A/N

Soo, I want to point out that updates this quickly will likely not happen again. But today my little guy was taken for a day out with his grandma and grandpa. Not knowing what to do with all my freetime.. First was deep cleaning, then I watched Civil War (did I mention I like Marvel?) and then I thought… What the heck, why not write a second chapter! So here it is!


Berlin

Eighteen hours. That's how long Furia had been in cuffs. Her arms were seriously cramping and her wrists felt unbelievably sore. Traveling with her was Steve, Sam, and some guy named T'Challa, who was apparently royalty.

Furia sat next to Steve in the armored vehicle, who had told Rhodey he would take responsibility for her, and even with Captain Rogers' recent choices, he was still Rhodey's friend. So despite his better judgment Rhodey agreed.

She'd been quiet most of the trip and had slept the first six hours. Steve had observed her curiously. He first noticed her markings, which he originally thought were tattoos but after further inspection Steve realized they were natural marks on her skin. Second, were her eyes. He'd never seen a living soul with an eye that looked like burning white phosphorus and the other such a bold green it reminded him of a Saint Patrick's Day parade back home in Brooklyn.

When his curiosity had gotten the best of him Steve had asked, "You're not originally from Earth, are you?"

Furia looked at Steve. "I'm from Zendika." She started out. "Entirely different solar system. But I've lived on Earth most my life."

Her expression had been flat and Steve could tell she hadn't been interested in conversation. Which he assumed had to do with T'Challa, who sat in front of them, separated by a police car half-cage.

Bucky. Furia vibed for him. She'd been checking on him frequently, and at one point had asked him what the plan was, which he'd stated they'd figure it out(she didn't find his words comforting at all).

What's up, sweetheart. She could sense his playful tone, but wasn't convinced. They'd placed Bucky in a separate armored truck with thick restraints, inside a solid prison pod. She knew the absurdly long drive to Berlin from Bucharest must have been killer for him.

I'm five seconds away from freezing these cuffs off and getting you out. Furia knew if she played her cards right she could help them both escape with ease.

Furia, no. Bucky's voice was sharp and desperate. She could tell he was pleading with her not to do it. Steve can only keep you safe if you cooperate. One wrong move and it won't be just me they want to kill.

She sat up straight, releasing a gasp, as her eyes growing large. All three men could see the sudden fear in her expression and it immediately caught their interest.

Are you saying we are headed for your execution? Her heartbeat quickened as a sudden rush of anxiety flooded her insides.

No. Bucky said calmly. He could feel her panic as she was still in his mind and he hadn't meant to scare her so much. Furia was tough, but he'd come to realize she had quite the soft spot for him and he loved it. The Avengers won't stand for it. It's not the way they do things. But the more you cooperate the more likely they'll go easy on you. Think of it this way, if they see you aren't a threat, you'll be more likely to convince them that shit in Vienna had nothing to do with me.

Furia smiled, biting her lip. Again, the men turned to watch her curiously, taking in her sudden changes in expressions, like she was having a conversation with someone. Should I say you have a pretty good alibi considering you were having sex at the time?

I think telling them we were together is sufficient, sweetheart. We don't have to be so cavalier about our sex life.

Chuckling to herself, Furia loved to rattle her old fashioned boyfriend. It didn't matter that things were different now. At times, Bucky was still in 1945.

Furia noticed the others staring at her. Waving them off Furia said, "Sorry, I was talking to Bucky."

Sam raised a brow. "Do you see Bucky in the car, right now?" He asked, wondering if the chick was certifiably insane or not. It wasn't that long ago when Bucky wasn't in his right mind, perhaps his friends weren't also, he thought to himself.

Turning her head, Furia looked at him with bold eyes, entering his mind. I'm not crazy Sam.

By Sam's sudden astonished expression, Steve smirked, finally catching on. "You can read minds?"

