Alright, so I know this one's really short, but never fear there's more to come! I do not own Marvel, Captain America, HYDRA, Bucky Banes, The Winter Soldier, The Avengers, etc. nor do I own the X-Men, which may possibly come in later ;) Also a bit of warning, the pov skips around a bit, it's always 3rd person but also from one of the characters' povs at the same time if that makes sense. You'll see what I mean in the next chapter, anyways on with the story :) Also let me know what you think!
"Stars can't shine without darkness." ~ Jamie McGuire
The winter soldier never failed a mission, until now. No matter what his orders were, he could not bring himself to subdue the two terrified children whose parents he had just killed. The children were his mission. Bring them to the base, alive, injured if necessary, but alive. They would help HYDRA shape the world as he had. He couldn't let that happen to them. The soldier didn't know why but he couldn't let HYDRA get these children. The children were his mission. They were the first mission he failed.
He didn't know what year it was, it didn't matter anyway. They needed him to complete a mission. There were two children, a brother and sister, he was to retrieve them. The boy was eight, his sister two years younger. They were special, his handler said. They were miracles. They could do things, things that would change the world, give it the freedom it deserved, with a bit of training and supervision of course. Bring the children back to base, kill the parents or anyone else who stands in the way, but the children were to be kept alive and relatively uninjured.
The Winter Soldier nodded. He had his mission and he never failed.