"Don't worry Sergeant, the glass was made to hold more then six super soldiers together. It won't break, and if it does, that metal arm will certainly come in handy." Tony teased as Bucky came into the glass balcony with a pale face.
"I don't enjoy heights. That's all." Bucky had refused to go out, but Steve had teased him as well and after a few drinks to help calm his anxiety for heights. He stepped out and couldn't refuse how beautiful it looked. The snow falling slowly down onto the windows and the busy street below. He had been dreading the event for a while and although Steve constantly gave him courage, Bucky was afraid of any threat that would make things worse for him. Once he stepped out of the elevator he was hit with memories after memories of different places with windows, and snow. It took him a good half hour and a few trips to the bartender to calm himself and deal with the memories.
Now he found himself quietly enjoy the view, there was a stillness in him at seeing the snow fall. Instantaneously his view was slowly fading and his peripherals were becoming darker. His sense began to dull, it felt as if time was slowing, each snowflake was suspended in air, his pulse was in his ears. He was about to have an episode of memories, a lengthy one at that. He felt sweat come down his brow and a sense of vertigo overtook him when Tony suddenly spoke and he reached out to the window sill to hold himself steady.
"Ahh here comes Natasha, and... Wow. That is one hell of a slit." Bucky glanced towards the door and saw a unfocused Natasha walking towards the balcony with a young woman. Her black hair was held up in a lose twist, many curls escaping their compound, her tan skin was more defined because of the color of her dress. He couldn't see her face yet, but he caught sight of her entire exposed back, the way the muscles underneath moved. He was sure he had never seen such a beautiful back as hers, would it feels as soft as it looked?
...Well, that was a rather unexpected thought.
Bucky began to make his way to open the door for the ladies and found both Clint and Steve walk with him. The door opened and Bucky found his pulse speed a little at the sight of the woman. Her eyes wide and her plump lips parted, as if inhaling. She was beautiful and.. oddly familiar. Natasha began speaking and he tuned out as he began to analyze her. She had scars running up her arms, all of them seemed to have faded and almost disappear. Yet those scars were similar to his, those were war scars, healed quickly but the skin never set right it left a small color distortion that could only be found if you were looking for them. Her body was alert and slightly interested, she was standing a little too still. That could be due to the stress of the night, if this woman had been in middle of a war, a room full of people could make her uncomfortable.
Buckys gaze swept down to her slit where a perfectly tan leg showed it's appearance. Her calf was well defined and her thigh was muscular, not overly big, but precise. Like Natasha, but she had spent her life training, not only in combat but from a little girl she had extent knowledge in Ballet. This woman had been a dancer at some point in her life, which was not a surprise considering her Spaniard nationality.
"-but you can call him Bucky." His attention was brought back to whatever Natasha had said, which seemed as though introductions were being given out.
"Hello, it's so nice to have another girl in the group. There are far too many boys and they enjoy teasing." Wanda said as she brought the young woman into a hug, no discomfort on her face as he had expected there would be.
"Well I'm thrilled to know I won't be the only one. It's a pleasure to meet you all. I hope not to bore." Katarina said with a wink as she nodded to Tony in the back.
"A young woman as alluring as yourself could never be a bore. If anything you've just entered the Lions den." Tony commented as he squeezed by and took her hand to twirl her.
"Tony let her be, you'll scare her off. She's a new agent and deserves to be treated with respect." Steve objected strongly, Katarina only laughed at that while Natasha snorted loudly.
"If anything she'll have all of you a run for your money. She's got a pretty serious resume, possibly has more experience under her belt then Bucky here. Nina is highly trained and highly dangerous, isn't that right?" Natashas speech took Bucky by surprise, he hadn't been paying much attention to the conversation but now he seemed to be interested.
"Well I certainly wouldn't say I'm dangerous unless your in my way I suppose. Memory is a little faulty lately. But I do suppose I can be rather menacing if not fed, or at least that is what my brother would say." Again her laughter seemed to lift everyone's mood and soon more people chuckled as well.
"Where is your brother? I've heard a lot about him, I'd like to meet him." Steve commented as he began to scan the Observatory through the glass windows.
"He's currently sitting in our table, your welcome to find him. He's quite the fan, I believe he'd love to meet you all."
"I can lead you guys back to the table, I think that bartender lost our drinks Nina
I'll be back in a bit." Natasha said as she began to shoo those who wanted to go back to the table out of the balcony. Soon only Bucky and Nina were left outside to stare at the small snow storm building up.
"Sergeant correct? I feel as if we've met somewhere." Ninas voice was softer then when she had addressed the group as a whole. Bucky turned to look at her, a ghost of a smile passed by his features.
"Yes it would be Sergeant, if I used the title, but I prefer Bucky instead. Makes things more.. personal. I don't think we've met, I would remember an encounter with you doll."
"Serg. If I didn't know any better I'd say that comment was more on the flirtatious side." Katarina chuckled as Bucky began to blush lightly. He winked at her and Katarina turned her head slightly to her side to expose her slender neck.