Furia shrugged. "I call it vibing. I can connect with another's thoughts, seeing what they see for instance, maybe getting a glimpse of their future, and even speak to them but I can't control a mind."

Steve nodded like he understood. "And you can manipulate ice?" He started out. "From what I've seen your pretty handy in a fight."

"Just let me know if you want to make a run for it and this entire car will be frozen solid in seconds." She replied, half serious half not.

Steve could see the humor behind her manner and instantly knew why Bucky had fallen for her. She'd made him laugh. If one thing could attract his old friend it was a girl who could make Buck smile.

When they'd reached the Victory Column, Sam changed the subject, looking to Steve. "So, you like cats?"

Giving him a stern expression Steve spoke. "Sam." The last thing he wanted was to piss off the new king of Wakanda even more.

"What? Dude shows up dressed like a cat and you don't wanna know more?" Sam asked honestly. He certainly wanted to get the full story.

Steve couldn't deny his interests were peaked as well. This was a poor country that had presumably lost its one true value. "Your suit. It's made of vibranium?" He asked.

Narrowing his expression, T'Challa often chose not to reveal the secrets of his people but he trusted Steve, despite his need to protect Bucky. "The Black Panther has been the protector of Wakanda for generations. A mantle, passed from warrior to warrior. And now, because your friend murdered my father, I also wear the mantle of king. So, I ask you, as both warrior and king, how long do you think you can keep your friend safe from me?"

"Bucky wasn't anywhere near Vienna." Furia snapped. Her hands turned to ice from her anger before Steve tried to deescalate the situation.

"Furia, if you do something now they'll only trust you less. But if you cooperate, and give Bucky an alibi, it might change things for him. So please don't start this."

She sighed, as the ice on her hands began to fade. Bucky had told her Steve was a great negotiator and it had been one of the reasons he lead the Avengers. Hearing his words now, she'd understood. Nodding, she silently agreed to stand down.

As the armored vehicles began to drive down a one-way path, they entered an underground garage that was heavily guarded. Windows aligned the entrance to a building not far from where they'd parked.

Several men unlatched Furia's cuffs from the vehicle floor, escorting her and the other's toward a young woman with blond hair who stood next to a confident gentleman who looked pleased that they'd all finally been caught.

Turning, Furia glanced at Bucky, whose prison pod was now being moved. Steve, who looked to Bucky as well, walked beside Furia. He could see the distress in her eyes before asking, "What's gonna happen to him?"

"Same thing that ought to happen to you." The man started out. "Psychological evaluation and extradition."

Sharon sighed, trying to keep things civil. "This is Everett Ross, Deputy Task Force Commander."

"What about our lawyer?" Steve asked.

Everett laughed aloud. "Lawyer. That's funny. See their weapons are placed in lockup. Oh, we'll write you a receipt.."

"I better not look out the window and see anybody flying around in that." Sam chimed in

Everett pointed to Furia before continuing. "Colonel Rhodes seems to think you won't be a problem but considering your abilities I hope you don't make me lose his trust. One wrong move and we won't hesitate to shoot, got it?"

She gave a sharp nod, glaring at the man she'd never met. To Furia he was just another fast talking idiot who had no idea what was truly going on. But for Bucky's sake, she'd play their game.

Walking into the building, they took an elevator up to a high level. Along the way, armed officers watched their path, guarding the building.

When they'd reached a skywalk, overlooking the busy streets of the city, Everett spoke directly to T'Challa. "You'll be provided with an office instead of a cell. Now, do me a favour, stay in it?"

T'Challa shook his head. "I don't intend on going anywhere."

With a smirk, Natasha moved toward Steve as they walked her way. She was always happy to see him, and could never seem to hold it back. Even if she'd hoped to reunite over better circumstances.

"For the record, this is what making things worse looks like." She said to Steve as they continued forward.

"He's alive." Steve replied. He didn't care that they'd arrested him. Steve had accomplished what he'd set out to do. Protect his friend from being killed.

