile on you lips. “I don’t think this explanation will
work.”
“Of course it won’t.” Blond man growled softly.
“You should be happy, that they haven’t done anything else.” Steve
looked at Tony.
Stark shrugged, turning around. “I see you in my
office, Barnes. 5 minutes!” he ordered harshly before he left the gym.
Bucky improved his sweatpants and went to Steve.
“Sorry, pal.”
“Just go there before he will kick you out of the
tower.” Steve sighed heavily, patting his friend’s shoulder.
You improved your shorts a bit and went to Steve. “Cap,
I’m so sorry… So so so so sorry.” You whimpered. “But I couldn’t
stop myself from… him.” You sighed sadly and looked down.
Steve smiled at you when Bucky was gone. “Good work,
Y/N. Don’t let him be alone.” he whispered.
A/N:Hello guys, Beast’s here. I just wanna say I found it super interesting and developing to write stories for you in cooperation with my beloved girlfriend. And, besides, I wanna share with you little information (yeah, I can’t stop myself from boasting), so… We got engaged Now I have an honor to call Cass my fiancée. Hope you all are gonna have great weekend, pals!
SUMMARY: Bucky had one of his nightmares. Reader is comforting him and in the end they have a passionate sex to get rid of all bad emotions.
Author: Cass and Beast.
It was one of those nightmares, where he
was completely paralyzed. He couldn’t make any single move, he barely could
breathe. He saw a field, everything was in snow and blood. His hands were in
blood. He could nearly smell that specific metal scent… He raised his head
and noticed few soldiers, their rifles were aimed at him and then was a huge
bang.
Bucky yelled, sitting at the bed, he was all covered in a cold sweat, trembling
all over his half naked body.
You could feel all of his chaotic moves, whole bed was moving because of him.
You could hear every heavy breath, every sound that left his mouth.
You quickly sat, when you heard the loud scream, you looked at your boyfriend,
you were scared.
“Bucky… Bucky, sweetheart, what’s wrong? Nightmares again?” You asked and
gently wrapped your arms around his trembling body.
“Yea… Again… Third time in last two weeks.” Bucky hid his face in
his palms, trying to massage his own temple. “It all.. It’s haunting me.
All over again” he mumbled quietly, sitting still in same position.
You looked at him sadly and moved to sit in front of him. “But… Shhh.. Please.”
You said quietly and pulled his hands away from his face. You slowly wrapped
his arms around yourself and moved to him closer, only to hug him as tight as
you only could. “It’s okay now. This was only a nightmare, but it’s fine now.
I’m with you, Ești în siguranță acum.” You whispered into his ear, stroking his
wet hair.
You looked strong, you wanted to be strong for him, because he needed that.
However, inside, your heart was ripped apart as every time before, when you saw
him in such condition. It was always hurting you, but you still tried to smile
to support him.
Bucky lowered his chin to avoid eye contact. “I know.. It was only a
dream.” He trembled again, feeling a cold shiver running along his spine.
Bucky slowly wrapped his still trembling arms around you and he nuzzled to your
chest. “Thank you, Y/N.. It’s.. It feels like a home when you’re cuddling
me..”
You smiled sadly, trying hard not to cry. “You are in home, Bucky… everything
bad is gone. You are safe in your own house.. With your own woman.” You said
and took his face into your hands, you looked at him with smile. “My James… “
You gently stroked his cheeks.
He pressed a messy kiss to your lips. Then he nuzzled to your chest again,
holding you as close as it was possible.
His breath has calmed down after few minutes.
“You’re warm..” he slowly rose his chin to look into your eyes.
“And so so pretty, doll..”
You purred happily and kissed him back.
You were sitting with him, gently stroking his hair, you felt happy by hearing
how his breath is calming down.
You looked at him and smiled. “Thank you, you are so handsome.”
Bucky looked straight into your eyes, none of hesitation in him. He kissed you
again, this time pulling you onto his laps. He placed his metal hand at your
back, running his metal fingers up and down along your spine. “I love you,
Y/N.”
You kissed him back and wrapped arms around his neck.
You shivered, feeling cold metal on your back, then you looked at him. “I love
you too, Bucky.” You whispered and kissed him again.
Bucky kissed you deeper than before, and he didn’t stop until he had air in his
lungs. He broke the kiss only to take a deep breath, and then he kissed your
lips again, slowly rolling into sheets with you and pinning you down with his
weight.
