A/N: Long note at the end.

Disclaimer: I own no part of the Marvel universe. This story is strictly for entertainment purposes and I claim no ownership of any of the notable characters in this story.


"Bretta! Come downstairs! I have a surprise!"

Mama's voice called for me from the bottom of the stairs. I read the last few sentences of the pages of my book and put my bookmark in place before sprinting out of my room and down the stairs. I stopped at the last one and my mouth opened in shock and awe.

"Daniel?!" I squealed.

My older brother stood in the door. He wore his army uniform and carried a large duffle over his shoulder. I looked down and noticed the large brace on his leg, he was hurt, mother hadn't told me. I looked back up at him and forgot my worries for a moment because he smiled his wide Daniel grin.

"Hey there Bumblebee." He said.

I laughed elated and ran into his open arms. He spun me around and I squeezed his neck tightly. I felt mama behind me hugging the both of us, even though Daniel had nearly a foot on her in height.

"Both of my babies are together again." She said happily.

Daniel released us and then pinched my chin like the always did.

"Happy twelfth birthday, Bee. Are you surprised?"

"Only a little." I said, I couldn't believe he was here.

He laughed at my reply and ruffled the top of my hair before grabbing his bag and following me and mama into the living room with a slight limp.

He had been gone for the better part of the year to Iraq, mama cried every night. She was terrified he would die, I couldn't let myself think like that. I knew he would come home, and now here he was. This was the best birthday present I could have asked for.


I gasped as the memory ended and my eyes opened. My arms and legs were strapped into the chair. It was so real, like I had been living it again. It was always so real. I wasn't at my childhood home, my brother wasn't here, I didn't know where he was.

"What a touching memory, Fräulein. Big brother returning from war to his loving sister." The man mocked in his thick German accent.

I struggled against the restraints but I knew it was no use. This was my life. They showed me these memories, let me remember in depth of all that I had lost, or could lose. They had taken me when I was thirteen. I didn't know why they chose me, I wasn't allowed to ask questions.

My mother had died within the year of Daniel returning from Iraq, she had never been healthy, multiple health problems had always plagued her and then one day she got the flu and her body was so weak she couldn't fight it.

She died within a month.

I had spent a terrible month in the foster care system, but my brother had fought them, and one day when I came home from school he surprised me again and took me home. It was just me and Daniel, we were all we had left. Then the HYDRA men had come.

Maybe they took us because no one would miss us. One day when I came home from school I found Daniel surrounded by armed men. I hadn't even had time to scream before they grabbed me.

"Don't you lay a fucking hand on her!" Daniel had shouted as he fought their holds.

I tried to scream his name but something hit me in the back of the head, hard. I woke up in a facility with other kids about my age, they taught us to fight, they taught us to hunt, and they taught us to kill. When we resisted they reminded us that they had our families and if we wanted them to remain unharmed we had to cooperate. So I had done what they asked, I had fought my hardest for Daniel, because he had fought for me.

Before a mission they would strap me to the cold table and force a memory into my brain. To remind me what I was fighting for, to encourage me to not fail.

"The Panther has something that belongs to us, you must retrieve it. You must retrieve the Winter Soldier, kill anyone that tries to stop you." He whispered in my ear, I stared at the ceiling above me, emotionless.

"Yes sir" I said evenly.

"What else… Bumblebee." He hissed the word mockingly.

I swallowed deeply, "Hail HYDRA." I whispered.


A/N: Okay so I'm writing this because I'm a major Bucky fan and Civil War has inspired me. This is going to have some spoilers for the movies so if you haven't watched beware.

I'm kind of making up my own thing here. It's just a story I want to write and hey, that's what fanfiction is about right? So here it is. I hope you enjoy it, but really I'm writing it so I can get it out of my brain.