Winter soilder x Spiderman

Around me there were a lot of small, insignificant, weak, scared people. They hid next to and behind the hiding places they found, some ran away from me. I could hear gunshots and screams, all I could feel was sadness, pain and determination. Who I was I never thought about, the only thing I had to think about was my mission.

"Topple S.H.I.E.L.D and kill Captain-America"

I searched with my eyes for Captain-America because he had fled from me when I tried to kill him and the Russian spy Natasha Romanoff. Suddenly, I heard a voice that I had heard while chasing Natasha and Captain-America. I spun around for a lap to see who it was and then I saw that Natasha was running around and yelling at the people around me to take cover. She also looked like she was trying to take cover. Then I realized that if I was going to succeed in killing Captain-America, I might as well start with his friend. So I shot Natasha and she fell to her knees and then she crawled to a car next to her to take cover. I could see the fear in her eyes, but I could also almost feel that she wanted to protect everyone else most of all. Then I jumped on a gray car and aimed at her again to try to kill her and then I realized that she had seen me because she turned her face towards me in horror. But my concentration on trying to kill her ended immediately when I saw Catain-America come running with her shield towards me. I immediately turned to him and slammed my metal fist against him, but he managed to protect himself with his shield. I pulled his shield away and jumped up in the air and then I kicked him with one foot. After that I slid down on my back and shot at Captain-America but he managed to protect himself by curling up on the asphalt and protecting himself with his shield. So I slid down from the car and Captain-America did a forward flip and then he ran away from me. So I pointed my gun at him again and shot at him, but I didn't manage to hit him. Then when I loaded my gun to try again to kill him, he took his chance and pressed his hand against the car to take off and then jump over the car and kick my hand so that my gun would fall to the ground. And it did, but I quickly pulled another smaller gun out of my belt and then I shot at him, but he once again managed to protect himself with his shield. And then he quickly pulled the shield out of his face

-Bucky? I suddenly realized that Captain-America hadn't gotten ready to continue fighting me, instead he stood and stared at me questioningly. I wondered if he had seen any other of his longtime friends or if he thought I was someone named Bucky.

-Who the hell is Bucky?

Another slap in the face and I could feel my blood running down my cheeks.

-You are a useless soldier who should be killed! And then another blow.

In a dimly cold room, I was stuck with metal and fabric straps in a dark gray operating chair.

I felt the abrasions on my shoulders, wrists and ankles being torn open because the metal and fabric straps were stuck too tightly. I looked up at all the disappointed doctors, scientists and leaders who looked down on me and right in front of me was Baron Strucker who punched me in the face between each sentence.

-Winter Soldier, the mission was to kill Captain-America and overthrow S.H.I.E.L.D!

Another punch and then he yelled, "You failed!"

-You are nothing more than a failed experiment.

Another blow and then a scientist bent over to talk to Baron Strucker.

-Well, well, okay, and then he looked at me and it looked like he was thinking through what he was going to say.

-Winter Soldier, there is another mission that you might as well do because you failed your last mission.

-A teenager in a red and blue suit who calls himself Spider-Man, sneaks around and snoops among our stuff and we could do our important job much easier without him. Then Baron Strucker fell silent and looked at me questioningly as if I had to decide if I wanted to do that mission, but I think both he and I know I have to do it.

My previous mission was to overthrow the Teroristorstori Imitation S.H.I.E.L.D and kill Captain-America, but I had only been given one day and I didn't have time to do my mission. But now that I got a new assignment, I was of course going to carry it out. Killing a teenager is easy, I could do it in less than three hours, and if he calls himself Spider-Man, he probably thinks he's a hero who has more powers than he really has. I got a lot of new training for killing Spider-Man, so I wouldn't fail in my mission. And after a few days of hard training for example, hitting the right person with my SIG-Sauer P226, cold ice baths to clear my brain, strapped into a chair and getting electricity in my brain and hard blows all over my body that gave me big bloody wounds but made me harder and more durable, I was ready to kill Spider-Man.

It was time for me to go to Queens in New York where Spider-Man lived later in the afternoon around five, half past six to arrive around ten o'clock at Spider-Man's house. I sat strapped into the chair from six o'clock in the morning when my last training was over, and there I sat until five in the evening. Then they tightened the buckles around my body and. After my suit was on and I held my SIG-Sauer P226 in my left hand, it was time to go and kill yet another person in the terrible world we live in.

I woke up to hear engine noise from a car driving up the driveway. So I got up from my bed and then went to my open bedroom window and looked out to see who it was. At first I couldn't see anything because it was pitch black outside, but after a while I could glimpse a large van that was completely still outside my house. I quickly bent down and then I pulled a bit out one of the drawers in the dresser that stormed under the bedroom window in my room.