This is my second Marvel fic, but my first Captain America (Bucky) fic. I hope you like it and you can find it on Tumblr on my Marvel blog - marvelmistress2015. Enjoy.
Kara was looking at the perfect skyline, the cloudless day showing off the bluest of skies. Since moving to Washington, D.C., walking in the park had become one of her favorite things to do. She suddenly heard a commotion off in the distance and as soon as she turned to see what was going on, it hit her again. It was the same searing pain that always knocked to her knees. The pain that blinded everything but the visions that were flashing through her mind.
It was him, the man with the silver arm. This time was different, she felt his confusion, his pain. She felt like screaming and ripping something apart. When her vision flashed to those sorrowful blue eyes, she saw something she didn't expect. Fear. This man with his brooding eyes and solemn face had haunted her since she was ten. She knew him just about as well as she knew herself.
Being a clairvoyant wasn't something she planned, just a little family secret that became her birthright. Being the oldest daughter, this gift was hers, sparing her little sister Jenny. The strange thing about her visions were that they were all about one person, never a glimpse of her family or her friends. Just the future of man she didn't know.
Today was different. Before, she had always seen his future, what he would do, who he would kill and days later she'd hear about some dignitary or leader of some country being killed. She lived in his nightmare, locked in this hellish world right along with this lost man. Now she was feeling what he was feeling, seeing him in what seemed like real time. As soon as the pain had passed, she looked up to see three large aircrafts in the sky, fire billowing from them in all directions. The Federal Building in the background was where her sister worked, the building that was in the path of the destruction. She rose up to her feet and began to run.
People were running away from the chaos, but she was racing straight into the mouth of the beast. "Jenny!" she shouted over the sound of metal creaking and crumbling walls. She made it to the bridge when another vision hit her hard. She was disabled within seconds, lying on her side like a whimpering child.
A blonde man came into view, his bleeding body lying on the glass of the aircraft. "You're my friend."
"You're my mission," said the silver armed man.
She felt his confusion, his doubts plaguing him until he heard the final words from the blonde man. "Then finish it. Because I'm with you until the end of the line." At that moment the glass broke and so did her mystery man. He looked down at the man that called him friend and watched him fall into the water. The next thing Kara saw was the blonde man being dragged to the bank and her mystery man walking away. As the vision faded, she heard his name come to her as if it was whispered in her ear.
Bucky.
She opened her eyes just in time to see her vision playing out, the man falling from the aircraft and the other diving in after him. The building behind her was starting to crumble, but she was powerless to move. Kara was riddled with fear for her sister who may still be in there or worse, already dead.
She stood in place, watching the rubble of the building that was once the place of her sister's job come to a rest on the ground. Knowing she didn't have a chance of saving her sister, she pulled herself to her feet. Kara walked towards the last place she saw the soldier, this Bucky, when her cell phone started to ring.
"Oh God, Jenny, are you okay?" she said in a rushed breath of relief.
"Yes. Where are you?" her sister asked as she sobbed.
"I'm safe. Go home and I'll come see you as soon as I can. Love you little sis," she ended the call and began to run. She needed to see him with her own eyes. Needed to know she wasn't totally crazy. As her sneakers hit the pavement, she pushed her body, giving it all she had to get to this silver armed man before he vanished. As she approached the water's edge, she saw him and he stopped and stared at her as if he knew her. The coolness of his blue eyes knocked her backwards as he stared back at her, his dark hair hiding his face, before he turned and began to walk away.
"Wait!" she screamed at him, but knew he wouldn't. She would find him, would find out what it was about him, what her visions were trying to tell her. The blonde man on the bank started to come to and she knelt down beside him. "Stay still. I'll call for help."
The moment she laid eyes on him and the star spangled costume he wore, she knew he was none other than Captain America. He reached up to her, whispering one name. "Bucky."