Bucky

The room was hectic, everyone was moving back and forth and the personnel were finally getting back to work. Bucky walked back and forth between two consoles and helped the techs on their searches. He gave them small details that could help. He stood behind a young man who was typing furiously and following his every word. Bucky looked up and glanced over at Hill. He took a breath and went back to helping the technician. He didn't know if they could find Niko, he did have an act for disappearing for long periods of time. Bucky knew he was patient for a long time, then he would become impatient and make a mistake. Taking him hostage was him becoming impatient, he wanted to get his plans moving, sadly it didn't go how he wanted and Niko is probably in some other country on the other side of the world, being patient.

Bucky remembered he was always like that, long periods of precision and a short act of hastiness usually was his downfall. Bucky tried teaching him out of it, he was doing better too, but after they put him into a cryo tube, it all went south. Bucky stepped back from the console and he took a deep breath. He looked back at Hill, she was busy giving orders to numerous personnel, he waited for a moment of nothing and he was going to go for it. He waited for a few minutes and his opportunity came and he took it, he walked over to her and she turned to face him, like she knew what he was going to do. He didn't act surprised by it, because he wasn't.

"Maria" he said

Hill got closer and the room was loud with voices. She leaned close, Bucky took a moment to speak "I need to contact Gerald"

Hill looked at him "One more person searching isn't going to make it go faster"

Bucky shook his head "I need to talk to him, look I am not going to have him look, we've known each other for a long time. I am going to talk to him about possible places Niko may be"

Hill nodded "Well you better hurry"

Bucky nodded and turned to leave and he dodged a young girl who was going back and forth between Morse and Sam. Bucky excused himself and left, eh entered the hallway and he walked toward Hill's office. He never really noticed how empty the halls were, but he did this time. He came toward her office and he pushed the door open and he walked in. He went to her desk and he opened a drawer and he found one of her tablets. He grabbed it and turned it on, he waited for it to power up and he went to contacts and called Gerald. He stared at the small circle that slowly turned and he glanced at her desk. He saw a picture, he frowned and he saw it was one of him, but he was in his full outfit, gun and all. It was one of the supposal pictures of him, he shrugged it was the only one that was taken of him. He made a mental note to get a better photo for her. The screen flashed and Gerald voice brought him out of his thoughts "James!"

Bucky didn't smile "We need to talk"

Gerald's face went serious and he nodded "What do you need?"

Bucky took a deep breath "Well we have a problem, there's an Adaptoid trying to help Sean Richardson"

Gerald frowned "I thought Adaptoids can't work by themselves"

"Someone is controlling it, gave it a mission, you know the usual crap. But we don't' know who it is"

"Yelena?" Gerald said

"No, someone else. Gerald is there anyone else who could use an Adaptoid?"

Gerald shrugged "Anyone who can get their hands on one James"

"Well the thing made a mistake, so it's not from Yelena, she would have made sure that the looks it was copying was up to date"

Gerald frowned "I guess you thought of Zemo"

Bucky nodded "Yeah, but I quickly discarded it, he wouldn't make that kind of mistake, not to mention I don't think he's the kind of man to break someone out of the Avengers' facility. He would be more subtle about it"

Gerald nodded "Agreed" he took a drink and he sighed "Do you want me to look into it?"

"No, we have enough people looking into it, Steve thinks it may be Niko"

"Well a small mistake seems like Niko"

"I know, but it's too soon"

"Too soon?"

"Yeah, Niko has these long periods of patience, then he gets impatient and makes a mistake"

"You think he's in a period of patience?"

"Well I did shoot him"

"Point taken, so he capturing you was him being impatient?"

Bucky nodded "During the months after Moscow and when we got onto Yelena, he was quiet for almost a year"

Gerald took a deep breath "He captured you, made mistakes that allowed them to find him and they stopped him"

"Yeah and now he's back into that period of patience"

"How long?"

"Don't know, it took me months to find him when he was being patient, but that was after he just got away, I was chasing a wounded animal. Now, he's had a long time to get away, it may take longer to find him"

"An estimate?"

"Maybe a year" Bucky said

Gerald took a deep breath "So you don't think it's him"

"No, it has to be someone else"

"But you ruled out Yelena"

"My point exactly, we have literally run out of suspects"

Gerald frowned then his eyes widened slightly "What about Alexie"

Bucky frowned "He's been locked up, we would have known if…" he began to say as his voice became silent and trailed off.

Gerald frowned "James?"

