Bloodline

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It's 2 am in the morning. My friend who writes her stories next to me is sleeping and I got a little tired of doing terminal runs with Scarlet Witch, Jean and Doc Doom in Marvel Heroes for lvling and prestiging. I had a sudden urge to write something and here it comes. Not sure yet how I'll deal with the 'maybe'-babies from Bucky, but I'll think of something... Hopefully it won't be too terrible.

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Chapter 9: Hydra's slaves

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She heard them talking, all the time, without being able to object to anything they were doing to her body or her baby. It was Hell to know what would happen and being powerless to avoid it. Countless times she tried to fight her way out but failed at merely opening her eyes. As if a nightmare was keeping her from waking up...

"She is only a vessel. The Black Widow program was partly a failure. But with his cells we can create more of him. With cloning, or the way he himself was created." The director told the father with a cold voice. It felt like ages since Natasha had been able to understand the murmurs around her, but this felt clear like the day.

"I want to train him myself, when he comes of age." A tiny bit of pride was leaking through the Winter Soldier's voice.

"Of course you will. And that won't take long actually. He does not only grow fast in her body. He will reach adulthood in about one or two years." He clapped him onto the shoulder. "Well done." He turned around to leave, when the Winter Soldier interrupted him.

"Is there a chance that Romanoff survives?" Suddenly his tone was cautious, not betraying his emotions to anyone who knew him.

"Well, not if we reach phase 2 of our plan." The man chuckled evilly, fully aware of what was about to happen sooner or later and giving a damn about any consequences.

"What do you mean by that?" Now the Winter Soldier's voice seemed startled, even to the untrained ear.

"She won't make it through the delivery." The director said without any hint of remorse. "As soon as we cut the cord she'll die. All her life will be concentrated inside the child. When we disconnect them, her will body gives up." He picked up a tablet screen and showed him some diagrams. "Your son will be even more powerful than Captain America. Finally the Super Soldier Serum reaches its pinnacle. And all that was needed was Mother Nature and a few liquids. Only when the integration of the serum's abilities takes place when the child is conceived, it entirely locks into the DNA and does not override it. The result is perfection." He chuckled.

Barnes put on a stoic façade again. "And there is really no chance...?"

"Oh, seriously? Come on! She has fulfilled her purpose. Yes, we could aid her, but that would mean much more engineering and that is costly. By far outweighs what we gain. The Black Widow is still a threat. As misguided as powerful. No need to keep her alive."

"But..." The Winter Soldier stopped when he saw Natasha move, barely being able to shake her head.

"Please, you have to help me. I know you have your orders. But I am begging you. This is also your son, your flesh and blood. How can you let them do this to your child?"

He stared at her, his eyes blank while he scanned her growing belly. "I do want him to be strong, just as Hydra does."

The director chuckled. "Well, that's the spirit. Be prepared, I have a surprise for you."

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Clint couldn't believe his own eyes when he saw a dark shadow appearing on the screen. This couldn't be true... this...

They kissed each other with abandon, starting to tear their clothes apart just to be as close to each as possible. It was intense and so primal...

Hawkeye knew what came next, although he didn't want to believe. He had never gotten any intelligence yet alone knew about the Winter Soldier's presence in the building. He had known that something was amiss but...

"Clint, are you there? What is so interesting that you...?" Banner asked him from behind but stopped in his tracks as he saw the obscene happenings on the screen. "So he is the father..."

Startled, the archer looked around. "Bruce, did you find out anything?"

Banner grimaced as he watched a very brutal moment in the edge of his sight, trying to avoid the screen. "Well, yes. I couldn't make any sense of it before, but when I combined the serum I extracted from her yesterday to an older sampler of Natasha's blood I could see a difference in her... well DNA. I know it sounds weird but it seems like her whole body had been overwritten. Unlocked something."

"It made it possible for her conceive..." Clint finished while he thought about the many hours Natasha and he had spoken about what she could never have.

"Whoever did this to her wanted this pregnancy. That's the only purpose of the serum I found, well, not the only, it's merely the first stage." Bruce could feel the darkness reaching towards him and wondered how Natasha would feel right now, surely knowing all this too, wherever she looked for refuge, or being hold captive.

