Chapter Four: Across the Shattered Glass
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Bucky jumps down from the room off the ten story building landing on top of the post office practically unscathed then rises from his crouch from the impact and turns around and looks up at me. His face is hidden by dark goggles and the black metal mask he wore when he was known as the Winter Solider, the comm unit in his ear is hidden beneath his brown hair just like my comm is hidden by my red hair.
"Drop down, I'll catch you, I promise," his voice bounces through the comm. Taking a deep breath I push myself off and feel my stomach jumps up into my throat as the chilling October wind whips through my hair and sends stinging pain through my exposed face. My cloak flies upwards into the sky as I descend downwards toward the rooftop that if I landed on would most likely kill me upon impact. Just as I almost hit the ground, Bucky's arms firmly clasp around my hips and he quickly sets me down on my feet.
Stepping back I dust off my red and black leather covered corset and straightened my cloak. Reaching into my boots I pull out six daggers, placing three in each hands and head toward the smokey gray metal door across the rooftop from where we stand now. The door flies open and men in gray jumpsuits and rifles come marching in and just at Bucky gets into fighting position the four me fall to the ground, bleeding, and grasping at the daggers I'd tossed into their necks.
He looks at me shocked as I walk over and retrieve my daggers. As we near the door I say, "I'm not called the Black Mamba for nothing Winter Solider."
Bucky says nothing and just follows me through the door where HYDRA agents swarmed out from ever door, every hallway, and every ceiling tile. Reaching into the holsters position on my hips, in the blink of an eye I have my pistols out and start firing as Bucky fires his automatic weapon at the people behind us. It a matter of minutes the hallway is stained red with the blood of its agents and bodies lie dead on the ground around us.
"Hey, are you—" he starts, and I can feel his eyes staring at the back of my head.
"I'm fine, just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I can't handle this, I've killed more people then I'd like to admit but still," I turn the corner. "We have a mission to complete, that's the most important thing at this moment."
We turn and more guards file in but in the blink of an eye, they're either shot down or have my daggers lunged into their throats. My eyes dance across the room but I can't help but feel a strike of similarity in this base despite never being her it seems like I have. Bucky takes the lead and we soon stop in front of a steel door with and X shaped marking on it.
Aiming my pistol I shoot the lock with a loud ringing metal clang with bounces throughout the empty hallway. Putting my pistol back in the holster Bucky has me enter the room first and he closes the door behind him. The room we enter is so big that I feel like a tiny ant in comparison. A large computer monitor took up the majority of the wall in in front of us while the long white table that rounds the walls of the room have all types of technology scattered across it as well as the keyboard.
Stepping forward my fingers instantly jump to the keys typing in pass code after pass code and trying to break through the firewalls which takes me only a few minutes if that before we are fully into HYDRA's system. Bucky hands me the flashdrive from his pocket and just as I'm about to connect it into the keyboard to begin the process of transferring the files I have a different idea.
I pull up all the documents onto the screen, most of the words have been blacked out, preventing me from fully understanding the documents but one thing I know for sure is that it isn't good. It's not information on HYDRA but more like an experiment, or in other words a project I suppose HYDRA plans to do but the KGB caught wind of it and want to use it for themselves.
Project: Blood War created by Atticus Rothwell, a well renounced scientist and DNA manipulator for HYDRA, while I've heard about him, something else in the back of my mind stings with recognition. I know him, really know him but how? He's best known for the DNA and blood work he did with the Black Mamba Program, the program that made me, me.
While I heard about what he did, I never met him but I can't help but feel like there's more to it then that. Why can't I remember? I can't remember a lot of things, Bucky has had to tell me a few things that has happened to me but I have managed to gain back a few memories of being at S.H.I.E.L.D. but I still can't remember everything
The more I look at the screen with Atticus staring back with his stringy gray hair parted over his balding head, those cold blue eyes boring into my green ones, and the flashes in my mind of a white lab coat I can't help but feel... fear, complete and utter fear.
"Project Blood War? Atticus Rothwell, DNA scientist, what the hell," Bucky mumbles, more to himself then to me.
I hear him but I don't really hear him, if that makes any sense. The words I hear but I don't make the connection to respond to his words, all I can think about is the man in the picture, I know him and I didn't like him.
I met him," I point at the man on the screen. "Before, before but I don't, can't remember when or where, but I know him. And the KGB doesn't want to take out HYDRA these files," I said, looking down at the flashdrive in my hands. "These are for this project, they probably are able to remove the black outs to read the non-tampered documents which have to be for something, something big."
"So the KGB wants to use these documents for some type of project involving blood which is most likely for some type of monster or soldier of sorts to what? Take over the word?" I nod. "Sounds accurate," he finishes.
"We need to get the hell out of here, and get as far away from here as we can," I say, typing in thd self destruction base code HYDRA used when I was still under their employment. Luckily it seems this base never got around to updating their systems as the computer takes the code. Leading Bucky from the room we dart through the halls, avoiding all the main hallways and take the back exit and we find ourselves stumbling through an alley.
Darting forward we stop when we are on the other side of the town. The building erupts into a bursting bright flash of white, red, orange, and yellow. The building collapses in on itself leaving only a pile of rubble in it's wake.
"Now what?" Bucky says, not enthusiasm in his tone at all.
"Now, we need to get as far away from this town and country as possible because the KGB won't be happy about this."
"Where are we going to go?"
"To the Avengers Tower, where else is there?"
Bucky shakes his head in a firm no. "No."
"We have to."
"But what about Steve, I tried to kill the guy, that's not exactly being a good friend."
"Get over it, you weren't yourself just like I wasn't the real me when I did all those things I did for HYDRA so we need to get over it and move on and besides he's your best friend, I don't think he'll hate you."
"Fine," he replies, rolling his shoulders in an uncomfortable feeling. "We'll go but don't expect me to be happy about it."
"Well you're never happy so it's nothing new, let's go."