Olivia's POV
I wake up to light and heat.
So much light and heat.
I blink and shake my head, trying to rid of the drowsiness. Stupid gaurds.
I look around the warehouse as I get my vision back and I see everything on fire.
What the fuck happened?
In the far distance I see Ajax or as Wade said, Francis, coming towards my direction. As he came closer, I could see bruises on his face.
"Come on love, we're getting out of here." He smiles as he unstraps me.
"Like hell I'm going with you!" I glare and he just chuckles. "Love, you will be dead if you don't come with me."
"I'd rather be." I reply back and he just shakes his head.
When I'm freed I punch him in the face and quickly get out of the bed.
"Olivia!" I hear him yell, but I run away. I dodge debris that were falling and I take a turn.
I can hear footsteps behind me and I quickly turn invisible. I look back as I see Francis and his manly sidekick Angel looking around the room for me.
I smirk and turn back to running, but stupid me tripped over a big ass piece of debris from the ground.
I guess Francis and Angel heard, because they ran straight towards me. I try to get up, but a scream erupts from me as I feel pain. I look down to see that I embedded my leg into a piece of scrap metal.
How the hell did I do this?
"Well, what do we have here Angel?" Francis smirks and I narrow my eyes. I look deep into his eyes and I began to set my mind on what I want.
And that is to get the hell out of here.
"Angel." Francis yells as he realizes what I'm doing and she punches me in the face, causing me to yelp as I'm knocked back. Damn that girl has a mean swing.
I feel blood slide down from my nose and I wince as I try to lift my leg from the metal. "Hit her again, but this time, make her pass out." Francis orders and Angel just smirks as she stands over me.
I glare up at her as she grabs the collar of my hospital gown and lifts me up. She pulls her arm back and the next thing I know, I'm gone into the deep pits of unconsciousness again.
"Olivia, wake up." I mumble shut up and snuggle my head back into my pillow. I feel it chuckle as I feel arms hug me around my waist.
I open my eyes to see brown hair in my view. I raise my head to see blue eyes staring back into my brown ones.
"Good-morning gorgeous." And I instantly blush and smile. "Good-morning handsome." I reply as I snuggle my face back into the crook of his neck.
"I just want to lay here forever with you." I mumble and he chuckles. "I also want to, but you must wake up." I open my eyes to see that I'm no longer in his arms.
I look up to see him standing besides the bed, staring right a
t me, a blank look in his eyes.
"Bucky?"
"Wake up!"
I jolt awake to see Francis standing above me. A light smirk on his lips.
"Finally love, you're awake." And I instantly roll my eyes. "Can you please stop calling me that. It makes me want to gag." I mutter, glaring up at Francis.
"Can't handle the name, love? How about darling?" I narrow my eyes. "Or doll?" And I lower my gaze to the ground that I'm laying on. "Love is fine." I murmur and I hear him chuckle.
"Okay good then, love. How about you come with me then?" And I'm raised up by two guards from behind me. I let them drag me towards a room Francis walked into and they throw me onto a chair.
I let a curse sleep through my mouth as the pain in my leg was still there. I look down to sew it bandaged.
I struggle with the guards as they try to strap my wrists against the chair, but once again, I'm punched in the face, by no other than Angel.
"I see you still have the punch Angel." I mutter as they strap me to the chair. She just shrugs and I reach over to my left and spit blood onto her right boot.
"Ooh, I'm sorry. I was trying to go for the left." I smirk and I get another punch to the face, causing my eyesight to blur for a sec.
"Okay Angel I think that's enough. Go on and take a short break." Francis leads Angel and the two guards out of the room and he comes back.
"So love," I narrow my eyes. "Who is this Bucky I'm hearing?" I give him a confused look. "You were mumbling in your sleep. One name caught my attention and that's Bucky." He walks over to me and leans into my face.
"Was he your brother?" He asks and I just keep glaring. "Your friend or let me guess?"
"Was he your lover?"
I narrow my eyes even more and he chuckles. "So if this Bucky was your lover then this will be a problem or let me rephrase that, that will be your problem." He says against my ear and I look the other way.
"What do you mean, my problem?" I question. "You're going to be brainwashed into killing your team mates from the Avengers compound." He explains and I look up in confusion.
"Avengers?" I ask and he smiles as he walks to a table nearby. "They are 'earth mightiest heroes'" He uses his hands for quotation marks and I just scowl.
"You were apart of the Avengers before you were turned into the remarkable being you are now." He says and I just sit there, dumbfounded, but also in despair.
I can't kill Bucky. He's the man that I had loved and I can't do this.
With one pull, I break free of my restraints. I go for my other arm, but I feel a sharp pain in my neck. I look to see Francis holding a syringe.
"Once you awaken, you won't remember any of this." I hear Francis say before passing out.