"Who's the girl?" Natasha asked.

With a smirk, Steve glanced at Furia, then back to Nat. "Turns out Buck had a girl with him."

"She's cute." Natasha responded, grinning.

Having crossed the skywalk, they entered a building that looked like a CIA operations center; large screens covered a far wall with suited individuals standing around doing what Furia presumed to be intel on herself, Bucky, Steve, and Sam.

Turning down a corridor, Furia came face to face with Tony Stark. She'd never seen Iron Man in person before, but was all too familiar with his worldwide billionaire persona. He gave them all a side grin while he continued his phone call. "No. Romania was not Accords-sanctioned. And, Colonel Rhodes is supervising cleanup."

Heading toward Tony, Natasha said, "Try not to break anything while we fix this."

Still on the phone, Tony spoke."Consequences? You bet there'll be consequences. Obviously you can quote me on that 'cause I just said it. Anything else? Thank you, sir."

Steve stood in front of Tony giving him a silent greeting before speaking. "Consequences?" He asked, wondering what Tony meant.

Tony raised his shoulders. "Secretary Ross wants all of you prosecuted. Had to give him something."

"I'm not getting that shield back, am I?" Steve asked, already aware of the answer.

Natasha spoke out. "Technically, it's the government's property. Wings, too."

"That's cold." Sam whined.

"Warmer than jail." Tony pointed out. He looked to Furia with a head nod. "This must be sub-zero?" He glanced toward Steve before continuing. "Nat, can you take her to the holding room? Everett has an agent ready and waiting to speak with her." He turned back to Steve before trying to give him some reassurance. "I've already told them she'll be our responsibility, Cap. Rhodey told me as much. She'll be fine."

Sighing, Steve looked to Furia. "It'll be over before you know it. Just answer what you can, be upfront, and maybe. Just maybe we can get Bucky back to the US."

"Okay." Furia agreed. "But I don't tolerate stupid very well."

Tony smirked, before speaking. "I like her already." He patted Steve on the shoulder before pointing toward Furia's markings. "Cool tattoos by the way." She could see the humor in Tony's eyes and it was obvious he'd guessed she wasn't from Earth.

Natasha moved toward Furia, motioning her to follow. "So what did Tony mean about the Mortal Kombat reference?" She asked Furia as they walked.

Furia began to vibe Natasha for any possible threat. It didn't take long to see how she had stood beside Steve all this time. Fighting for and with him for years now. Furia froze her hand, raising it for Natasha to see.

"Ah." Natasha said, before opening a door and escorting Furia inside.

The room was small, just under ten feet wide and ten feet long. There was a single table with two chairs, one of them occupied by a woman she'd never seen before.

Her black hair was fastened in a tight bun and she looked to be in her mid thirties. Her face carried an unreadable expression but stepping into her thoughts, Furia discovered Agent Mariana Mendez was a great interrogator, who always played by the rules, even to a fault.

"Have a seat." Agent Mendez said flatly.

Natasha shut the door behind them, staying put per Tony's request. Though he worked beside the CIA he wanted one of his own to keep things civil. They both knew how quickly a few wrong messages could spiral out of control, and neither Nat or Tony were willing to lose their friends if they didn't have to.

Opening a file, the woman glanced inside, before looking back at Furia. "It wasn't easy figuring out who you were. There for a while we thought we would be forced to label you a Jane Doe." Mariana scooted an old photo of Furia across the table. Looking at it, Furia instantly remembered the day.

She'd been with her father outside of Las Vegas when a member of Hydra had attempted to snatch her. She'd managed to freeze his weapon and surround him with a wall of ice, but not without drawing attention to herself and being recorded.