You took deep breath and you returned
the kiss again. You whimpered softly, when you found yourself laying
under him. “B… Bucky. What are you doing?” You asked quietly, looking into his
eyes.
He broke the kiss again, he trembled a bit before he opened his mouth to speak.
“I love you.. I think I’ve never let you know how much you mean to
me..” he placed a kiss to your forehead. “Lemme make you feel as good
as you do this to me always when I am in need..” his lips slowly traveled
to your neck and to the pulse point.
You nodded slowly and bite your lips gently, just by his kisses you felt like
in heaven, even after situation like the one from few minutes before. “Bucky…”
Not taking his lips from your skin, he hummed. “Mmmm?”
You sighed happily. “I love you too.” you whispered.
He gently shifted your legs aside to lay down comfortably. He slowly sucked on
your pulse point while his hand wandered to reach your breast.
You muttered softly, moving your body because of all the feelings. You felt so
good with him, you felt warm, you felt safe and loved.
Bucky, trying to be careful, slowly massaged your breast through his shirt you
were sleeping in. He moved from your neck to kiss your lips again. “You’re
mine..”
You nodded and whimpered softly. “Yes… I’m only yours… take me Bucky, please.”
You growled.
He couldn’t catch proper breath, his hands were shaking when he was undressing
you. When he took your shirt, he moved down, leaving a wet trail at your skin.
He slowly sucked on each of your nipples, letting his free flesh hand travel to
your panties and then under them.
You couldn’t help, it felt so good. A small moan escaped your mouth, you slowly
moved your hands into his hair.
“Have I ever told you how beautiful you are, Y/N? You’re a living
goddess.” He slowly caught your nipple with teeth and pulled it up a bit
to suck it in next second. He also rubbed over your pussy, slowly and gently,
moving his fingers from the bottom to the top of your clit.
You bite your lips hard, moving your legs because of sudden sensations.
You could feel, how wet you were and with every move you were even wetter.
Bucky kissed your breasts for one last time before he traveled down, licking
his way to your panties. He spread your legs and slowly moved his tongue up and
down your pussy through the lacy material.
You whimpered loudly and looked at him. “Fuck! Bucky… Please… I need you.” You
said and moved your hands at his strong shoulders.
Bucky smirked a bit, shifting your panties aside and burying his face between
your folds. “Mmmm… So delicious..” he murmured, sending vibrations
to your clit.
You arched your back and whimpered even louder. „God… Bucky…” You only grabbed
his hair and pulled them gently. You felt so good right then, you put your legs
onto his shoulders.
Bucky’s tongue was swirling around your entrance while his metal fingers
started to rub over your clitoris. “Good girl..” he hummed deeply,
not stopping even for a second. He gently sucked on your pussy’s lips, looking
up at you.
You gasped and only used your legs to pull him even closer to you. “Bucky…
please.. I need you inside me…”
But Bucky only smiled at you, he was never about to leave you undone. He licked
two of his metal fingers and with his eyes on your face, he gently pushed them
into your pussy, starting to move them in and out. At the same time he slipped
his second hand into his boxers to stroke over his yet hard cock.
The feeling of his fingers inside of you made you whimper his name, you moved
your hips a little. You looked at Bucky and then at his cock, you licked your
lips gently.
You could feel that you were slowly getting closer to your climax.
Bucky had his mouth half open, seeing how good you felt. Admiring your perfect
shapes, he slipped his fingers out for a while to lick them. “Jesus, Y/N,
you’re fucking tasty, babe.” He slipped them back into your pulsating sex,
but he also pushed his tongue in. You could easily see, how a bulge in his
boxers was getting bigger with every moment.
Bucky also felt that he was nearing his climax. He slipped his tongue and
fingers out of you and he knelt between your legs. In rush, he shifted his
boxers to his ankles. Man took his cock into his hand, and he gave it few long
strokes, then he just slipped himself into you
You watched him and gasped loudly when you felt him deep inside your clit, you
grabbed his shoulders and moaned. “Fuck… it feels sooo good… Your big, thick
cock feels so good inside me, Bucky.”
Bucky got his rhythm in a second. He was pounding in you strongly and quickly,
stretching your clit with his length. “Oh, shit.. Shit… Fuck.. Oh fuck..
Oh fuck..” he closed his eyes, letting the desire overwhelm him. He leaned
down and kissed you deeply, fucking you to the brim.
“Fuck… God, Bucky.” You whimpered and kissed him back, you slowly wrapped your
legs around his waist.