"So, she was captured because of the baby." Clint grimaced at the thought.

"It's not the only thing the serum changed." A voice said behind them.

Both of the turned around, a startled look on their faces as they watched Stark entering the room.

"No long speeches about privacy, please. Jarvis informed me that you were doing some research so I hacked into your files. Holy shit. The Widow actually had sex with Capsicle's buddy? Well, at least it looked like they had some fun doing so." Tony said casually, sitting down on a chair next to them, typing in some commands.

"I knew we could never trust you. That's why I wanted to keep this a secret until we know more." Clint countered angrily.

"Don't stress yourself. I can be of help." He finished attacking the keyboard and pulled up a video of Natasha and Barnes having sex in an alleyway. "I could pinpoint the moment of conception by using the data from Natasha's blood. This is what I found. Seems like the Winter Soldier is a one-hit-wonder. But no matter, the interesting part is this." He showed some diagrams. "This is a normal woman's progress when she is carrying a child. But, due to Natasha's enhanced genes her body is much faster. So, giving her samples she was already three months along when she was abducted by Hydra."

"Hydra?" Clint asked, not sure if he wanted to know about all the other circumstances he merely got a glimpse from.

"Barnes is still working for them, is he not? And it makes sense using him. He got a watered-down version of Cap's serum, just like Nat. Even though it's a different kind. And also, he trained her, so she knew him all along."

Dear sweet darkness, how could he know details even Natasha had never told him? Clint wondered.

Tony gave an annoyed sigh. "I hacked into Shield, remember? Got a lot more info than I wanted but I stored it, in case it came in handy. So, back to the topic." He pointed at the highest point of the diagram. "This is when she'll give birth, using the data I have so far. The stuff she got from them is only stage one. Preparing her body."

Clint shook his head. "But that is merely a month away! It is impossible for a human to..."

Tony stopped him with an arched brow. "Is Natasha as human as we are?" He turned to Banner. "Well, not you but..."

Bruce looked at him angrily, showing that they had still some talk to get over with that didn't concern Natasha.

Clint closed his eyes and buried his face in his hands. "This sounds all so weird." Yet he knew that Tony was very accurate, usually. "So you are saying she'll have the baby in four weeks?" He couldn't even try to get around the fact that she was pregnant at all.

"Maybe even less, when they strain her body to the maximum. And by knowing Hydra's methods they will. We need to get her out of there fast."

"And what exactly is 'there'?" Clint asked him angrily.

"No idea," Stark muttered with his head turned to the side.

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When she heard a familiar voice next to her Natasha tried to open her eyes as far as she could, noticing James and another man towering above her.

"Since this vessel has proven to be useful, we will give you free access to the other Black Widows only engineered for the purpose of breeding."

"I told you already. It's only her I... made this for. And there will only be she." The Winter Soldier didn't even want to think about what Hydra had planned now. It was absurd and so cruel even his icy heart had troubles grasping it.

"You have your orders, and I am quite certain the mixture we gave you for her has not worn of yet. It's a wonder you don't crawl across the floor, craving a good fuck. We allow you to mount the others any time you like, and that hopefully will be soon." The man chuckled.

"I have my needs under control, director." Then he noticed the tears in Natasha's eyes. "She's awake."

"And crying. She is better off dead anyway. Seems like the obedient little girl doesn't like you having fun others."

No, Natasha's mind screamed at them. Don't use more women for this fucked up shit. She didn't know about other Black Widows only programmed for this purpose, but no one should have to suffer through this only to die anyway.

"Pathetic. Let's just hope the child possesses more genes from your side when it comes to emotional matters." He turned towards one of the doctors. "Sedate her. And heighten the doses, 20% more should not be lethal yet. We must advance and her body can endure a lot."

"How long until...?" He didn't dare to ask, stopping himself.

"We want her to nourish the baby as long as possible, we'll be stopping any upcoming contractions unless the child is in danger. She could make it to a little more than ten months of normal – human – time. We might need to cut the baby out then, but what would it matter? To answer your question: One week, maybe less. Too bad you really only seem to enjoy her bed. Well... Another round of brain-washing could surely fix this," he chucked darkly.

