A New Day (Book 2)

Chapter 6

y/n pov

    After I check out the place I head back to where the kids are. I forgot about all the memories I had here. As I'm walking I peek into the one room. It's a room filled with beds. I walk in and go up to the bed in the far left corner of the room. I look to the frame and see rusted handcuffs attached to the bed.

    I lift up the mattress and find a thin paper notebook. I pick it up, reading the German righting. It says Property of Y/n Y/L/n. I open up the book to the first page and the first thing that my eyes catch is the date. "1929, December 24," I read aloud. I close the book and put it in my pocket. I leave the room, closing the door behind me.

    Once I make it back to Peter and Morgan, I enter the room to see them drawing. "I'm going to go to the kitchen. The place is cleared and there's no sign of anyone. It seems like this place has been abandoned since the 50's," I inform them. "Cool! Can we come with you?" Morgan asks. "I'm bored," she adds. "Sure," I say and I instantly see a smile on her face.

    "Are you coming to Peter?" I ask. "That's ok, I'm going to explore," he says. "Ok just be cautious and don't leave the building," I tell him. He nods and Morgan and I make our way to the kitchen. I can't imagine what must be going through the kids' heads. "Are you ok Y/n?" Morgan asks, taking me out of my thoughts. "Why do you ask?" I ask her. Why is she worried about me?

    "You seem scared, are you?" She asks again. "I'm fine моя маленькая роза," I tell her. "How are you?" I ask her. "I miss Daddy," she says with sorrow. "Yeah. He'll be ok, he's a tough man. I'll get him back to you, I promise," I say, trying to comfort her. I don't want her to be experiencing this but she is.

    We entire the kitchen and our noses are overcome by the smell of rotten food. "Eww, it smells in here," Morgan says, covering her nose. I walk over to the pantry to see if there's any canned food. To our luck there are some canned tomatoes and brown beef. "This'll have to do," I say to myself. I grab the cans and Morgan and I make our way back to the main entrance.

    I found some stuff for a fire and some utensils. It's been about two hours since I've last seen Peter. I'm starting to get worried. I stand up and look around. "Y/n, what's wrong?" Morgan asks. "Shh," I say gently, opening up my ears to see if I can find Peter. "Morgan, come with me," I tell her. I don't want to leave her alone so I'll hide her.

    I take her to a close-by closet and put her in there. "Stay in here until I get back. I'm going to find Peter," I tell her. I make sure that she's safe and then I make my way to find Peter. I decide to go down into the basement. I go to the elevator which is definitely not safe. I start walking, as I do I hear Peter, I can tell it's him by his breathing pattern.

   "Peter? Where are you?" I call out. I walk into the one room. I see Peter on the grown, crying. I look up and realize what room this is. It's one with the chair. I freeze at my spot. Peter stands up and turns around. "Y/n I'm so so sorry," he says, threw his sobs. He runs up and hugs me, but I'm just standing there frozen. I look over at him and see a screen.

    It's replaying a video. I can't tell what it is, so I pull away from Peter and walk over to the screen. It's me, it's me the first time they tried to wipe me. I was 16 years old. I have blood all over me and I keep screaming this blood curdling scream. I can remember the pain, the first time I felt it. "I can't believe they did that to you. They didn't even treat you like a person," Peter says.

    Suddenly something inside of me snaps. In one quick motion I slam my metal fist into the screen, breaking it. "How did you find this?" I say threw my teeth. "I-I was just walking and-and I saw this," he says broken up. "Don't ever mention this to anyone," I say out of anger. "I'm sorry," he says in a defensive and scared tone. I sigh and put my hand to my face. "I'm sorry Peter," I apologize. "I didn't want you to see this. This isn't for people to see," I tell him. "Look, let's head up and get you some food and rest." I tell Peter.

Korbins pov

    I've finally captured all the Avengers. Something Red Skull could never do. Now all I have to do is get rid of the Red Soldier. But because I have all of the Avengers, I'll have new soldiers. A new army, I just have to break them in.

    I know that Y/n will be coming after me and try to save her precious James but she won't succeed. I've now have had the Avengers for about a week. I decided to give Barnes a little visit. As I'm walking to his cell I stop by Tony Stark. "Your not going to win this ya know," he says. I look over to him and his bloody hanging figure. "Really? Who's going to save you? Y/n? After the way you treated her, you really think she'll save you?" I provoke.

    I smile, knowing that I'm right. I leave and keep walking. As I do I hear Mr.Stark cursing me out. But, he won't be doing that for much longer. Once I reach Jame's cell I hear him talking. Then I see her. I can feel my blood boil and my heart beating. I bust open the door and yell, "How did you get here?!" "Y/n leave," Barnes says in a broken voice. "I love you my солдат," Y/n says then she vanishes. I rush into Barnes' cell and go right up in his face. "Where did she go?!" I yell, interrogating him. "I don't know, and if I did I would never tell," he barks.

   "I know you wouldn't. But I will break you, threw her," I tell him with an evil grin. Knowing that if I where to torture her he would break to save her life. I see his face contort in anger and fear. "YOU BASTARD! IF YOU HURT HER I'LL KILL YOU!" Mr. Barnes screams. As he's screaming at me I walk away and leave the room. I turn to the two soldiers, "Show him some manners. I think he forgot who he serves," I say.