He was like a machine, moving in his own steady pace. You moaned into his
mouth, grabbing his hair.
Bucky took a hold of your waist, slipping his cock as deep as it was only
possible.
“Fuck.. So tight, so wet.. Shit!”
Bucky’s cock started to throb, so he slipped out of you only to switch
position. He laid himself behind you, placing you on your side and pulling your
one leg up to bend it over his strong thigh while he pushed his cock back into
your pussy.
You whimpered at the feeling of emptiness, you watched him and how he was
moving to place himself behind you.
You moaned happily, feeling him inside you again, then you gasped softly and
moved your hand to rub your pussy. You slowly added one of your fingers to make
yourself full along with his cock, moaning loudly.
Bucky was kissing your nape at that moment, bucking his hips faster and faster,
going deeper and deeper with each movement. “Yes baby, my good girl, holy
fuck!” brunette wrapped your arm around his neck, so he could lick one of
your boobs. His cock was throbbing after few long moves. “Babe.. Y/N.. Oh
my fuck, doll, I’m gonna cum..”
You could feel, how close you were. „Fuck… Bucky… I’m so close… please, cum
inside of me.” You whimpered.
Bucky grabbed your chin and turned it around to him, he french kissed you,
going fast in and out of your pussy. He slipped his hand between your thighs to
rub your clit at the same time. “Fuck.. Fuck.. FUCK!!!” he finally
yelled, shooting his load deep inside your wet core.
You screamed his name and kissed him back, you moaned loudly into his mouth
when he touched your clit.
“Fuck… Bucky.” You whimpered, when your climax hit you hard.
He rode his orgasm with few additional moves, then he stopped, still inside
you, enjoying the pleasure and wetness of your pussy. “My God..” he
whispered quietly, looking desperately for your lips. “It was… You
were.. Dear Lord.. Doll..”
You whimpered happily and kissed him. ”.. Amazing sweetheart.. I know, you
were amazing..“ You purred against his neck.
He brushed his rough lips against your soft one, then he slowly pulled out of
your core. "Fuck..” he moaned loudly, taking his cock into his hand
and giving it few more strokes. “My girlfriend is the best..” he then
laid his back on his side of the bed.
You sighed softy and nuzzled to him. „How
do you feel now, James?”
“Amazing.. Relaxed.. Fulfilled..”
he mumbled quietly, closing his eses
You kissed his cheek. “Let’s go to
sleep now, sweetheart. I love you.”
“I love you too, Y/N” Bucky
smiled, covering both of you with a blanket. “Sweet dreams, doll. And..
Thank you. For being with me always when I need this.”
You hugged to him and sighed slightly.
“I’m always here for you, Bucky. Always.” You said and closed your
eyes. You quickly fell asleep in his arms.
Bucky and Steve and their first time with smartphone
Request by: Anonymous
Author: Cass and Beast.
It was a day like many else before. Bucky,
sitting on the couch at the Avengers’ Tower, was playing with a little object
in his hands.
Steve walked to him and looked at lil
object. “Is it Stark’s phone, Bucky? I think he told you to not touch his
stuff.” Steve muttered and sat next to his friend.
“Yeaaah, I’ve heard all this before,
pal” Bucky shrugged slightly, moving one of his metal fingers over the
screen. “I like to make him mad. Besides. It’s only a piece of metal and
glass.”
“A piece of metal and glass that is
really important for him, just like for everyone in these days.” Steve
only shrugged. “I have no idea what interesting is in those smartphone or
whatever… In our times we didn’t have stuff like this.” He muttered.
“Heh” Bucky rolled his eyes.
“That dude can’t spend even 5 minutes without this device. I’m curious
what he would do if I would hide it somewhere…” Bucky giggled under his
breath. “Our century was much different, Steve. Maybe harder, but
better.”
“One day he will kick you out of here.
You are cruel for him. Father’s day and Stark gets a cup from you.. With words
"I love my dad” and you HAD to add “Sorry Tony” using
permanent marker.“ Steve rolled his eyes and looked at his friend.
"What are you doing there?” He said and slowly looked at phone.
“Oh, c’mon Stevie!” Bucky poked
Steve’s leg. “I just wanna see his reaction” brunette got up and
looked around. “Maybe here…” he approached the bookshelf and when
he tried to put phone behind books, he accidentally unlocked the screen.
“Fuck!”
“Hey, hey!” with flash hand he
carefully moved his finger along the screen. “The fuck is that, Steve?
I’ve never seen something like that before..”
