Warning: Rape in this chapter.

Chapter Five: Tragedies

"Better you die than I."

-Katherine Pierce

"Please have mercy." A small, Russian man said, his faced was caked with blood. Not his own, but of his family's. Katherine own hand and face was covered with the sticky blood. The man's wife's body and the bodies of the two young children laid limp on the ground dead. "Please."

Katherine raised her gun. "You have accepted HYRDRA's offer, Matvei."

Matvei's eyes widened and the please was just leaving his mouth when Katherine shot him twice in the head. She wiped the blood away from her face as she looked around. Everyone in the house was dead.

Her job was done, she would let the authorities clean up the mess. The streets of Russian were lonely and deserted she was surprised that no one had heard the bullets. Katherine paused when she heard footsteps.

With quick reflexes she pinned the man to the wall. "What is it that you want?"

"You." The man said with an impish sort of grin.

Katherine felt another man wrapped his arm around her throat cutting off her air. The man was at least two feet taller than her and her combat skill weren't as good as Bucky.

She felt herself struggling as she was pushed to the ground.

"She sure is pretty."

"I'll go first."

"No, I'll go first."

Katherine felt someone throw her gun across the street, she felt another pair of hands. Her back hitting an ally wall. Clothes being unbuttoned. Body touched. Her screams were silent though they were ringing in her ears.

"You're expecting?" Bucky and Katherine were outside, not far from HYDRA's headquarters enjoying the fresh air that they were allowed twice a day. Bucky and Katherine weren't friends per say, Katherine no longer knew that she had meet him in the forties. A better word would be ally, even though they went on separate missions.

But to put it shortly they saw each other as teammates, someone that they could share their unfair fortune with. They only trusted each other.

Katherine nodded. "I wasn't sure, but now I'm positive."

"What are you going to do?" Bucky asked. She was grateful he didn't ask who the father was because she didn't know herself and she didn't want to relieve that awful moment.

"I don't know." She said blankly. "It's just a baby, I will have to get rid of it I suppose."

Bucky raised an eyebrow. "Do you?"

"It's just a baby," Katherine's bottom lip trembled. "It shouldn't be hard to get rid of, if I don't HYDRA will kill me, I can't risk my life, my survival for a baby."

The small bell in the store rang as soon as Katherine stepped through the door. A small woman greeted her. "Hello, miss can I help you?"

"Yes." Katherine said in perfect Russian, she placed a hand on her belly unexpectedly. "I would like some rat poison. I have a little rat that needs to be taken care off." She didn't know why it was so painful to say the words. It was just a baby. A little human, insignificant little baby.

So delicate, so killable.

Yet Katherine didn't really want to get rid of it.

Katherine stared at the tiny red bottle in her hand. This bottle would solve everything. It would solve her problems. There was no way that HYDRA would let her have a baby in peace and the world that she lived in wasn't the kind of world that you brought a baby into.

She didn't want to be tortured to get rid of it. She had been tortured enough. One sip of the poison and both she and the baby would be gone for good. She doubted that she would go to Heaven, but even Hell would be a nice break from the misery she lived.

Katherine felt her throat tightening as she took a small sip of it. The poison burned her tongue. "I'm sorry."

Katherine woke up slowly, feeling out of breath and with beads of sweat running down her face. Her entire body was in pain, but how was she alive? The rat poison should have killed her along with the baby. She had felt the baby being expelled out of her body, but after that then what.

She raised her head and saw Bucky looking at her through the adjoining cell. "How am I alive? I'm supposed to be dead."

"The surer serum-healing abilities."

Katherine's throat tightened. She felt incredibly sick. "And the baby?"

Bucky wouldn't meet her eyes. "HYDRA took care of it."

HYRDRA of course.

Katherine slowly once again fell into unconsciousness.

Bulgaria, 1490

"A little more, dearest a little more!" a woman urged a seventeen year old Katerina Petrova who was in labor. "Push a little more."

Katerina screamed as she gave one final push. She heard the cries of a baby.

"It's a girl." Mrs. Petrova said.

"A girl?" Katerina whispered. "Please mother, let me see her-"

Her mother was about to hand over the baby when her father yelled. "Woman, don't what are you doing?"

Her mother instantly handed the baby over to her husband, who ignored Katerina's pleading look. "Let me hold her once, at least once." She whimpered, she begged. "Please, just once."

"Forget it." He hissed. "You have disgraced this family."

The words were as sharp as ice as Katherine struggled out of her bed screaming, trying to reach her baby. "Father, please father no!"

"No, Katerina it's better for her!" her mother embraced her.

Katerina continued crying. "No, Mama please."

"Let her go, Katerina let her go."

"Please Mama." Katerina said through whimpers.

Katherine sat up, half confused. What was that? That had been her of course, but she didn't remember that happening. Had she already lost a baby? Was that crying, Bulgaria girl really her?

Was that a part of her lost memories?

-End of Chapter Five-

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