This story is just a cute little idea I had. It's going to be a shorter story, because it takes place mainly in 1943 and a little bit in 2014. It takes place after Bucky goes to war, but before Steve becomes Captain America. Hope you enjoy some feeellss, because that is all this story is.
It was February, 1943. The battle wasn't named yet, but it would later come to be known as The Battle of Kasserine Pass. It was a series of armed battles fought along the pathway, 2 miles in length, and it was bloody. It was one of the first large-scaled meetings between Nazi Germany and the US army, including the alliance of the Howling Commandos. The small group was amongst other 10,000 men all fighting for justice and freedom. Bucky Barnes was a determined face in the crowd.
He sat over one of the mounds looking out onto the pass. The thick, wet mud seeped into every crack of his uniform, melting into his skin like a second layer and then hardening. His face was covered in dirt, and his eyes were darkened. The armed gun by his side was positioned to his right and his finger was resting ever so gently on the trigger. The fog inside the path was extremely heavy, making it nearly impossible to see a few feet ahead from the US' point of view. They were relying on luck, that the Nazi's would misfire, and that the US could make a general assumption as to where they were lurking behind the opposite ledge of the pass.
"Bastards," Bucky hissed between his teeth, sinking lower behind the mound of dirt. His breath was deep, his heart beat pounding violently within his chest. This was war. This is what it all came down to.
The silence on the Kasserine Pass was too perfect. The stillness in the air, the fog, and the path, was simply too still. Where were the Nazi's? When would they fire?
The thought caused Bucky to shift ever so slightly, resting his left shoulder into the mud and giving his armed side more of a view. The US were positioned behind a wall that bordered the path. Bucky and the other troops peered over a five and a half ledge to the other side, which they couldn't see in the fog. They had to assume Germans were there.
Bucky's bright blue eyes were glazed over as the prominent scent of mud overtook his senses. He glanced over to his team, and each and every one of them held the same position as he. It was all waiting now.
But then, something unlike anything else took place. Something… not of Earth.
In the sky, a bright flash of light appeared. It was quick, like a shooting star. The dark storm clouds above seemed to thunder as the shock appeared, the blue light trickling like lightning. It grabbed the attention of nearly everyone on the Kasserine Pass. A bomb? An airstrike? Do they fire? The US troops received no orders, but only found themselves staring at the spot where the bright blue light had been. Just as it came, it went, as if lighting had suddenly chosen to spark in the air. Everyone was still, awaiting what could've been an instant death.
Bucky let out a breath of air. Nothing. It wasn't a bomb, or anything dangerous. His eyes flickered back to the path. The fog; however, was moving. A black figure now moved slowly in the path. A person. Bucky's brows furrowed. Was it a Nazi? US? He couldn't tell. His position tightened, and his gun pointed at the figure. As it approached, the features seemed more prominent.
It was a female, young. She was limping, and it seemed as if she were clutching every inch of her body. A light blue glow came from weird, etched patterns on a black, skin-tight suit. The blue light she emitted was the same as the spark in the sky only moments ago.
"Hold your fire."
A simply command passed down through the men. Everyone stood still as they watched the figure stand there. If anyone were to jump into the Pass, the Germans would attack. Was this some sort of sick ploy to use a woman as bait?
Bucky frowned, but anger flared up in his eyes. It was still a woman. An odd woman. What was glowing such a brilliant hue along her form? Bucky felt his heart leap as he watched her. The hue instantly died, as if zapped from her body's form, and then the woman collapsed. Her knees buckled, and she fell hard onto the ground, causing the fog to swirl around her. It was as if energy was sucked out of her, and she was unmoving on the ground.
"We can't just leave her there," Bucky spoke lowly to the man next to him, Jim Morita.
Jim shook his head,"We don't have a choice. She could be the enemy."
"The Nazi's might be thinking the same thing," Bucky snapped, feeling his gun tighten.
The Nazi's had every right to think that the woman was American. No one had the upper hand. He couldn't let her go. His eyes washed over the black figure, slowly seeping into the fog's cloud, and he knew she would die. Something told him that he couldn't just let her lay there in the middle of a battle. It wasn't in his nature.
"Bucky!" Jim found himself called after Bucky, who was now mobile.
Bucky flew over the ledge and out into the path, the fog swirling by his rushing figure. The silence was short-lived. Guns from both sides began to fire, whizzing through the thick cloud and hitting into the mud. Bucky jumped, dodged, and maneuvered as best as he could to the girl. He slammed into the mud when she was a few feet away, and began to lift her dead weight. His arms pulled her limp form in tightly, and couldn't help but notice how beaten she was. She was wearing an odd, full black body suit that was dark and muddied.
Her electric blue eyes suddenly flashed open. A bright, wild surge of energy ripped through her black suit, creating the weird patterns that glowed.
"NO!" She cried, and immediately, her body covered Bucky's. In the same moment, a tirade of gunshots were fired at the two from the German line. Each of the shots had landed into the girl's back as she shielded the man beneath her.
Bucky could feel her body shudder as the bullets impacted her back. Bucky's heart was beating wild as the blue light seemed to embrace him. It was warm, the light emitting from her body. It was… alien. Bucky found his eyes shot open, his heart pounding even moreso than it was in the stillness of pre-battle. And he was protected. The one he was supposed to save was… dying for him. He felt her form pound into him as the shots rammed into her backside. Something told him; however, that the blue light and the fact that the girl hadn't fallen over, meant that she was still alive even after 100 or so direct hits from the German side.
The firing died out, and the girl had held her position until the last bullet hit. Bucky heard her gasp for air, and it sounded like pain had just seared through her body. Within the same moment, the blue light faded from her black suit and her form became lifeless again. Bucky sat there frozen, staring in disbelief. His instincts took over immediately; however, once the realization hit that he was still in a war-zone. His body hauled the limp figure over his back, his gun still strapped to him, and climbed back over the US ledge.
What do you guys thinkkkk? Who is she :O Let me know what you think is happening. Review!