Her scent hit Bucky and the smell of roses and strawberries asulted him. He leaned forward unconsciously to inhale more of her scent when he noticed what appeared to look as a raven tucked behind her right ear with a string of letters at the bottom.
'μακαρία'
His vision suddenly darkened, and his chest began to ache in anticipation. This was going to be bad.
The snow had settled over night and the wind died down. The small fire inside the cabin helped warm the floor as he laid next to the burning ambers. His coat was laid over the light blue chair, that had seen better days, to dry from the nights round outaide the cabin. The russian winters were the worst, made him regret saying yes to this ridiculous mission. But saying no was out of the question, they would have washed him again, made him forget everything and start fresh. He was exhausted of not knowing who he was, as if it was an itch he could not scratch. The Winter Soldier was just that, a soldier who took orders and never asked, never felt, never wondered. But now, he remembered some of his kills, he felt their fear, he knew what he was and that he needed to get out fast. Perhaps after this mission he could make a run for it. Go somewhere where they wouldn't look.
He stood up, slipped his coat on, grabbed his guns and headed for the door. This would be his last mission and he'd run. The sooner he get it over and done with, the sooner he'd have on the clock to disappear. After all, what was one shield agent compared to all they had.
He stepped outside into the snow that covered his entire calf and began to walk east of the cabin while covering his tracks. The agent he was sent to kill was to meet at the cabin in an hour, he needed an impecable view for his target. He began to sweep through the trees and began his search when he heard rustling a few yards ahead of him. He stopped and lifted the sniper towards the sound.
There, in a forest green coat stood a figure with the hood covering it's face. This couldn't be the agent he was sent to kill, it had no weapons on its person that he could see, nor did it seem like it was preparing for hamd to hand combat. The Winter Soldier kept his sniper trained on the man.
"кто ты? Что ты здесь делаешь?" His voiced boomed over the silence of the early day, and the figure didn't move at all. He just stood there.
"я вопрос задала. Ответить или быть убитым." The Winter Soldier said, his voice dripping with a coldness and hatred that couldn't have been distinguished as anything else. He didn't want to shoot this idiotic person, but the lack of response was a making it difficult to find another option.
"не стрелять, им ищет человека. Солдат." The figure responded, it's voice was masked, sounded harsh and deep, with a hint of an accent. This person wasn't Russian, but spoke enough to communicate. A soldier. It was looking for a soldier.
"почему солдат? кто ты?" He asked the figure, this was wasting his time. He had to set up for his agent to appear and playing 20 questions wasn't going to help. Fuck his control, this person was in his way of both his freedom and his mission
He raised his sniper and aimed at the figures head when the person tentevly lifted it's hands to grasp the hood, and slowly pulled it down.
"зима солдат ... Я ищу тебя, кажется, что вы ищете меня. Вы были посланы, чтобы убить меня, я здесь, сделать снимок." He was stunned as her hair tumbled down from her messy braid and she lowered her hands to the side. This woman was his agent and she was looking for him as well.
The hesitation on his part was a mistake, he quickly recovered and the sound of his gun went off. The figure stumbled in the snow and soon the forest green coat and messy hair was on the ground. He cautiously approached her, he needed to see if he'd kill her. As soon as his body came near hers, he stared at her face, as if trying to remember her. Blood began to stain the white ground around her and that's when something broke.
He remembered his name, and looking at the dead woman made him realize that he was a monster, a selfish one. He fell onto his knees and slowly reached for the body, unzipped her jacket and saw her blouse stained red. He felt for a pulse but couldn't find one. he killed her so he could be free, and he wasn't even sure if this was the agent he was sent to kill he only assumed. His eyes welled up with tears, not realizing why he cried, he simply dragged her body unto his lap and began to sing a russian lullaby. He knew this woman, the memory of her was back.
Macaria. He called her Macaria.
He had trained her for something, an event. She loved him but they couldn't be together, no one could know otherwise they would kill them. Something happened and she had to leave, their training was over and she had to leave. Perhaps on mission? They loved each other and she became dangerous. Then Hydra wiped him. He forgot about her, but she didnt, she was tracking him.
He cried harder into her body and began to shiver from the cold, he gripped her body harder and as he did, he felt a poke. There inside her pant pocket was a pin. The shield pin.
He killed his agent, as well as the love of his life.
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Translation
1. кто ты? Что ты здесь делаешь?
Who are you? What are you doing here
2. я вопрос задала. Ответить или быть убитым.
I asked a question. Reply or be killed.
3.не стрелять, им ищет человека. Солдат.
Do not shoot I am looking for a man. A Soldier.
4."почему солдат? кто ты?
Why soldier? Who are you?
5.зима солдат ... Я ищу тебя, кажется, что вы ищете меня. Вы были посланы, чтобы убить меня, я здесь, сделать снимок.
The winter soldier... i am looking for you, it seems you are looking for me. You were sent to kill me, here i am, take the shot.
... . Authors notes
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