Bucky's eyes widened "It could be Alexie, see if Niko is still alive, and his right hand man is in the enemy's nest"

"Then he may be there for a reason"

Bucky nodded "or he's not with Niko anymore and we're back to square one"

Gerald sighed "What about Brock Rumlow?"

"He was spotted in Korea, not to mention Rumlow wouldn't do it with one"

Gerald nodded "Niko would"

Bucky nodded "He would, I need to talk to Alexie"

Gerald nodded "I will wait for your call, let me know as soon as you find out"

Bucky nodded "You got it"

Gerald face faded and Bucky disconnected and he put the tablet down. He stood and walked around the desk and toward the door. He pulled it open and he left, he walked down the hallway with a quickened step, who knew when the Adaptoid was going to try and release Sean. Bucky didn't see the time to tell anyone at the moment, he made his way to where the Quinjets were. He saw a few personnel who were security, and they didn't seem to mind him leaving. He found his Quinjet, it wasn't hard. It was the only old model. Bucky walked up into it and he stood before the cock pit. He walked forward and climbed into the pilot seat and began with clicking himself in. He pressed a few buttons and the Quinjet came to life. Bucky felt the hum of it and he closed the ramp. He heard it hiss as it hydraulically sealed. He pulled the controls back and the Quinjet began to hover. Bucky glanced over at a large room above him and four men were sitting in it. One pressed a button and the ceiling opened. Bucky made the Quinjet slowly rise in altitude. The Quinjet moved out of the exit and snow blew in a funnel as it slowly left the underground hangar.

Bucky made his clearing and he got clear of any tree and he hit the thrusters, the Quinjet flew forward. Bucky pulled down on the controls and the nose of the Quinjet rose and it flew high into the air. The Helicarrier was above the facility, high in the clouds. Bucky flew through the white clouds and the dense moisture hugged the edges of the wings. Bucky pushed the throttle forward more and the Quinjet picked up speed. The Quinjet made it to the brink of the clouds and flew out of the white thick soup and the Helicarrier was there. Bucky banked tot the right so he didn't fly into it. The thrusters moved and angled the propulsion and the Quinjet flew above the Helicarrier and Bucky took it around and flew toward the main deck. He came in a little hot and he quickly pulled the throttle back and the engines angled downward and slowed down and kept it from hitting the deck. The Quinjet hovered for a minute and Bucky landed it. He powered it down. He unclipped himself and he climbed out of the pilot seat and walked toward the ramp. He smacked the manual release as he got close.

The ramp unsealed and slowly descended. Bucky waited for it to plant itself onto the concrete. It touched the deck and it stopped, Bucky walked down, and he took a breath as the cold air hit him hard. He walked toward the entrance to the bridge. Bucky entered through the door and he walked onto the bridge. The personnel on the Helicarrier were much more used to seeing him than the ones at the facility. Bucky walked behind the wall and he walked past the conference room. Bucky moved quickly and walked down the hallway. Bucky was almost past his quarters when someone was following him. Bucky turned and Fury was behind him. "Barnes?" he asked

Bucky sighed "I need to talk to Alexie"

Fury walked along with him "I need at least a few minutes to bring him to interrogation"

"In the cell will do fine" Bucky said

Fury frowned "Is this about the Adaptoid in the facility?"

"Maybe, I need to be sure"

"I can have two agents with you"

"No need, I'll be fine"

Fury took a breath "Okay, just try not to make him angry, last thing I need is a pissed off prisoner"

Bucky looked at him as they walked toward the holding cells "No promises"

Fury glared at him and Bucky entered the long hallway to the holding cells that lined down the walls. Fury stayed at the entrance. Bucky continued on and he walked past cell after cell. He looked at he left and he saw a Hydra agent, he looked to his right and there he was, Red Skull. Sitting on the floor, cross legged. His eyes opened and eh saw Bucky walk past and he closed his eyes and went back to what he was doing.

Bucky moved toward the last few cells and he got to the second to last one on the left and there he was, Alexie was sitting on the floor, his back against the wall. His left leg was stretched out and his right was bent and his right arm rested on it. He saw Bucky and he didn't care to take interest.

Bucky stood and stared at him for a minute or two, he studied him. Alexie didn't look like he was doing anything for Niko, he actually looked rather sick. His eyes had dark bags under them and he was pale. His eyes were also bloodshot. Bucky tapped on the glass. "Eating well?" he asked

Alexie moved his head slightly and his eyes shifted toward the right of the cell and Bucky looked to see a tray full of food, untouched. Bucky raised his eyebrows "I am going to get to the point"

Alexie didn't make any indication that he was listening, and by the way his emotionless face seemed to not even look at him, he probably didn't care. Bucky nodded "Have you had contact from Niko?"

