A New Day (Book 2)

Chapter 42

Buckys pov
  "Nat and I ran into her and she just seemed so frazzled and anxious. She tried to hide it, but she didn't do it well," Wanda says. "Normally she's quite good at hiding it, meaning that something was off. Wanda tried to get into her head, but she said that it was like a brick wall," Nat adds.

  "She didn't want me in," Wanda comments. "I saw her this morning," Tony starts. "I went to tell her about the time. I knocked and was about to walk in. She frantically told me to wait. I thought Barnes would be in there, but he wasn't." This man, I roll my eyes.

  "She opened the door and had eye black all over her eyes. It looked like something had been around her face. There where red marking indicating it. She sounded frantic and surprised when I brought up the makeup," he explains. "She came out, not to long after we talked. She did look quite anxious," Steve adds.

"Ok, so I thought I saw her last nigh," Peter says. Where did he come from? "What do you mean?" I ask. "There was a woman with a metal arm running on some of the roof tops. I went to see if it was Y/n, cause who else has a metal arm. But when I was chasing her, I ended up loosing her," Peter says.

"How was she dressed?" I ask. "Umm, I don't really know. It looked like a leather suit. It had a hood and a bunch of weird straps," Peter explains. "What she wearing a face mask?" I ask. "I didn't see her face," he says. "A hood? She had a hooded outfit from the eighties to about ten years ago," I add.

"Could it be someone else?" Steve asked. "No. She was the only one who had a hood. She had it because of how often she would go out. The rest of us just had face coverings of shmegahs," I explain. "But Sheri got rid of the Red Soldier," Tony says. "We need to try and find her," Steve says. I nod my head and we all split up and search for her in teams.

Me, Peter, and Wanda are a team. We search the roof top, the gym, Peter even searches the vents. We end up going to our room. I try to open up the door but it's locked. "Friday, let me in," I command. However, I don't get a response. Normally the door would just slide open, but not this time.

"She's in there," I tell them. "How do we get in?" Peter asks. "Only one way." I back up and run my metal shoulder into the door. It makes an indent, but doesn't break. I go at it four more times, until the door finally caves in. I fall to the ground with the door with a big thud.

"I don't see her," Wanda says. "She's in the bathroom," Peter says. I walk up to the bathroom door and try to open up the bathroom door, but it's locked. "Y/n, can you unlock the door?" I ask in a soft voice. To my surprise, she opens up the door. Her hair is wet and she comes out with a towel wrapped around her.

"Y/n?" I ask in a confused voice. "Hey guys, what's up?" She asks with a look of confusion. "Are you ok?" Peter asks. "Uhh, yeah. Just took a shower," she smiles. "Why did you run off?" Wanda asks. "I remembered that I accidentally left one of my guns down at the shooting range. I didn't want anyone to take it" she explains.

Something's not right. "Why was the door locked?" I ask. She looks behind me and laughs. "Babe, you know that I don't bring my clothes in the bathroom with me. I locked it so that way no one would walk in on me while I was changing," she laughs. "What about Friday?" Peter asks. "I don't have her in my room. I disabled her yesterday."

"Why?" Wanda asks. "She reminded me of Zola," she says. Now a little uncomfortable. "Why?"Peter asks. "I don't like computers ok? What's going on?" She asks, now annoyed. "We're just worried about you Y/n," I tell her. "Thanks, but there's nothing to worry about. Can I get dressed now?" She asks. "Sure thing," I respond. "Thanks." We walk out and she grabs her clothed and walks back into the bathroom to change.

  Something's not right. She was crying a minutes ago and now she's back to her normal self. This isn't adding up. "She's lying," Wanda says. I nod my head. "Definitely. She goes from crying and being flustered. To being calm and collected," I add. "I agree," Peter chimes in. "Wanda, tell the others we found her. Tell them that we're having an emergency meeting in the conference room, now."

Y/n pov
I rush off into my room and quickly lock the door and run into the bathroom. "Kill! Kill the Avengers! They'll kill you. The people will kill you. Kill them. Kill them! KILL THEM!" The voice scream. I grab my hair, wanting to rip it out. "NO!" I shout. I won't kill. I won't kill not again.

I try my best to push the voice down. At this point it sounds like everyone. Korbin, Schmitt, Zola, Pierce. They all have just blended together. I hop in the shower, trying to calm myself down. I sit there for a moment, letting the freezing water hit my back. The coldness reminds me of the peace that came with the cryo freeze. I turn off the water and wrap a towel around my soaking body.

  I sit there on the floor for a moment, and that's when I can hear Red's voice. "I will always be hear waiting for you to slip." "We are in control," says Korbin. "Cut off one head, two more shall take its place," adds Red Skull. I just want then to shut up. Suddenly I hear a bang on the door. And instantly the voices go away.

  Then I hear a knock on the door, followed by Bucky's voice, "Y/n. Can you unlock the door?" I quickly wrap a towel around me and I open the door and Bucky's face is complete shock. "Y/n?" He asks confused. "Hey guys, what's up?" I ask, putting on a good fake smile. "Are you ok?" Peter asks. "Uhh yeah. Just took a shower," I smile.

"Why did you run off?" Wanda asks. "I remembered that I accidentally left one of my guns down at the shooting range. I didn't want anyone to take it," I lie. "Why was the door locked?" Bucky questions. I look behind him and laugh, he literally took the door off of it's hinges.

"Babe, you know that I don't bring my clothes in the bathroom with me. I locked it so that way no one would walk in on me while I was changing," I laugh. "What about Friday?" Peter asks. "I don't have her in my room. I disabled her yesterday," I tell them. That one is not a lie.

"Why?" Wanda asks. "She reminded me of Zola." Again, not a lie. I can remember when Zola died and he was an AI. "Why?"Peter asks. "I don't like computers ok? What's going on?" I ask annoyed. "We're just worried about you Y/n," Bucky says. "Thanks, but there's nothing to worry about. Can I get dressed now?" I ask, starting to get cold. "Sure thing," Bucky responds. "Thanks." I grab clothes and watch them leave. Well this is great.