Steve's POV
A few days after the mission I received a package addressed to me, Natasha,and Clint. There was a disc inside with HYDRA's symbol on it. I studied it as I called them, why was this here? Did it have something to do with Bucky? As soon as he reached my house Clint jumped out of his car.
"Did you find him?" He asked in excitement, I shook my head as Natasha rolled up. "But this might have something to do with his disappearance." I added as I showed them the disc, Clint growled angrily. "They better not have hurt him." We placed the disc into the DVD player and watched.
It opened on a scientist working on a camera before cutting away to another."Hello Captain," He said sinisterly. "I suppose you wonder where your little friend went. He's with us, see? He wants to see you!"
They aimed the camera at Bucky."Steve!"He screeched in desperation. "Help me! Please! I'm sorry for running away! But please come and help me!" He looked pleadingly at the camera. "Shut up!" Ordered a scientist as he hovered over Bucky with a knife.
"That's messed up." Clint growled.The other scientist nodded and he pressed the knife against Bucky's flesh arm, lightly making a cut. "Steve!" He screeched in pain, he attempted to break his bonds but was unsuccessful. Another came after him with a needle and stuck it in his side. "Please! Clint! Natasha! Anybody!" Bucky begged in fear and pain as the scientist ripped out the needle as someone else came at him with scissors. My fist clenched and unclenched in anger, Natasha looked worried.
They placed his flesh arm between the blades. "You wouldn't want your little friend to lose his other arm," said the scientist. "Would you, Captain?" He tried to squirm out again but was unsuccessful. "All you need to do to prevent that from happening," the scientist finished. "Is stop taking out our bases. Stop and we will not harm him, continue and he may just die from blood loss... your choice Captain." They shut off the camera.
"Who left this here?!" I growled, Clint and Natasha looked at each other and nodded. "Let's look at the security footage." Natasha said with masked rage. She used my computer to hack into the nearby security systems. What we saw shocked us. "Rumlow..." said Clint with hatred lacing his words. He grabbed his bow. "Let's go get this son of a bitch." He added, I nodded as I grabbed my uniform. Don't worry Bucky, we are coming!
Bucky's POV
I had closed my eyes to rest them a minute, I had gone almost a month without sleeping and felt the strain on me. I suddenly felt the jar shift and opened them, expecting it to be Wanda. I was met with Pietro smirking at me. I scrambled to the back of the jar and made myself as small as possible.
"Awww," He cooed sinisterly. "Don't be scared, let's get you something to eat." He grabbed me out of the jar and set me on the table as he heated up the food. He set my 'plate' in front of me and smiled slyly. 'What is he up to?' I wondered as I ate. We stared at each other as we both ate, me with caution, Pietro with amusement.
When I was done Pietro wrapped his hand around my body, just below my arms, and began petting me. He smirked down at me and I realized, he wasn't doing it to be nice, he was just showing me he could do as he pleased with me. Then Wanda woke up. "Awww" she cooed as she saw Pietro petting me. "You do like him." "Yeah," said Pietro. "He likes this... don't you little buddy?"
He looked me in the eyes and I fought back the urge to shudder. "...yes." I said, Pietro released his grip on me and I almost ran to Wanda. She smiled happily and picked me up gently. "Awww," she cooed as she cradled me in her hand. After a while Pietro cleared his throat and gestured towards the jar. Wanda sighed and sadly put me back. The guards came in and took them away, and I was left alone again. I fussed around with my blanket for a few hours, starring at the holes in the top of the jar took about one.
Then I saw the door open... it was the guard. I shuddered in fear. "Oh, don't be afraid of me." He smirked evilly as he approached. "Be afraid of Pietro, he'll be furious when he finds out you escaped again." My eyes widened in terror as he reached in and grabbed me. He dropped me unceremoniously on the counter and placed a book on my leg, I couldn't get it off. "Have fun,soldier." The guard laughed as he left the room.
I struggled to get the book off, I HAD to get back to the jar. Pietro would kill me! I shoved and clawed at the book with my metal arm, but I couldn't get it off. Then...Pietro walked in and saw my empty jar. He glared as he scanned the room, his eyes quickly landed on me. He growled as he walked swiftly over and knocked the book off me.
He pressed me down with his hand and growled. "I thought I said no escaping!" "But I didn't!" I tried to explain. "I don't want to hear it." He growled as he picked me up his grip tightened around my ribs. "I warned you I wouldn't take it so easy on you this time." He squeezed me harder and suddenly there was an audible cracking noise. Suddenly, I heard myself screaming and realized... my ribs had snapped. The pain hit me like a hurricane, tears streamed down my face as I looked up at Pietro.His voice shook as he said. "I will squeeze even harder next time." Then Wanda walked in. "Pietro!" She said in shock.