“It’s just a phone Bucky. I saw how
Tony uses it, he just moves his fingers and touches it and the phone do
whatever he wants.”
“Lemma try this” Bucky, without a
blink, started to click each of the icons on the screen. “Oh.. How many
numbers… Mom.. Mostly to women. Precious informations” Bucky chuckled
darkly.
Steve gently smacked Bucky in the back of
his head. “Remember that those numbers can be also important for
him.” He said. “Maybe try to touch the other… lil picture on this
phone.” Steve said, he couldn’t help said he became a bit curious.
Bucky looked at his pal. “Really,
man?” he rolled his eyes annoyed. But he followed Steve’s advice and he
touched another icon. “Shit, man, I’ve just started recording…
Wait!” Bucky raised his hand with the phone in it. “Hi, Tony! Don’t
worry, your phone is a good hands!” Bucky waved to the camera.
“Just don’t kick him out Tony, please.
Turn it off back. Now” Steve muttered. “Gimme that.” Steve took
the phone and returned to the couch. “What else can be here..?” Man
said and looked at his friend.
Bucky eagerly followed his friend and
jumped on the couch. “Hey, I wanna see too!”
“Stark is gonna kill us pal.”
Steve smiled softly and opened phone’s gallery. “Oh… look at that,
photos… and there is our video… shell we look at all photos?”
“Are ya kidding me, Steve?!”
Bucky blinked. “Sure! We have to!” Bucky wrapped his metal arm around
Steve’s shoulders to see phone better.
Steve laughed shortly. “Sooo…”
He started look trough photos. “So… there is Pepper… Rhodey in
hospital… This new kid, Parker, and of course… photos with many different
women… Now you Buck.” Steve said and gave phone back to his friend.
“Pepper would be soooo mad” Bucky
pretended to be sad. “Well.. Wait.. I recognize that funny thing looking
like a bird.” Bucky clicked the icon and entered Stark’s twitter.
“You aren’t good in pretending.”
Steve shook his head and moved closer to Bucky. “What is it, pal?”
“Once I saw how Stark was.. How he
said.. Was updating his status on.. Twitter thing… Or something like
that..”
Steve only shook his head. “I think
I’m too old for this, Buck.”
“Me too… But..” Bucky managed
to use the keyboard.
STEVE & BUCKY WERE THERE. XOXO
After writing he presses on the “post
it” button. “Done.”
Steve laughed. “Soo! What now? Maybe
he has some music here? I’m wonder what is he listening to.”
Bucky tried to click another icon, but
somehow he clasped the device in his metal hand and he crushed it. “Fuck
me.”
Steve blinked. “Yea! I told you.”
He frowned. “What now?”
“PAAAARKEEEEERRR!” Bucky yelled
loudly.
“Really, Buck. What he’s gonna do? He
is just a kid.” Steve muttered looking at his friend.
“PARKER, move your lazy ass
here!!!” Bucky yelled again.
“What WHAT! What?! Aliens? Thanos? or
something else what is very evil?!” Peter jumped into room really
surprised and confused.
“Catch it, kid!!” Bucky threw
crushed phone at Parker’s direction.
“Woohoo! Wait! This is Mr. Stark’s phone…
What have you done?“ He asked. Steve shrugged. "His fault.” He
pointed at Bucky.
“Traitor” Bucky poked Steve’s
shoulder. “I accidentally broked this. But.. Now you are holding this..
So.. None of my fault” he giggled.
“Um…” Peter looked at Bucky
even more confused.
Steve sighed deeply. “Bucky, he is
just a kid. You can’t treat him like this.”
Man slowly got up and walked to Peter, he took the phone from him. “Go to
your room. I will take care of this.”
Peter slowly nodded and quickly left the
room.
~Few hours later~
"My phone… Where did I left it?” Tony muttered to himself, looking into
every place where he could possibly left his phone.
Kitchen -no.
Bathroom – no.
living room – no.
Bedroom – no.
"F.R.I.D.A.Y, do you know where my phone is?! If not, can you locate it
for me?” He muttered deeply annoyed.
“I can’t do that Mr. Stark, but I want to inform you that Steve Rogers
left something in your office.”
Tony rolled his eyes and quickly went to his office.
He saw something on his desk, he also saw small note.
Tony walked closer and saw that this ‘something’ was his phone. Crushed.
He looked at the note.
"Hey, Tony… Your phone had small accident… Bucky is sorry. –
Steve”
Tony could felt how anger was growing inside him.
