Breathe.
Pain.
In and out.
No pain.
I am the Winter Soldier.
I have been built to kill.
Built to fight.
I have a mission.
Two targets.
A dating couple
I receive different orders
Kill him.
Bring in her.
I stalk them.
I take him out easily.
She's terrified.
My stomach clenches.
This is wrong
This IS Wrong!
I step back.
She doesn't run
She's in shock.
I don't want to hurt her.
I don't have to hurt her.
Do I?
The Winter Soldier takes over.
He slams her into a wall.
Knocking her out.
He – I – bring her in.
This is wrong.
I want to let her go.
The Winter Soldier refuses to let me let her go.
Same day, same mission
I receive orders to get information from her.
I enter the room.
She looks up at me.
She's no longer in shock.
She's defiant.
I admire her spunk.
The Winter Soldier hates it.
"Kto wynajął twojego męża?"
The Winter Soldier shocks her by using her original language.
When she doesn't answer he repeats it in English.
"Who hired your husband?"
She still refuses to answer.
The Winter Soldier loses his temper.
He hits her across the face.
I take over again.
I jerk my hand back, shocked.
I hit a helpless woman.
I was horrified.
The Winter Soldier takes over again.
Repeating the question.
Injuring her further when she doesn't respond.
I try to make him stop.
He forces me back.
Continues to question her.
My handlers realize I am getting nowhere with her
They order me through the earpiece to kill her.
The Winter Soldier gladly takes over again.
His – my – left hand flashes out.
Locks around her throat.
She choking.
Pleading.
The Winter Soldier doesn't like it.
He releases her.
Shoots her.
She's dead.
Cold,
Pain
Pain
Darkness.
