Chapter 10

Steve awoke again when the next soldier brought them food. The door's opening was very narrow, but before it slammed shut, Bucky slid his metal arm between the door and its frame. The door made a noise upon hitting his hand that could have fooled an unwary guard into believing that the door had shut.

As the guard turned the corner, Steve slowly began to push open the door, careful to make as little noise as possible. He allowed Bucky to exit as well, before gently shutting the heavy door behind them. Steve and Bucky began to slowly sprint through the halls, but a moment later, heard screaming.

"What was that?" Bucky whispered, glancing around in alarm.

"I don't know, but we can use it as a distraction."

The first few guards that they ran into, Steve slammed into the wall head left them unconscious in growing pools of their own blood, his strength fueled by adrenaline and fear. He had to get bucky out of here. Had to let him escape. Steve really didn't care what happened to himself, as long as Bucky could flee safely. He jumped in front of each guard, intent on hurting them before they could lay another hand on Bucky.

After several minutes of running, they came upon a peculiar sight. There was a guard already dead, a knife in his throat. Steve suddenly felt far more afraid than he had before. There was someone else here, and he wasn't sure if they wanted to hurt Bucky. They were obviously skilled enough to take down HYDRA agents, as when he looked around, he saw several more bloodied corpses.

Steve grabbed a gun from the dead man and laced his fingers with Bucky's, pulling them against the wall. They would have to proceed more cautiously.

Steve peaked into the next room and saw an armed agent running, but before he could shoot at the person, realized that they were running in another direction. He let them pass, before sprinting through the room with Bucky. He tightened his grip on the pistol, wanting them to get out alive, but not sure that they would. Already his movements were beginning to slow, months of starvation and fatigue taking their toll, despite the adrenaline.

After a while of running, Steve was beginning to fear that they were running in circles. Each room in the HYDRA facility looked the same, and it was rather disconcerting. Steve had no idea as to where the exits were, and it was only Bucky's presence next to him that kept him from panicking completely.

They ran for what seemed like forever, until Steve's legs felt as though they might collapse underneath him. Somehow, they encountered only a few agents, and Steve subdued them fairly easily. Eventually, Steve decided that they couldn't keep running.

"Let's just jump out a window," He panted, not believing that they would ever be able to find the exit in the maze.

Bucky looked at him with a resigned look on his face and sighed. "I guess we should. I don't think we will ever find an exit at this point." A few moments later, he smirked, "You come up with stupid plans, punk."

Steve smiled at that, excited that a piece of who Bucky used to be still existed, and wasn't completely destroyed by what HYDRA did to him.

Bucky slammed his fist into the window several times, and Steve watched it crack and eventually shatter under the force. Bucky winced when some of the shards of glass scraped their sharp edges against his metal arm, and Steve cringed at the thought that his idea had caused Bucky pain.

Bucky stared over the edge, "Uh, Stevie, we are eighteen stories up."

"That's fine, we are super soldiers. It won't kill us." Steve said it mostly to reassure himself. He knew that it could very well hurt either of them in their current states, but they didn't have much of a choice. The longer they stayed, the more likely it was that the HYDRA agents would recapture them.

Steve took a deep breath and ran at the window, throwing himself over the edge. He finally slammed into the ground, rolling to try to relieve some of the pressure from his joints. It still took all of his willpower not to scream in agony when the jarring force of hitting the ground reopened a few newer wounds. He immediately stood up and walked further from the building so that Bucky would have room to jump, cringing at the pain that the movement caused.

Bucky slammed into the pavement beside him, rolling as well. Steve heard him wince.

"That was the dumbest fucking plan you have ever had," Bucky groaned. Steve laughed, pulling Bucky to his feet.

Steve saw movement inside the building, and sobered immediately. "We gotta move, Buck," They started running, albeit a bit slowly due to their new injuries, away from their prison.

Suddenly something slammed into Steve, sending him sprawling. He looked up just in time to see a red piece of metal collide with his face. He tried to fight back, but his fists struck more metal. He couldn't see for all the blood pouring down his face.

After a few moments of bearing the abuse, his attacker was pulled away from him. Steve pushed himself to his feet, wiping blood out of his eyes, ready to be attacked again. He then heard a voice.

"Steve?"

"Tony?" Steve questioned through a mouthful of blood. Steve didn't know why he was there, but that did explain the absence of HYDRA agents during their escape. The knife seemed like Natasha's work. Perhaps there were others here.

Tony looked over at Bucky, and suddenly his entire demeanor changed.

"What the fuck are you doing with him?" Tony seethed, pointing at Bucky.

"We were escaping being tortured. What is your problem with Bucky, Tony?"

"He murdered my mom."

Tony suddenly pounced on Bucky, blasting him and throwing punches at him. Steve should have known better than to let them near each other, but he was so fatigued that he couldn't even remember the issue until Tony brought it up.

Steve tried to pull Tony off of Bucky, but Tony seemed determined to hurt Bucky. Suddenly Tony stepped back, and Steve hoped that it might be the end of the conflict. Instead, Tony pointed his blaster at Bucky, and destroyed his metal arm.

Bucky howled in pain, his face clearly showing his anguish. Tears dripped down the side of his face, mingling with the blood from his beating. He sobbed, his breathing becoming heavy. Tony looked on, face stony. He lifted his hand towards Bucky's face, and Steve threw himself at Tony just as he used his blaster.

Tony looked down in horror. He hadn't meant to hit Steve. He gasped, seeing the destruction that his weapons had wrought upon his friend. Half of Steve's face had been burned away, and Tony could see through a hole his skull. He wasn't moving. He wasn't breathing.

Tony leaned over and emptied the contents of his stomach. He didn't mean to kill Steve, didn't want to kill Steve. It was so gruesome. He didn't mean it. He just wanted Bucky to pay for what he did to his mom. Tony began crying, and didn't bother to try to stop the tears as they fell down his face.

Bucky watched Steve fall to the ground in front of him. He saw him stop moving, but thought nothing of it. And then Tony threw up next to Steve, who was unnaturally still. Bucky pulled himself over to Steve, stumbling on weak legs.

Steve, oh God, Steve. His Steve had a hole in his head, and Bucky could see his skull. He couldn't be dead, he couldn't. Bucky was aware of someone screaming, only to realize that it was him, screaming Steve's name over and over. It was Bucky's fault that Steve died, if he hadn't tried to save him, he wouldn't be dead. It was his fault, all his fault. And now Stevie was gone.

He felt tears pour down his face, soaking Steve's body. Bucky was just a worthless killer, he was an asset of HYDRA, and the only thing that had kept him relatively sane was Steve. And now Steve was gone, and no one gave a fuck about him anymore. He was a monster, better off dead. Bucky couldn't stand to be apart from Steve in life. He should have died first, not Steve.

Bucky grabbed the gun from Steve's waistband. He put it under his chin, barrel pressed flush against his chin. He took a deep breath. Steve, I'm coming.

He pulled the trigger.

A/N

And that's the end! So it has been established that I am a horrible person, feel free to send me your hate. Thanks for reading, I am a demon that feeds off of your tears! :)