“BARNES! I TOLD YOU SOMETHING ABOUT
TOUCHING MY STUFF!”
The man had appeared out of the foliage with barely a rustle of his announcement. His clothing was weather worn and threadbare, a suggestion of a harsh life. He could see stains of questionable and queasy origins spattered here and there, dark like ink but not with the same texture, not at all. His hair was dark and greasy, his scratchy beard thick. The leer in his eyes and the crooked smirk weren’t welcoming either. He had a gun. Bucky recognized it simply because he had grown accustomed to their sight over the many years.
He was alarmed when he began to pick out more bodies emerging into sight from the darkness of the forest, some up high on overhanging precipices; several were in trees, and the rest on the ground, flanking the first man. Some had rifles. Others, pistols. He even noticed, oddly enough, some were armed with bows and arrows.
All were aimed at him.
“If this is your welcoming committee, then I shudder to think about the reception of guests you fail to successfully entertain. This is rather poor in taste, if you ask me.”
The first man, the leader of the ragtag bunch, scowled and spat out a curse at him. It took Bucky a moment to realize he had spoken Russian, the dialect heavy as the syllables growled over one another. It took him another to realize what the man had said.
“Fucking smart ass. I’ve shot men for less insult.”
He jerked the gun in his hand, pointing a vague direction for Bucky to move. Bucky didn’t. Instead, he addressed the man in his apparent native tongue. “Where are you taking me?”
The Russian was unimpressed at being addressed in his mother tongue, even if he did give pause.
“Move!”
The weapon’s hammer was cocked back for emphasis, a loud and unsettling click that cleaved the very air with its sound. He startled when one of the men suddenly pitched forward with barely a grunt and hiss of air issuing from his mouth. He fell forward, his weapon—a rifle—clattering to the forest floor with a loud clatter, tangling in the undergrowth. An arrow protruded from the Bucky man’s backside.
The Russian barked at his men, stirring them into action and they scrambled into organized chaos. The Russian turned on him, the barrel of the gun reestablished on him. He hissed away, stalking forward to close the gap between him and Bucky.
“She’s come for you, boy,” he growled, a dark light sparking in his eyes. “I’ll kill you before she gets a chance to even see your face.”
The gut punch had the taller man doubling over, wheezing heavily at the strike. Bucky wasn’t aiming to kill or maim the man, simply disarm him and relocate. The Russian’s grip on his gun hadn’t broken, but he was too busy catching his breath to notice. He never got the chance to, either.
Another arrow whizzed out from the dark and struck the Russian’s neck, punching through from back to front, an arrowhead sprouting out of his throat. The gun fell from abruptly limp fingers, and then the Russian followed suite with a strangled gurgle. Bucky stumbled back, in horror and shock. The light in the Russian’s eyes went out and he wheezed his last breath, blood bubbling from the oozing wound as he collapsed on his face.
The forest fell silent and it was in that moment he realized all the men that had appeared from nowhere were dead.
All of them.
An unsettling silence had Bucky over the forest, and the shadows around him seemed to grow darker, longer, reaching for him. The hairs on the back of his neck rose up and stood at attention while an icy shudder snaked its way down his spine.
His metal arm reached his vest’s pocket and pulled out a handy knife. The dark blade was gleaming in what little light the moon above provided. The familiar weight of a tactic vest settled around his shoulders, providing a comforting sense of security and protection as it did.
He felt eyes on him, but how many and from where, he wasn’t too sure. He just knew that whoever killed the men, they were still here. Bucky didn’t have long to wait. He whirled at the first sign of movement, but he stopped short of himself in surprise at what he faced.
It was a slip of a young woman, much smaller than he was. She was dressed sensibly enough to move fast and not allow herself to be caught up by snagged clothing. It was all form fitting without being too tight on her, she had grey tight cargo pants, a striped shirt which probably was white in the past, pair of a hiking boots. There was a bulk to her build and Bucky saw why. The silhouette of knives strapped at her sides, a rifle on a sling over her shoulder, a quiver of arrows belted at her hip, and a bow held casually in one hand, a pistol in the other. She cleared the area with the pistol, watching for any unwanted movement before holstering it at her back when she deemed it safe.
She had beautiful, big brown eyes and smooth skin. Bucky noticed a little bruise at her cheek. Her little nose was adding kind of a charm to her figure. She slowly rised her brow, glaring at him.