"Wait." He said before thinking about it more, not even wanting to imagine, so he shut the feelings out. "I will ensure that the others will be seeded."

"Good boy," the director laughed and clapped him on the shoulder. "Enjoy yourself." Otherwise he would have ordered to extract what was needed from the Winter Soldier.

"James..." a horse female voice begged next to them, "Please, don't."

"I said 'Sedate her.'" He angrily told the doctors and they followed his command quickly.

After the director had left the room he stayed with Natasha for a long while, staring at her face looked pain-ridden even in her sleep. She had to endure so much, only to be a vessel for yet another Hydra weapon.

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"These are our best. They are trained in... comforting you. I want you to be done by tomorrow." He said before shutting the door behind him.

Barnes looked around the room. It was barely furnished, a small bed with no blankets, a table when the position got too boring, a toilet and a shower that surely only supplied cold water. The women however, seemed to be fine with their current living situation, maybe didn't even know else. They smiled at him, opening their robes to fulfill the pinnacle of their lives. It pained him to see this, but at the same time his loins were burning. The doctors had given him another dose of what they jestingly called 'Night's Fire' and he was more than ready to satisfy every single one of the wanton women. They were at least pretty if not beautiful. Although they lacked the fire Natasha had.

He counted them quickly. Fifteen. With the need that was pulsing through his member he was sure he could at least satisfy them twice, so he smiled gently, beckoning one of them closer. He could imagine she was Natasha, the same fiery hair, although it was slightly longer. She greeted him by bowing her head before going down on her knees in front of him. He aided her by opening his trousers while the other woman helped him out of his jacket and shirt.

Only minutes later he was on fire by the touch of the many women. Every one of them seemed to fight for the first round while he felt himself getting closer to the edge, enjoying the warm mouth now fully. The drug dulled his senses, and his remorse while he grabbed one of them by her red hair and threw her onto the sheet. He mounted her to fulfill his need. Quickly finishing while she sobbed beneath him, her body limp and sore from the harsh treatment.

The Winter Soldier didn't even remember the second one while his desire grew and his conscience slipped away. The dark red veil that clouded his sight lifted after the forth woman, or was it the eighth? He couldn't recall. He started to feel sleep pulling at him, but then he felt a sharp pain on his cheek.

The woman looked at him hungrily while the echo of the slap was still ringing in her ear. "You have not satisfied me yet." She told him with anger blazing in her eyes.

That was enough to turn him on again. He grabbed her and threw her against the next wall as hard as he could. The rage fueled the drug in his blood again and he felt refreshed, ready to go once more, many times more. If they kept this up... He shuddered before giving in to the kisses that were more bites than sensual contacts of pleasure. Nails were ripping his skin open. He could smell blood and it drove him into a killing edge. There were two options now: To kill or to fuck. And oh the second choice made him feel so much better...

Sometimes he gave them the chance to ride him, sometimes he took the lead and did the work himself, calling the woman he mounted Natalia. They did not mind for they knew it was crucial that he kept his passion.

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"Report." He asked the red haired woman.

She shrugged and used a band to fix her hair straight backwards. Changing from wanton woman to cold blooded assassin. "He was very responsive. Especially with those who looked like her. Maybe dye the next group's hair in the right color. Making him angry works very well. The next group should use his rage to their advantage. He was like a wild beast riding us into oblivion."

The director arched an eyebrow. "Did you enjoy it?"

"He is skilled, but merely a tool. I did my duty, sir, nothing more." She put her hands onto her flat belly.

"Go to the doctors and let them check upon you and the others. Traces of his enhanced DNA will be found in even one or two cells when they mixed with your ova. The markers will be detected. Report to me how many have conceived over the day. As soon as you get positive results, you will submit to the treatment. There is no time to waste." He smiled at her. "Take care. You might now carry the most precious cargo."

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I had this is mind for ages. No worries, Nat is my main priority. You won't hear much from these women in the future, but I wanted to show how cruel Hydra can be when they want something.