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I was running on a highway. It was dark, I could only see the road and the shadow I was chasing it felt familiar. Knifes started raining down on me. They hit my skin but no blood came out only scares until my skin was full of them. The whole world seemed too turn red and my body felt like it was gonna throw up. The shadow had stopped and now I could see that it was Bucky. “Bucky?” I asked, it felt like I’ve said the same line hundreds of time by now but still somewhere I still hoped he would react differently this time just this one time. “Who the hell is Bucky?” he asked before shooting me.
I woke up sweaty in my bed. I punched the pillow and mumbled trough gritted teeth “Always the same dream always the same, can it change ones”.I looked around after what woke me up before realizing that it was my phone that had waken me up. On the display it stod that red bird had texted me.”My place now. Nat have found Bucky”I just stared at the text for at least five minutes before my brain came up with the idea to actually get to Sams place. I took some clothes on and then I took my motorcycle and drived to Sam surely breaking some speed controls on the way.
Sam opened directly when I knocked.
“Hey Steve” Sam looked at my face detailed before continuing “You’re looking like a kindergartener on drugs”
“You’re looking like the overprotective mother”
“I’m feeling like it. Want to come in?” I looked sarcastically at him and walked in. I looked around after nat before sitting down in the couch. Hes living room looked messy
“So about Bucky and Nat” I started tapping my fingers at the wall while I fought why can’t he tell me where they are already! Sam sat down beside me and took out his phone before answering me.
“Nat got send by shield to check up on a suspicious crime scene in Budapest. She found fourteen horrible killed people and one barely alive. The witness said that the murderer had brown shoulder-length hair and a metal arm. Nat can only hold this information a secret until tomorrow then she need to tell shield about it so if we want to try we should go directly” I took a deep breath before speaking.
“That means buck is out there” I said, Sam looked like he didn’t now if he wanted to hug me or get angry at me.
“It means he’s dangerous too, Nat sent me some pictures over the crime scene if you want to see it’s pretty...bad” He handed me his phone where a picture three bloody bodies where on display. The first body was twisted, every bone seemed to be broken and in the wrong direction with a face that screamed pain. The the other body hadn’t any visible injuries other then the face which had been punched so many times the only thing you could see was blood, an eye sticking out, a bit of skull and teeth laying at the floor next to the body. The third body had gotten his arms ripped of and blood after the lost arms where everywhere.
My brain trembled for some second before convincing itself that Bucky still was good “He probably had a good reason to kill them” I hoped what I said was true.
“or he's gone back to being a hydra agent. Maybe saving you was the only thing he could do before turning back into a brainwashed agent, maybe he’s not meant to be saved” A burn of anger flamed up inside me before calming down and looking cold at Sam before answering.
“I’m going after Bucky. If you don’t want to see me get hurt you can stay here but I’m going after him!” Sam shrugged back by my look and thought for some seconds before answering.
“It’s pr-robably better if both of us goes, we saw what happened the latest time you two were together alone” I smiled at the other man before and wondered if I should hug him or not. “Nat have sent me the address so we can take the quintet and go right now if you want”
“Yeah lets go”
We landed near the border to Voluntary in Rumania. It was an old garage house and some meters away the remains of the real house was still standing around the house there were woods trying to take over. The house had been burned by some teenagers during the seventeens and nobody had tried rebuilding it again, the garage house looked pretty new liked it had been rebuilt for some months again to be used again.
“Hey cap just so you now the corpses are still in there, Nat only reported a battered woman to the police so they haven’t taken anything” I nicked as a answer before walking into the garage.
The smell of corpses and blood hit me directly when I opened the door. My stomach tuned at the sight of corps. Many of them had been stabbed repeatedly by shards from glass, others had there limbs smashed in or had there necks cut and the three from the picture which was even worse in real life then in a photo.
I jumped then Sam come up and lay his hand on my shoulder. He locked sick. I remembered that Sam hadn’t been on a this gory mission before.
“Cap I think I will outside for a while not all of us have been in world war two” Sam tried smiling at me but the smile looked more like a grimace.
“Sure buddy, I keep looking for stuff in here” The house was merely ten meters long and wide, no windows and the was made of metal with many locks. It seemed like it was made so that however was in here would not come out. More then the dead people there was nothing in the house more then a bathtub. I walked up to the bathtub and saw that the water still was in there. I took my hand down into the water and discovered that the water was freezing cold. My whole shrugged my the freezing temperature and I took fast out the hand again. After looking through every centimeter of the house for clues I walked out to see if Sam was okay.