Alexie didn't even react to the name, his eyes just stared at the floor. Bucky waited for a few seconds "Have you had any contact from Niko?" he asked again.

Alexie shifted slightly, the only sign that he was alive, he looked at him and took a breath "What does it matter?"

"Well we think that you are helping him keep tabs on us and are attempting to break out Sean Richardson"

"Who?" Alexie asked

Bucky stared at him "Sean Richardson" he said bluntly.

Alexie chuckled and he seemed to out of breath "Never heard of the man, must be important for the Avengers to take interest"

"He killed over a hundred people a few days ago"

"Good for him"

"In New York"

Alexie shrugged "Why would I care?"

"I'm sure you don't, where's Niko?"

"I told you I don't know, my part in this over"

"I don't believe that"

"Well believe it, if I was important for the end, Niko would get me out of here"

"Or he had you get captured on purpose so you could feed him Intel, or use an Adaptoid to cause us grief"

Alexie stayed quiet, he nodded "I do not know what you're talking about"

Bucky tilted his head and nodded "Why don't I believe you?"

Alexie scoffed "No one ever believes someone in interrogation"

"This isn't interrogation, we're just having a chat"

Alexie laughed "You are afraid of who is controlling this Adaptoid"

"No, I just want to know who it is, is it Yelena Belova, Rumlow, or your so called friend Niko"

Alexie smiled "I wouldn't know, I haven't talked to Niko since you shot him in the chest and he fell over a cliff."

Bucky squatted down and he was on Alexie's level "You don't have to be in here you know"

"What?"

"You could help us, help us stop Niko and his grand plan he's always going on about"

"And betray my only friend, I don't think so Barnes"

"You must really trust him, okay, when Niko comes in here, and he sees you. What do you think he'll do? Hmm, just let you go and embrace you, or leave you, or worse, just kill you"

"Niko wouldn't come in here, he knows that I played my part out, he doesn't care what I do after I got to see Natalia again"

Bucky nodded "You did all this just to see your ex-wife that you were married to almost three decades ago?"

"Why is that so hard to believe?"

"Because it doesn't make sense, Niko helped you get revenge and in return you help him and he lets you see Natalia, you do know he was going to kill her right?"

Alexie frowned "No he wasn't, he wants to kill you"

Bucky shrugged "He told me he wanted to kill Red Room"

"And he has" Alexie said firmly.

Bucky shook his head "No, there's three people left"

Alexie frowned, Bucky nodded "Me, Natasha and himself"

He frowned at Bucky "What?"

"We are the only three remaining people that were part of Red Room at the time he was there, he said that he was going to use Natasha to help kill me, then he was going to shoot her then himself"

Alexie got to his feet and he scorned him "That's not true"

Bucky stood up "Once he kills me, he'll kill Natasha, then himself, maybe"

Alexie frowned "You're just trying to get me to betray my friend"

Bucky nodded "So you know something about the Adaptoid?"

Alexie frowned "Yeah, Niko had me order it to infiltrate the facility and he would take it from there, but this was before we even captured you, even when Yelena Belova was doing her thing, our Adaptoid was there"

Bucky frowned "It's been there for a year?"

"Yeah, surprise" Alexie said with a smile.

"So you smuggled it in and Niko gave it orders?"

Alexie nodded "I guess Niko has some unfinished business with you"

Bucky backed up "What I said was true"

"No it isn't"

Bucky shrugged "When you see him again, ask him" Bucky said and turned and walked away.

Alexie frowned and put his hands on the glass "You better hurry Winter Soldier, I have no idea what that Adaptoid was ordered to do" he called after him.

Sean

Sean sat in the center of the containment cell and he was sitting Indian style and he had his fingers intertwined and he was staring at the floor. He didn't know what he was doing, accepting help from someone he had no idea who it was, it didn't make sense. His plan was to get his men commended and after he did what he thought was the only way, he would pay the price. He told himself he would accept punishment, but now he was waiting for someone to help him escape.