"This intel was from ten years ago, but I see a likeness." Mariana started out. "And then there's this. Taken roughly six months ago." She put down a second photo. This time was recent and though the image looked somewhat distorted as if the shot had been taken off a cell phone rather than expensive equipment(likely put on the internet), it was the day she'd rescued Bucky. "The image popped up on our radar as a possible lead for previously spotted enhanced individuals. Turns out SHIELD had been looking for you, for a very long time. And somehow you managed to avoid them."

"Aren't you a clever one, Agent Mendez. Or should I say Mariana?"

Furia always enjoyed the sudden surprise of those she vibed, but Mariana was quick to recover. "A telepath and cryokinetic." Agent Mendez looked at Furia as if impressed. "I guess that explains why you could avoid them right?" Leaning toward her, Mariana askes, "So where are you really from?"

Furia crossed her arms. "Zendika. Lightyears away." She sighed, ready to give them all the information she could if it meant helping Bucky. "My father took me escape extinction. When I was nine, I saved a kid from asshole bullies who pushed him off the playground equipment. He landed in the snow pile I created. Turns out being a hero with impressive abilities gets Hydra's attention pretty quickly. So from there on out we were on the run. And that's what I've done ever since. I've spent my whole life avoiding people like this and the only reason I'm here is because of Bucky." Furia paused. Her frustration caused ice to appear on her fingertips and hair. "Just so it's clear, I don't give a damn what anyone says, he had nothing to do with Vienna. He's been with me in Bucharest for weeks."

"We have video surveillance that says otherwise." Mariana had seen the footage herself. "Which is a lot stronger than your word."

"I don't give a fuck what that footage showed you, he wasn't there. Someone wants to point the blame on him and I intend to vibe the shit outta every mind I can til I discover who." She glared at Mariana before continuing. "I wouldn't be surprised if someone in this agency was behind it." Furia's patience was running thin. She wasn't one to sit idly by or simply take being called a liar without repercussion.

Natasha, who had been silently leaning against the wall felt it was time for her to step in. "Furia if anyone knows what it feels like to think no one can be trusted it's me. And if you can prove Bucky had nothing to do with Vienna, then do it. But until then, nothing you say is gonna convince these assholes otherwise." Natasha looked to Mariana. "No offense... But." She paused, sitting on the edge of the table just left of Furia. "Steve, Tony, and the rest of the Avengers. They are worth trusting, and I think you know it." Natasha motioned for Mariana to proceed. She reached for a a laminated section of papers that was labeled,

The Sokovia Accords

Framework for the Registration

of the Employment of

Enhanced Individuals.

"Furia, whether Barnes is innocent or not isn't why I'm here. alright? I'm more concerned whether you're going to be a liability or an asset." Agent Mendez spoke sharply. It was clear she was tired of Natasha's approach.

"Funny that I would be the liability since it was an organization much similar to this one that allowed itself to be infiltrated by HYDRA and forced me to remain on the run my entire life."

As soon as Furia's ice began to appear throughout her hair, Natasha was quick to interfere.

"Relax okay? The last thing you wanna do is fight your way outta here. That won't help Bucky at all." Natasha could see Furia's eyes change. The girl was clearly mad about him and Natasha knew Barnes was going to be how she would get Furia to sign.

"If you sign the Sokovia Accords, Tony and I will do whatever we can to get Bucky to America. He'll be seen for a Psych Eval, and likely be put on watch, our watch, for a few years.

Swallowing, Furia glanced toward the papers. "What are the Accords exactly?" Not interested in reading a stack of government planned laws that she would likely not understand anyway.

"They are designed for each government to decide when the Avengers provide assistance and when they don't." Natasha explained.

Furia's eyes seemed to narrow. "So it's about control?" She said, instantly thinking of HYDRA.

"It's about the Avengers not having free reign. Plain and simple." Mariana griped. She pushed a pen across the table. "Do you want to help Sergeant Barnes' chances or not?" She finished sharply.