I couldn’t see Sam when I came out. I looked around but I could only see the trees that crowded the near area. My mind panicked for some second before coming to the conclusion that it would be best to look around after Sam before panicking. It took a while of searching before finding a trail that headed into the woods. It looked like somebody had been dragged through the woods, I hoped it wasn’t Sam. I started following the trail and could often see blood trails beside the original trail.
“Hey rogers” I could here Sam scream to me after a five minute walk following the trail. Sam was standing in the door way to a bunker.
“I-I think I just found a torture chamber”
“Nobodys in there right?”
“Not that I could see” Before I could walk down into the bunker Sam stopped me abruptly. “Hey Steve I think I won’t go into anymore mysterious buildings today okay?”
“You can fly home if can’t handle it, I feel pretty shaken up to”
“No, I don’t want you running into a iceberg again”
“Can you stop with the iceberg jokes”
“Not until a brainwashed assassin from the 40s holds a knife against my head and screams at the to stop joking about his boyfriends accident” I cracked up to a smile before saying
“Just tell me if you can’t take it, it’s okay. I’m gonna go down into the bunker now don’t let anyone hijack me” I smiled at Sam before walking down into the bunker.
It toke some time before my eyes got used to the dark. I tumbled back into the wall then I saw that there was another twenty bodies in here. Two of them were hanging from the roof on hooks. Before looking at the others my eyes centered on a what looked like a dentist chair with two metal sticks who led to a circle. I recognized the machine from the pictures off the weapons they had tortured Bucky with. I didn’t want to see what else was down there. My body trembled while I run up from the bunker.
When I came up from the bunker I tumbled back into the wall and borrowed down my head into my knees. Sam(who been sitting like a bird on top of the building)jumped down in front of me and asks.
"Are you alright Steve, did you found anything about Bucky?"
It felt like the world was coming down around me. I didn't want Bucky, if I had been there before, how long had he been here ever sense he saved me from the river?. Hundreds of questions was spinning around in my head and it felt like I was burning up from anger. If Sam hadn't dragged my head up in front of his I would probably start hyperventilating.
"Are you okay?"
"It's hydra..they got Bucky. Didn't we take out hydra" Sams eyes changed from comforting to anger when he realized what had happened.
"Fuck,fuck, fuuucckkk" Sam sat down beside me “Well now we now he’s dangerous” My brain still tried to get in all the new information, my hands shaked and when I tried speaking it didn’t come out anything. Then the confusing started sinking away the anger started boiling up. I*ve never thought that hydra could take Bucky.....my Bucky after the the helicarrier shot down.
“Hey Steve” Sam waved his hands furious in front of my face “Any ides on how to find Buck Buck” I tried to calm down before answering but it’s hard when what you thought you knew about your best fiend have been scattered for the hundredth time.
“W-we can call Nat, I forgot mine can I borrow?” Sam nodded before throwing his phone at me. I took a deep breath trying to push down the anger inside of me before typing in Natashas number.
“Hey Natasha” I could here the intro to Steven Universe in the background “We’re stuck with where Bucky is help?” The tv was switched off quickly.
“Are you okay” All the anger I had been boiled up inside of me at everyone and myself stormed up from my throat and onto Natasha.
“No I’m not I’m tired of everyone asking if I’m okay of course i’m not. I’ve seen Bucky being tortured before both saved him from it and seen it on video but I’ve always saved him from it before but this time I couldn’t save him, I fought he wouldn’t have to go through it again and and and now he’s alone and I’m angry at myself because I I I couldn’t save him this time and everything is just falling apart and I’m just angry and tired of everything” I didn’t even try to stop the tears that was streaming down my face right now.
Sam(who had been walking around angrily in circles and heard everything) sat down beside me and lay his arms around me. I rested my cheek on Sams shoulder before continuing talking.
“I-I wonder how long they held him caption, I-I wonder what they did to him. I wonder how much he remembers if they made him a empty shell again or if he somehow remembers me, maybe they beat him every time he tried to remember something maybe maybe....”
It felt good or as good as it could feel in a situation like this to sit with my two closest fiends and cry over my best friend. could I still call him that? I don’t now how long we sat there but after some time Natasha raced her voice.
“Well I had thought about where Bucky could be with time and all that but while you had your uh meltdown Clint sent me a message about somebody seeing him in the smithsonian, in the captain america part” Sam interrupted before I could answer.
“Does Barton now what we’re doing?”
“No but I’m on the Bucky case so” Natasha's voice turned cold “But if we could trust anyone it would be Clint, bye”
“Bye, I call you when we know where he is” Sam turned over to me and asked.
“So do you think we will find Bucky or the winter soldier?”
“Bucky, the winter soldier would never kill the hydra agents like that, that was the rage form the same guy who kicked everyones ass if they tried to hurt me”