Sean lifted his head and took a deep breath as he stared up at the ceiling. He didn't know what he was doing, how could he? He was doing things that weren't part of the plan. All the arguments he had gotten himself into with members of the Avengers, the ones that he knew were doing good. He didn't know why, but he didn't know if he was who he set out to be anymore. He remembered waking up every morning and seeing his poster of Captain America and making the choice to be as good as him. He looked up to him, he was his hero. Now it was all wrong, he attacked his hero, put him in a coma. Why didn't he just come in and talked to him? He probably would have actually been able to get his men commended, and he wouldn't be in a cell right now.

The fact that he walked out into a busy street and shot everyone he could, was beginning to haunt him. He could still hear all the screams as he fired at them. He shot a woman with a baby, Sean closed his eyes. He had spent his life wanting to stop terrorists. Now, he was one. The realization hit him hard, he took a sharp breath. Jacob would be angry with him, Natalie would hate him and his own mother would be disappointed. Sean didn't see his choices though, he made them. He was so bent on getting back at Westbrook that he killed everyone in the building, for what? He thought that it was justice, but it was revenge and after that, he found another thing to become angry at. He used it to fuel him, to keep going and he used the excuse of his men for what he was doing, he knew that his men never would have thought about shooting innocent people. Why did he think of it?

Sean didn't know who he was anymore, he joined the military to stop people from killing innocents and he had turned into one of them. He felt like he was drowning, drowning in the endless pit of bodies whose blood covered his hands. Sean nodded his head and he didn't know what he was doing. He had to face the truth, he wasn't Sean Richardson anymore, and he was no one. He didn't have a name, he didn't deserve one. His name would be wiped away from the history books, as Captain America's remained, his would be gone. Sean took a deep breath and he knew what was happening. He was losing himself and his men were the only things that kept him as Sean Richardson, even if he was barely that man anymore. He knew that Jacob wouldn't know who he was anymore, he would even be unknown to his own friends and family members. Sean bit his lip and he felt tears come to his eyes.

He felt tortured by himself, he never stopped thinking about making people pay for what happened, when he already killed the ones who did it. He didn't know who he was fighting anymore. He felt like his very own demons were dragging him down, his memories haunted him. He couldn't stop hearing the screams as blood went everywhere. Sean put his head in his hands and he rocked back and forth, he groaned in pain as he shook slightly. Sean felt the hands of his victims start to pull on him and he jolted his arm to the right, as if to get them off of him. Sean got to his feet and he gritted his teeth as he saw their faces. The blood covered faces, the tears streaming down their faces. Sean didn't know who he was and he didn't want to be himself anymore. The pain was unbearable, Sean felt himself falling deeper and deeper into himself. He knew what he had to do and he remembered his training on how to make emotions disappear. He thought back to them and he pictured all their faces. He saw Jacob's and his men. He saw Natalie's as blood leaked out of her nose, he saw his mother's her long brown hair and her kind smile. He shook his head and he took all his feeling and tore them away, he didn't want to feel anything anymore, he just wanted to feel the things that made sense, and all he could feel was anger and hate. He hated them all, just as much as he hated himself.

Sean shook his head back and forth and he looked up as his eyes were slammed shut. He wasn't Sean Richardson, he didn't know who he was. His mind ran a mile a minute to become something else. He saw his name before him and he knocked it away and he remembered in the heat of the moment when he spoke to Captain America, the words that left his mouth. He wasn't Sean Richardson, he died with his men. He was the opposite of Captain America, he couldn't stand for what he stood for anymore, and it made him sick. It made him feel all the pain, it was easier not to feel. He opened his eyes and he took a deep breath. He knew who he was, and he felt nothing, all the pain was gone. He felt his heart become very calm and beat slowly. The emotions were gone and what remained is what he was and who he wanted to be. Sean Richardson was gone, Anti-Cap remained. His ear became full of static and a voice spoke. "My friend?"

Sean looked over at the camera on the wall and turned his back to it and he saw another one. He found them all and he found a blind spot. Sean took a deep breath "Yes"

"I have to accelerate my plans, standby for my signal to get out of there"

"Copy"

"When that cell opens, get your equipment and get out of that facility, head to New York City and find a way out of there. Do not worry about making contact with me, I'll find you. Just get off the grid once you get out. I think you'll be interested in my plan"

"I don't care about your plan, once I'm out. I'm gone"

"I understand, my offer still stands if you change your mind"

"I appreciate it, now I'll wait for your signal"

"Okay, it will be soon"

"Copy" Sean said coldly and he turned back toward the cameras and he took a seat in the center of the cell and crossed his legs and he closed his eyes. He sat there, patiently waiting for the signal.