Furia didn't like the idea of becoming an Avenger, especially under the circumstances. And she really wanted to punch Mendez in her stupid by-the-book face. But this wasn't about what she liked or wanted. This was about Bucky. And as she reached for the pen to give in to their demands, a sudden fear began to rise over her entire being.

Quickly reaching out for Bucky, Furia was whisked away into a new vision… Screaming with anger, Bucky was desperately trying to break the glass of his pod. She could see a man repeating words Bucky wished he could 't hear. Then it hit her… Someone was attempting to bring back the Winter Soldier and if Furia didn't stop them fast, whoever it was, was about to succeed.


Steve let out a deep breath, his eyes overlooked the large control room, just outside the office he sat alone in. Looking to where Nat had lead Furia, he thought back to Buck's request. Keep Furia Safe.

Back home, Bucky had always been there for Steve and had he not, there would have been plenty of times Steve wouldn't have stayed safe. Jerks always picked on Steve's weak frame, but Buck was always there to back him was the same during the war, and though he no longer needed Bucky to stand up for him, he was still by his side. For that, Steve would do what he could to protect Furia.

As Tony stepped into the office, Steve turned to face him.

"Hey, you wanna see something cool? I pulled something from Dad's archives. Felt timely. FDR signed the Lend-Lease bill with these in 1941." Tony set a black presentation box that held two pens down on the table before Steve. "Provided support to the Allies when they needed it most"

Steve tilted his set, glancing toward the pens. "Some would say it brought our country closer to war."

"See? If not for these, you wouldn't be here." Tony Started out, matter-of-factly. "I'm trying to- what do you call it? That's an olive branch. Is that what you call it?"

Steve looked around, changing the subject momentarily. "Is Pepper here? I didn't see her."

Tony scratched his head. "We're kinda- Well, not kinda."

"Pregnant?" Steve grinned.

Tony shook his head. "No. Definitely not. We're taking a break. It's nobody's fault." He said quickly.

"I'm so sorry, Tony. I didn't know." Steve said, feeling guilty.

Waving him off, Tony spoke. "Few years ago, I almost lost her, so I trashed all my suits. Then, we had to mop up HYDRA… and then Ultron. My fault. And then, and then, and then, I never stopped. Because the truth is I don't wanna stop. I don't wanna lose her. I thought maybe the Accords could split the difference.." He paused, pacing the floor. "In her defense, I'm a handful. Yet, Dad was a pain in the ass, but he and mom always made it work"

At the mention of Tony's father, Steve said, "You know, I'm glad Howard got married. I only knew him when he was young and single."

"Oh, really? You two knew each other? He never mentioned that. Maybe only a thousand times. God, I hated you." Tony shook his head.

Steve smirked. "I don't mean to make things difficult."

"I know, because you're a very polite person." Tony sounded sarcastic, and Steve knew he often irritated Tony but they'd still managed to remain a team. "If I see a situation pointed south, I can't ignore it. Sometimes I wish I could-"

"No you don't." Tony interrupted.

Steve smiled thinly. "No, I don't." He admitted. Sometimes.." He paused, unclear what to say.

"Sometimes I wanna punch you in your perfect teeth. But I don't wanna see you gone. We need you, Cap. So far, nothing's happened that can't be undone, if you sign. We can make the last 24 hours legit. Barnes gets transferred to an American psych-center, instead of a Wakandan prison."

Steve picked up the pen thoughtfully. He tapped it against the table before rising to his feet. Pacing the floor Steve faced Tony. "I'm not saying it's impossible, but there would have to be safeguards. And I'd want to know Furia could be protected."

Tony nodded. "Sure. Once we put out the PR fire, those documents can be amended. I'll see to it that Furia comes back with us, and have both you and Wanda reinstated."

"Wanda? What about Wanda?" Steve didn't understand why she'd been brought up.

"She's fine. She's confined to the compound, currently. Vision's keeping her company."

Steve eyes went large. His blood began to boil as he felt like Tony almost had him fooled. "Oh God, Tony! Every time. Every time I think you see things the right way."

