Hi, guys! Sorry that it took me so long to update! Anyways, I hope you enjoy the chapter!
-Chapter 2-
Struggling against the restraints around his wrists and ankles, Bucky tried to ignore the memories that were flashing through his mind at an overwhelming speed, making him dizzy. This happened every time he was out of cryo for too long, or if HYDRA hadn't wiped his brain for a few days. Sweat pouring down his face, Bucky pushed back into the cushion, wincing at the severe pain pounding at the front of his temple. When one of the assistants came forward with a needle, he tore his metal arm through the bind, sending a punch towards the man's face. Hearing the sound of metal cracking bone, Bucky felt rather pleased with himself.
Alexander Pierce walked in a few moments later, a determination in his step. A couple of the medical assistants ran up to him, warning Pierce that Bucky was unstable and would likely lash out if he got too close. Shaking them off, Pierce continued forward, staring down the asset. Bucky stared right back, knowing that attacking Pierce would not be the best option for him right now. Considering Pierce was the one who decided whether Bucky was put back into cryo or wiped, Bucky tried his best to be on Pierce's good side.
"I have a new mission coming up for you tomorrow. Rather than sending you out on an assassination, we would like for you to, instead, kidnap your target," Pierce told Bucky as he grabbed a rolling chair and sat down in front of Bucky, bending over so that he could look Bucky in the eye. "Now, I know we've never sent you on a kidnapping mission before, but it's highly important that you bring your target back alive. We have some plans that will involve her participation in our future endeavors."
Kidnapping? What made this woman so important that HYDRA was actually requesting for Bucky not to kill her? He knew better than to ask questions, though, so he remained silent, pushing himself back into the cushion.
Pierce seemed to notice Bucky's confusion since he went on to say, "If our lab tests come out successful, you will no longer be our only asset." Pierce then turned to Rumlow. "Go on ahead and wipe him. We can't risk the asset having any lingering doubts about this special mission."
Bucky watched Pierce leave with a look of loathing in his eyes. Rumlow walked up to Bucky with a thick black mouthpiece, which he quickly stuck into Bucky's mouth. One of the assistants attached the restraint to Bucky's metal arm once again, making sure that it was even tighter this time so Bucky couldn't tear through it. Once Rumlow was sure that the asset was tightly restrained, he pushed a button that attached a metal plate to each side of Bucky's face. His chest heaving, Bucky tried to keep his emotions under control, not allowing Rumlow to see how terrified he was. Once the electric shocks started, Bucky could no longer contain himself, his screams filling the room until he blacked out.
-Iva's POV-
Iva always enjoyed taking Eighth Avenue home after her shift, admiring all the bright, multi-colored lights. Her hands deep inside the pockets of her weather-beaten leather jacket, she walked on the sidewalk that ran along the side of Central Park. Iva had a deep love for nature ever since she was a young girl, so she absolutely loved living only a short distance away from such a grand, beautiful park. She smiled as memories came flashing back of her and her older brother roller-skating through the tree-lined paths of a park, racing each other home. Whenever Iva would lose her footing and fall, skinning her knee or injuring herself in some other way, her brother would immediately turn a 360 and roll back towards her, lifting Iva up in his arms and carrying her the rest of the way back home. Noticing a tear escaping her eye, Iva immediately wiped it away, missing those good times.
Once Iva reached her house, she hung her jacket up in the hall closet and made her way to the kitchen, grabbing herself a wine glass and a bottle of Merlot from the cabinet. Settling herself into her favorite comfy chair, Iva turned on the television, turning the channel to E! News to get herself updated on the latest celebrity gossip. Iva herself wasn't one to gossip, but she sure did enjoy a little Hollywood drama.
As Iva was starting to nod off, a headline popped up that made Iva immediately wake back up, sitting straight in her chair. The title read, "Avengers: Here To Save Or Destroy Us?" A face popped up on the screen that, for some odd reason, looked rather familiar to her. It was Captain America, but, other than seeing him in the news, Iva could not understand why she had an incessant feeling that she knew him from somewhere. Shaking off this absurd thought, she turned off the television, walking down the hallway to her room. Shedding her clothes onto the floor, she grabbed one of her silk nighties from the bottom drawer of her dresser, pulling that over top of her head before she crawled underneath the covers. Exhausted from the long shift, Iva immediately fell asleep.
Sorry that this chapter is kinda short! So, I hoped you all enjoyed Bucky's introduction and some insight into Iva's life outside of working at the bar. I will try to update Chapter 3 quicker than I did this chapter! Please follow, favorite, and/or review! Let me know what you think about the story so far and if you have any opinions about what you'd like to see in future chapters! :)