Peter

He was spending his time far away from the hectic atmosphere of the Operations room. He was all the way back in the Medical bay and he was standing next to the Doctor as he checked him over. Peter was actually able to wear his real clothes. He was lucky his pack was nearby and someone brought it to the facility. He was now in his jeans and his long sleeve shirt that hugged his slim toned form. He was in his shoes and he had his spare web shooters on. He took a deep breath as he was given the option to sit in a chair, which he gratefully took. He was able to move his legs, he had spent the long night hours and made incredible progress. The only explanation was that he pushed his body as his cells worked overtime to repair themselves. That could be why he never had any scars from his injuries he would get. He could heal to the point that the exact cells were become new and it would be like damaged cells weren't existent, because they weren't.

Peter sat there in the chair and he was rather comfortable, he watched the Doctor walk away from him. He was going to retrieve something, Peter wasn't paying attention to what he was saying. He was busy thinking about what to do about Aunt May. He didn't know if he should tell her that he was Spider Man. He could always keep it a secret, but then he would have to lie to her all the time, and he hated lying to her. He knew he would have to weigh the consequences and figure out what he could live with. He was brought out of his thoughts when the Doctor came back and he was holding five canes.

Peter raised his eyebrows, the Doctor took a moment to speak "You can walk well enough, but you need a cane while you heal completely."

Peter nodded "Five?"

"Well I picked a few, they all fit you, just didn't know the type of cane or color you wanted."

Peter nodded as he looked at his five choices. There was one that was more of a walking stick, he looked past it, didn't really want that one. Another looked like curved wood rounded within each other. He frowned at that, then he saw a simple black one, he saw it as an option. He saw a white one, then he saw a red one. He reached out and the Doctor didn't know which one he wanted. "The red one please" he said kindly.

The Doctor handed it to him and Peter stood and held the cane at his side, red was his color. He walked forward and used the cane to help support him and he moved quickly. He tried different paces and leg movements. He could walk, but he did need a cane. Peter looked down at it and it was missing white strips or it would be a candy cane. He looked at the Doctor "I'll take this one"

The Doctor nodded and walked away. Peter spent the next five minutes walking around the Medical bay with his new cane. He wondered if he could add a web design to it, he smiled at the thought, his very first Spider Man merchandising. He shook his head, he walked toward the door. The Doctor stood up from his desk, Peter waved him down "I'm going to go for a walk through the facility"

"What about the Adaptoid?" the Doctor asked

Peter shrugged "I have my web shooters"

The Doctor frowned. Peter shrugged "I'll be fine"

Peter walked through the doorway and into the hallway. He took a deep breath and began to walk. The only way he was going to be able to run was to get stronger, and that was what he was going to do, he would be running soon and then he would be swing through the city. He walked through the empty halls with a confidant smirk and he had his glasses on, which he didn't need, but he liked to wear them when he didn't have his suit on, kept it a habit, helped with the identity thing. He wished Tony wasn't busy, he would like to ask how the suit was doing. Peter sighed when he remembered he had those ear pieces that let him talk to FRIDAY. He was lucky that he had them in his pocket. He grabbed them and he leaned on his can as he put them in one at a time. He took a breath "FIRDAY?" he asked

Her voice came through "Hello"

"Hi, well I am walking, and I needed some company"

"You do know that I can't actually walk next to you"

"Yeah, but I can talk and walk, so I'll talk to you"

"Well, okay. Just don't go getting a crush on me like that movie Her."

Peter chuckled "You watched a movie on your own?"

FRIDAY was quiet "So"

Peter chuckled "Well don't go trying to be human for me Samantha"

"Shut up" FRIDAY said

Peter smiled and laughed, he continued to walk. "Just saying, why did you watch a movie on your own? So you could talk with me about something?"

"Shut up" she said calmly

"I'm just saying"

"Peter" FRIDAY warned

Peter nodded "yeah, shutting up"

Peter walked forward and he made it three minutes before he spoke. "What other movies have you seen?"

FRIDAY sighed in defeat "I watched the other Star Wars movies"

"Oh and any character you didn't like?" he asked

"The Gungan was annoying, but only for the first movie"

"Jar Jar?"

"That one"

"I always saw his character as being necessary for giving the Emperor power in the Senate, he was essential to the story, Lucas needed a character that wanted to please everyone"

"Well he didn't need to make the character annoying"

Peter nodded "Good point"

Peter continued on and talked to FRIDAY about Star Trek as he rounded the corner.

Author's Note: Give me your opinion about Sean (Anti-Cap).