Tony hadn't expected Steve's outburst. He sensed his own tone changing as well. "What? It's 100 acres with a lap pool. It's got a screening room. There's worse ways to protect people."

His comments were only aggravating Steve more. He couldn't believe how blind Tony was being. "Protection? Is that how you see this? This is protection? It's internment, Tony!"

"She's not a US citizen." Tony started out sharply. "And Furia is literally from another planet. Keeping her there too is the only way we can help them both."

"Wanda's just a kid and keeping Furia locked up won't exactly earn her your trust."

"Give me a break!" Tony yelled. "I'm doing what has to be done, to stave off something worse!"

Steve nodded faintly before speaking. "You keep telling yourself that, Tony." Setting down the pen, Steve headed for the door. "Hate to break up the set."

As Steve walked away, Tony let out a frustrated breath, turning his attention toward a screen that showed Bucky's cell. He hated that Cap couldn't see things his way and knew that his stubbornness was only going to make things worse. For all of them….


Steve, still reeling from his interaction with Tony, met up with Sam. The two waited in another glass office, paying attention to the investigation that had just started for Bucky.

Sharon, who handed Sam a piece of paper spoke out. "The receipt for your gear."

"Bird costume? Come on." Sam shook his head.

"I didn't write it." She pointed out before moving toward the screen. Pushing a button, the audio came on to Bucky's investigation.

"I'm not here to judge you. I just want to ask you a few questions. Do you know where you are, James? I can't help you if you don't talk to me, James."

Steve rubbed his chin, curiously watching their interactions.

"My name is Bucky." Bucky figured Furia was the only one he'd let use his given name, since she'd enjoyed it so much. Besides, he doubted anyone could ever say it as sexy when she'd screamed it with such pleasure each and every time they'd….

"Tell me, Bucky. You've seen a great deal, haven't you?" The interrogator asked, pulling Bucky out of his thoughts of Furia(she could so easily distract him).

Steve's suspicion began to rise as he tried to understand the CIA's agenda. With everything Tony had explained he wasn't too keen on handing out his trust. The only thing he did know was Furia and Bucky were telling the truth. As for everyone else, he wasn't so sure.

"Why would the Task Force release this photo to begin with?" Steve said aloud, referring the question to both Sam and Sharon.

"Get the word out, involve as many eyes as we can?" Sharon suggested.

"Right. It's a good way to flush a guy out of hiding. Set off a bomb, get your picture taken. Get seven billion people looking for the Winter Soldier." Steve was starting to come to a conclusion, and like a puzzle that was almost complete, he had very few pieces left before he figured it out.

"You're saying someone framed him to find him." Sharon still wasn't convinced, but thought it possible.

Steve, glanced to Sharon with a raised brow. "Furia almost guarantees it. Someone still under the control of Hydra wouldn't worry about asking for someone else's protection. He couldn't have done this."

Sam raised his shoulder, still a little skeptical. "Sure, but we looked for the guy for two years and found nothing."

Steve turned to face Sam ready to make a point. "We didn't bomb the UN. That turns a lot of heads."

Moving toward the screen, Sharon said, "Yeah, but that doesn't guarantee that whoever framed him would get him. It guarantees that we would." Looking closely as the investigator, Sharon tried to place him but couldn't.

Looking around, Steve frowned. "Yeah." Something wasn't right, and he could sense it. He started to wonder if whoever wanted Bucky was already here. Maybe even speaking to him right now….

"Tell me, Bucky. You've seen a great deal, haven't you?" There was something cold in the investigator's tone but Bucky had never startled easy.

"I don't want to talk about it." Bucky replied.

Zemo tried to keep his soft appearance, but the need to complete his sinister plan was filling his mind with every ounce of vengeance he wished to complete for so long. Swallowing, he focused and finally spoke. "You fear that- if you open your mouth, the horrors might never stop." Pausing, he looked to the notification on his phone, informing him the package has been delivered. Don't worry, we only need to talk about one."

