The Begining Re-upload

Chapter One

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Bucky Barnes AKA The Winter Solider was sitting in the bar nursing his beer and listening the the chatter about the up-and-coming act called Heavenly Nightingale: She was the most beautiful girl that he had ever seen. She was short about 5'4'' and curvy with long blonde hair with black and pink streaks in it, her breath-taking golden eyes would sometimes change color, he swore every time that she would look over at him there would be a thousand secrets, and he wanted to know every one. He could've sworn that she had crawled into his shattered mind healing him and flashes of her with him, all that soft ivory skin by his side. Her face was that of an angel, with a body of a siren her plump breasts her child-baring hips. She was much too fine to be in a dive like this, she was the only reason that he was risking being founded out. Normally after she perform, she would go down from the stage and talk to the patrons, and she would get the occasional pervert that would try to grope her. Tonight, was no ecception, Nightingale was wearing a dress that didn't leave much to the imagination; the material was white with a cold shoulder fringe that barely reached her top of her thighs, she had on a golden snowflake choker-like necklace with a simple golden bracelet on her slim wrist. She had five piercings in one ear and three in the other.

Nightingale's voice was something that Angel's would be jealous over, she enthralled everyone at the bar, Bucky could feel his shattered mind heal, tonight she was singing a song by Yuki Kajiura- Vanity. Bucky sat there hoping that she would talk to him tonight, once or twice she had said 'Hello to him,' He smiled, even talking, her voice soothed him, her touch was very soft. Bucky could only imagine how soft her lips were under his. One song after another, her voice was taking him into another world of pure feeling, after the final song, she had walked down the stairs of the little stage and talked to one or two of the people that were loving the show. Or watching that sexy rump of hers walk around talking and being nice to the men and women that came and listened to her sing, no sooner she had passed two men that were trying to grab her. To his and their surprise, she had clasped one of their hands and she had hissed at them "How many times do I have to tell you, touch anything in this bar but me, asshole. And besides, I have a boyfriend.'' She had said while the two were still making lewed and rude comments at her.

"Oh yea babe, how come we haven't seen him,'' The tall blonde male with dark eyes, with a strong build; had countered while the average male was licking his wounds that she had dealt him, she smiled... Bucky had seen that she was floundering and lying her very cute little butt off. He was half tempted to go over there and show them the real meaning of pain. Clearing her throat and moving away from them, while smiling that perfectly pearly white grin of hers. They were stupid enough to follow her like hungry animals "I do actually, he's the big strong jealous type, you know those types that would soon rather punch you in the face than look at you.'' Looking over to Bucky, she had walked over to him making sure that her hips were swaying with every movement, her hands had slowly reached up and touched his shoulder. As she had touched his back and guiding him to turn around and face her. She had leaned forward and whispered in his ear, her soft lips were grazing his sensitive ear "Act like you know me,'' She had kissed him, he had pulled her up into his lap within a bat of an eye lash "That would not be a problem, little angel.'' He had said while wrapping his arm around her waist and giving those two men a look that had told them to think twice.

Both hadn't moved from their positions, even though Bucky knew that those two men had left. Nightingale and him were talking and without her even knowing that she was practically in his lap talking, well she mainly did the talking and he listened. He had betrayed HYDRA, he remembered the victims...their screams... everything. When Faust wanted to make sure that the ones that HYDRA had chosen to brain wash to kill, would remember, they would. With Faust and technology, he among a few others remembered, he had the highest kill rate. Whenver he was that demon, The Winter Solider, they made sure that he would remember. Steve Rogers; Captain America, was risking a lot just by hiding him out at his house. And his best friend was trying to make sure that Bucky wouldn't be lonely, just to have someone to talk to, he had Natasha Romanoff-Black Widow-go over there and 'baby-sit' him. And that pissed off Bucky, she always had to put her two cents in everything, and if she continued to grate on his nervs then Black Widow would get squashed. Nigthingale was so much different, innocent, in truth. In truth, Bucky had no business being anywhere near her, but there was just something about her that made him want to be near her all time.

"Here I am talking about myself, and I have no idea what your name is...'' She had laughed at herself, whenever she got going in talking, she usually would never shut up, Bucky's mouth had tilted up in a light smile, and all she could think about was kissing him again and again. With his hands on her hips, he had responded "Bucky Barnes.'' He had said, she could've sworn that she had heard a slight Russian accent in his voice, she had smiled "Bucky is nice, I always liked that name, Nightingale is my stage name, I'm Amanda.'' And he was liking Amanda in his lap, gold met blue, he remembered her singing words whenever she was performing that Vanity song: 'You may never know my devotion, feel my breath in the quiet night.' He wanted to know her devotion, feel her... Amanda had smiled, this man that had been coming to the bar just to hear her sing, was a lost soul a wounded animal, people had always told her that she was an angel to take in a couple of abused dogs, that she had a solid connection with. And she had this feeling that this Bucky Barnes was almost like a wounded animal that she would want to take care of, and he was cute, she was a sucker for tall built men with shadowed jaws and piercing baby blue eyes.

And this Bucky Barnes was so fitting the prayers that she wanted, he was big and strong; and there was something about him that drew her to him, like the moth to a flame. Amanda couldn't help but to touch Bucky's hair, it was so soft and addicting, she was biting her lip. As he spoke, she had found his slight Russian accent very sexy; it was about two or three in o'clock in the morning until they had finally moved from their positions. Bucky had reluctantly let her small feet touch the ground, no sooner than her feet had touched, there were explosions going off everywhere! HYDRA soliders and their advanced party were shooting everyone and everything that moved, Bucky had then grabbed Amanda and placed her behind him, in order to protect her better, she looked both shocked and afraid. But seemingly trusting Bucky, out of the smoke, came Crossbones from behind hitting her Bucky had caught her before she fell and beat his ass with one hand. As soon as he had left carrying Amanda, his angel-his only out reach, he would always be at her herside. Fire was everywhere consuming everything in its path, while more bombs were going off, people were terrified and panicing calling the police and mayhem was everywhere. And no one had noticed a man carrying a woman off into the remainder of the night...

After taking her to an abanduned home, that he had been up-keeping in secret, tucking her in the bed, and climbing in with her...

No-one will take her from him and live...

(End of chapter one of The begining- Reupload... please read and review! Hapy bday to me!)