Raven of the Valkyrie

by LARISSAtheBRAVE

Bucky finds himself waking up in a hospital in 1945, nearly a year after the fall he thought would be his death. Puzzled at how he is even still alive he sets out to uncover the truth about the experiments Zola did on him back in '43. As the effects of those experiments slowly start to reveal themselves Bucky knows only one person he can turn to for help; Peggy Carter.

1. prologue

Prologue

january 1945

'Bucky!' Steve shouted.

The cold air rushed against the sides of my face making his scream sound like a muffled sound in the distance. I saw the solid floor of the train and tried desperately to hold on to the metal bar. it's so close. 'Hang on!' Steve shouted again. he reached out his hand, hanging on the bar beside mine.

I could see the terrible fear in his eyes of losing the only friend he'd ever had. I can't die, not now, not yet. The same thought flying through my head over and over again.

yet ,it wasn't the fear of dying that scared me the most, it were the endless depths beneath me.

I didn't even dare to look down, instead, I kept looking at my best friend, his hand now inches from reaching mine. 'grab my hand!' carefully I moved closer to him and just when I'd went to reach out the bar gave way beneath my hands.

'no!'

The metal tore loose from the side of train and I screamed in shock.

It couldn't have lasted more than a few seconds but that moment, when I saw Steve's disappointment in himself, felt like an eternity. I wanted to say I was sorry, to say it wasn't his fault, because I knew Steve, knew the way he felt responsible for every tragedy he thought he could've prevented. I just wished he wouldn't blame himself for this.

I screamed in defeat as I fell down further into the unknown.

Would I scatter on the ground, would I crash into the rocks, would I slam into the surface of the icy river snaking through the snow below?

Wind rushed in my back while I was pulled down to my inevitable death. The train disappeared from view and so did Steve. the sides of the ravine quickly closed in on me, black ominous rocks swallowing the sky. I watched the small line of pale clouds grow smaller and smaller until the very end.