Within seconds the center goes dark, losing all power to the building. Agent Ross, who had been in another part of the building, watching Barnes' investigation with diligence, immediately calls for action. "Great. Come on, guys, get me eyes on Barnes. Go."

"Friday, give me a source on that outage." Tony asked his trusty A.I. companion, who immediately began scanning for details.

Steve looked around, an uneasiness filling his veins as he looked back at Sharon. This couldn't have been a coincidence, and by the look on Sharon's face, he could tell she agreed.

"Sub-level 5, east wing." She tells Steve and Sam.

The both of them take off in a sprint down the hall, drawing the attention of T'Challa who, until then, was waiting patiently in the office Agent Ross had sent him to.

"Damn." Sam said, hoping they could get to Bucky and stop whatever was going on before it happened. As usual, shit always went to hell when Bucky was involved, and it was apparently only getting worse.


Furia paused. The pen in her hand began to shake and her frightened eyes caused Natasha to move toward her. "Furia." She started out. "What's-"

As the room suddenly went dark, Furia was drawn away from her telepathic vision. With a harsh breath, Furia turned to Natasha who immediately headed for the door. "What the hell?" She said, knowing all too well something like this was usually a bad sign, and likely caused by infiltration(it was exactly the kind of thing she would have done if she wanted to get passed high level security).

"Natasha!" It's James!" Furia cried. She wasn't one to let someone see the fear in her, but matters that involved Bucky were different. "Someone is using the same book Hydra did to compel Bucky! They are about to bring back the Winter Soldier!"

Natasha didn't waste another moment. She rushed for Tony with Furia at her side.

"You can't just walk around freely!" Mariana called out. "You have to stay in a secure area."

Neither of them acknowledged her words. As the two headed for Iron Man, Furia created ice underneath the weight of the cuffs, expanding the metal until they crushed and fell aside….

"What the hell is that?" Bucky said, regarding the outage.

"Why don't we discuss your home? Not Romania. Certainly not Brooklyn, no. I mean, your real home." Zemo stood, making his way toward Bucky's cell. Holding a red book, he began to read the russian words aloud.

"Желание"

Bucky jolted, the beat of his heart quickening. He could feel a slight tug in the back of his mind moving to take control. He shut his eyes in both terror and anger. "No!" He yelled.

"Ржавый."

"Stop!" Bucky demanded as the tug pulled just a little more.

"Семнадцать"

Bucky struggled in his restraints, he needed to make him stop. It was the only way. As the tug continued to grow, it slowly clouded his thoughts. "Stop!" Bucky sneered, angrily.

"Рассвет."

Bucky screamed, as images of Furia began to disappear. It was like every good memory he had made these last six months began to fade. The tug was so strong now. So strong he was seconds away from losing himself. Finally free of his restraints, Bucky began pounding at the glass, trying to break free.

"Девять"

Bucky continued to bang at his pod, blinking as his vision seemed to blur. Furia… He thought to himself, holding on to her name. Just her name. Just something to keep him fighting.

"Добросердечный."

Bucky punched with all his might, the glass finally beginning to crack.

Rushing, Zemo recites the last few words.

"Возвращение на Родину."

"Один."

"Грузовой вагон."

Though Bucky had broken free of the glass, the tug had finally won, overpowering his mind. Bucky was gone. Only the Winter Soldier remained.


A/N

Poor Bucky! I always feel so bad when I watch that scene, but somehow with Furia in the mix I think it makes it so much worse(don't you?)... Please let me know any thoughts you may have(no bullying or degrading thoughts please). I hope I can update soon.. Perhaps in a week. Thanks for reading! Keep a lookout for Chapter 3 where Furia must face the Winter Soldier(gasp! dun dun dunnn… yeah im cheesy, I know).