There was now an even greater sense of pain and shock in your shoulder, this one was unbearable. You looked down at to where you were being pained. Nothing. It was too dark to see anything. "We'll leave you to your own devices now." The boss hissed as he left your house.
You picked up your phone and dialled your friend T'Challa's number. "Who's calling?" His voice came.
"Your highness," You started. "I know this is a lot to ask but is it alright if I fly into Wakanda tomorrow at dawn?"
"Yes sure, but why?" He asked. concerned by your unusual breathing pattern.
"If I tell you you won't believe me." You said and hung up. You walked over to the light switch and turned it on. A huge pool of blood caught your attention. It was seeping all over the floor. Then you looked to your left arm, only to find that it wasn't there! You realised what had just happened. HYDRA HAD JUST RIPPED YOUR ARM FROM YOUR BODY! The pain that you felt was almost killing you, and you felt that if you went to sleep you would surely die of blood loss. Then you remembered that your boyfriend was still hiding in the wardrobe. You walked over to it, opened it and out came Bucky.
"Are you al-" He started, but he was cut off by your whimpering and panting. He looked up to see the state that you were in. "HOLY- IS THERE ANYTHING I CAN DO?" He screamed. "J-just wait here!" He ordered.
He reappeared a few minutes later to find you lying on the floor unconscious. "No. No. No. No. No. NO!" He breathed to himself. He tried to shake you awake and succeeded. "Just hang in there okay. We're going to Wakanda."
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Avengers Imagines
FanfictionJust like the title says, a series of Avengers imagines. I do not own any of the characters in this book except (y/n) you. Requests are still open, so please give me ideas in the comments or privately on Instagram @G0d.of_m1schief.
