"Gone Elvis" is a military term or slang for when a service member who is missing in action.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bucky Barnes(if I did, I would send that poor baby to therapy) or any of the Captain America characters. I'm just a 30 year old community college student who works part time in a library doing this for fun so shame on you if you sue me.
Prologue
April 9th, 1973
He should be use to it by now. At least, he thinks he should be. He doesn't really remember. All he can think about, all he can see is that splatter of blood that is newly painted on that wall.
He stares at the red on the wall. He feels like he wants to throw up. Every time he closes his eyes that's all he ever sees. That color. Red. It stained his vision, blinded him as he struggled to wake up every night since he had been gone.
The first time, in god knows how many years, he was finally starting to see clearly. He was starting to wake up. Slowly but surely. Then he saw that color. That color brought him back, mocking him for thinking he would ever truly escape this nightmare. It was a sign. It was telling him, "You belong to us. You belong to HYDRA."
It was too much. It was too much red. He's had enough of red. He hated the color now. But there was no escaping it. He realizes that now. And fuck, how much he hated that.
He could feel something rising up in his throat as he was kneeling down on the ground. His hands were shaking in front of him, trying hard to keep him from totally collapsing. His metal hand began to clench and curling into a fist. It broke through the floor, clutching the broken pieces of concrete. He was pursing his lips and breathing too fast. He was trying so hard to not let it out. He whimpered softly. He didn't want to show weakness in front of his handlers. He could hear them speaking to him but the words sounded too far and distant that he couldn't understand what they were asking him. He kept staring at the blood on the wall. The life that it once belong to. His eyes stung with tears that were unwilling to shed. He squeezed his eyes shut. God, it hurt so much. He can't hold it in.
His shuddering gasps shocked his handlers. They had never heard The Winter Soldier make those sounds before. They didn't think he was capable of it.
Bucky felt his mouth opened wide. This time, he let out a blood curdling scream.
TBD...
There is more! I promise.
