Chapter 1
It was your typical New York morning. Lots of noise and people all rushing from one place to another. Fall was in full swing with pumpkin spice products everywhere. Winter weather would be coming soon, but today was just the right temperature to wear a light jacket and be comfortable. Bucky liked to walk the streets at this time in the morning because most people didn't have time to stop and recognize him. He could just be another guy on the street. He was walking past an alley when there was a loud crash. He whipped around ready for an attack. He relaxed quickly when he saw what made the noise. Down the alley, a couple of trashcans had fallen over. He could see a person on the ground that had probably been using them as a climbing point to get in the larger dumpster next to where they should have been. He stepped out of the way of the foot traffic, so people would stop running into him. He watched unnoticed as the figure picked themselves off the ground as they mumbled to themselves about being clumsy. His heart fell as the figure stood up straight, and he realized that it wasn't an adult, but a kid. Based on their clothing and their appearance, the kid had been on the streets for a long time. The girl (no guy had that high of a voice) was obviously thinner than was healthy. He thought back to his days on the run before Steve had found him again, and he had been allowed to live in the Avenger's Tower. He had seen a lot of people that had to live on the outskirts of society. Unfortunately, he had also seen many kids that were homeless either because they had no family or no family that would care for them. He had always tried to watch out for them and slip them food when he could. He had seen too many dying of hunger to just ignore this girl. He started to approach her to see if she wanted to go with him to get food from somewhere. He was also trying to figure out how to do that without seeming like a total creep. At least his metal arm was covered by his jacket, so that shouldn't cause too much of an issue. As he got closer, he made sure to make some noise, so she would hear him coming. Her head snapped in his direction as his foot hits a piece of trash. He paused as she stared at him. Her eyes were a striking blue-green, and he could tell she was assessing him. Now that he was closer he could see the bags under her eyes and the layer of grime on her clothes that were wearing thin. It was already getting colder as the winter months crept up on the city. He narrowed his eyes as he took in her stance. She was in a fighting stance as she examined him to determine his threat level. He expected that. What he didn't expect was that her stance mirrored his own from just a few minutes ago. She couldn't have been more than 15, but she stood like she'd been well trained and fighting for years. She only stared at him for a few seconds before terror entered her eyes. He opened his mouth to explain himself, but she whispered something that stopped him in his tracks.
"Солдат"
He dropped back into defense mode even as he struggled to place how she could know him.
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