The woman ventured closer, her posture still tense but it had relaxed greatly in comparison to the few steps she had taken when she arrived. She was showing she wasn’t an enemy by holstering her weapons, but she would still ready at the drop of a hat to jump into action if things went south. He could sense all of that just by the way she held herself.
She slowly reached to sling the bow on a holster on her back, leaving her hands open and free. Her eyes never left him.
“These men would have killed you if I hadn’t intervened. The Solarii aren’t known for their kindness and mercy. Negotiating with them is impossible when they’ve been trained to kill without hesitation. Especially if it looks like you’re going to fight back.” She started in way of greeting. The woman tilted her head to the side. “Surprised they delayed so long in shooting you. Good thing they did. Gave me time to get here.”
He was still tongue-tied at the suddenness of the events that had transcended within the span of a few sparse minutes.
She turned, motioning for him to follow.
He trailed after her with uncertainty in his steps. “Wait… wait! Where am I? Who are these Solarii? And what’s your name?”
The woman craned her head to peer over her shoulder at him. Her gaze was steady and even, unfaltering as she studied him. They passed through the undergrowth for several minutes in silence before she answered him.
“You’re on an island called Yamatai. It’s in the Dragon’s Triangle, west of Japan. The Solarii are…shipwreck survivors. They’re a band of murderers that have laid claim to the island, killing or recruiting any men who wash up on shore. They burn any women they come across.”
A sour taste coated the back of his throat and his stomach turned uneasily at that. He didn’t remember how he’d gotten here, and he wondered if he was alone.
I think I am, but…no. Please don’t let the others be here.Steve. Sam. Natasha.
“Have…have there been any others…?” He couldn’t finish. The woman seemed to take that as a cue.
“Like you? No. You’re the only one I’ve come across, dressed as you are.”
There was little relief in her answer. It only meant he was the first, and that the others might very well be here.
The woman unclipped something from her belt and waggled the item. It was an oval-shaped device, black and ringed with perhaps a white or yellow stripe. A thin tube stuck out from its top.
“The Solarii get riled up when others are spotted on the island. No doubt they’ve already gotten on the horn and started bleating like the mindless sheep they are to others on their radios about you.” She continued as they began climbing up a small incline. The trees were thinning, and there was a path up ahead, and it looked like there was an old bridge they could cross. “You’re the only one right now. If there were others, I would have heard about them on this.”
He didn’t feel very reassured, even with that statement. A thought occurred to him.
“You never told me your name.”
They came across the bridge. It might have once been painted a pleasing, imperial crimson red, but time had taken its toll on it. Still, it was intact and spanned over the length of a small pond. The night critters had begun their hushed chorus and he had barely noticed until then.
“It doesn’t matter.”
“But then, what do I call you? My name’s James Barnes, but more often I’m called Bucky.”
When she walked, she was quiet. She moved with the purpose to be as quiet as possible. He sought to do the same, in case they ran into any more of those Solarii men. He didn’t fancy having another dozen guns pointed at his person, thank you very much.
“Lara. Lara Croft.”
He stopped halfway across the bridge, startled.
“There’s a way off?”
She paused at the end of the bridge and turned a little to view him more properly. “Yes. There’s a boat. I’ll have to fix it, but I need to take care of a few things first.”
“Anything I can help with?”
“No. I mean..” She hesitated. “Not by now at least. have a safe place where you can stay” she offered, shrugging slightly.
She eyed him a little more critically, her mouth pulling into a shrewd, thin line. “Trained fighter or not, I’m not risking a stray bullet hitting you in the head.” Lara crossed her arms at her chest, rolling her eyes. “Besides.” She took a look at his metal hand. “It shoulkd be useful to defend yourself. But you were just standing there, like a child lost in the mist” a sad smile crawled at her rosy lips as she was speaking.
Lara gave a small nod and turned, motioning him to keep following.
“I can help” he pressed insistently. “Please. At least lemme help with something. You saved me.”
“No, you can’t by now.” She said it in such a matter-of-fact tone, it grated on his nerves. He started after her, silence be damned if it meant catching up.
“And how do you know? You don’t know me, or what I can or can’t do. I can do quite a lot. I killed a lot of people..” Bucky growled loudly, streatching his metal fingers.
She glanced at him as he dropped back, his steps faltering until he stopped. “If you could kill, then you would have done so back there. Those men would have been dead before I met up with you. That’s how I know you can’t do what I need to be done by now to get us out of here. It’s kill or be killed on this island. But for now,” she looked around, sighng, “let’s get to the hideout. It’s gonna rain.”
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