Silver Springs

Chapter 1

When I was a little girl, I was taken. Forced and trained to become the perfect weapon. I was only seven when they took me and started to brainwash me. By the age of ten, I was already being trained as a Black Widow. In the red room I met another girl the same age as me, she would then later become my best friend for life. I've heard a lot of stories about the Winter Soldier, the terror, and the horrors he has brought upon people. I only thought he was a ghost story, but I was wrong. In the red room, all the girls would gossip and tell stories about him and about seeing him, saying how ugly and deformed he was, I would always shrug it off as nothing.
A couple of years have passed, and Natasha and I were the best of the best, lethal and dangerous, and only at the ages of fifteen. We would kill without hesitation. There were too many missions I would go on, and every mission would be a blur to me, but I would always remember their faces and screams. Years of training making me and Natasha the best Black Widows in the Red Room. We trained every day until it was time for our graduation, and nothing would have trained me for what I was about to see on that day. On the day of the graduation, natasha and I were walking to our rooms after training to get ready for our graduation, and after a moment of silence, Natasha finally spoke up. "Are you ready? Katerina?" Natasha says as i'm staring at the floor, mentally preparing myself for what was going to happen to me, I then look up at her, my eyes meeting hers."Hm? Oh, right yea.. I was made ready." Cracking a sarcastic joke to soothe the tension which caused her to give a small chuckle and gaving me a soft smile, showing that everything was going to be okay.
Once we parted ways to get ready, I was walking through the hallway to go to my room, and then all of a sudden, I started to hear a bunch of men talking loudly and footsteps that grew closer, getting louder and heavier. I peep around the corner, and to my eyes, I see the ghost that they called the Winter Soldier, surrounded by guards holding him by the biceps and sticks with tasers on the end of them, walking down the hallway. I never knew what the Winter Soldier looked like, or even believed that he existed, everything that I've heard about him was that he was like a tall, dark shadow that you'll see in the corner of your eye and as you try to look, he'll be gone, you'd be lucky to even get a glimpse of him, before you die and if you survived, there was no hope, you might as well count your days. But there he was, real and human. He had dark brown hair that went to his shoulders, and from his shoulders, I saw his left arm, a shiny metal looking material with a red star on it
as I looked at him more, he didn't look deformed. He just looked like a normal man. As I continued to look at his shiny metal material on his arm, observing it and looking at the red star, I continue to look at it more, my brows furrowing, I then see that it wasn't a part of his uniform, it was his arm.
He was dressed in an all black leather uniform, black combat boots, and wore a mask. The only visible thing that you can see besides his terrifying metal arm was his eyes. They were a bright steel blue color that could stab you with one hard look. When the guards pass by ignoring me due to the fact that the most dangerous creature was being held in their grasps. Gripping his arms, making sure he was staying put and personally from the stories I've heard, the guards don't stand a chance. As I happen to lean out more to get a better look at him. My eyes looked at him with curiosity, and my eyes ran from his boots all the way up, I see him looking straight at me, our eyes locking onto one another. I panic slightly, I have just locked eyes with the one and only Winter Soldier. I felt my chest getting tighter and my heart beating in my throat. His face was motionless, but then his brows furrowed at me, his head slightly tilting as he observed me looking at him, I continued to look at him in the eyes. I didn't feel scared by him, I felt sorry for him for some reason, I couldn't explain it. When I looked in his eyes, observing him even more. I only saw someone who was scared, lost, and confused, something that I knew very well. A deep sadness fell through my core. I don't and didn't know how to deal with it. The Winter Soldier could kill me in one second of he could. He could easily kill all other guards. Why am I still looking at him? What do I do? Why do I feel this sadness when I look at him, I then see them continuing to walk to a door, seeing the guards scanning their card, causing the door to open and seeing them enter the room. I look down, trying to gather my thoughts and so looking back up again to take one more glance of the ghost before, never seeing him again, and to my eyes, he's still staring at me. My eyes widening in surprised by him, still eyeing me. I did something that I shouldn't have done, something that I would regret for the rest of my life and as embarrassing as it sounds, I smiled at him, and I gave him a small wave, to comfort him. I see his brows raising and seeing how his eye is going from cold and bloodthirsty to soft, then seeing the door shut close for us to never see each other again. That was the first time I had ever seen the Winter Soldier.

Authors note:

Alright!! My first story and first chapter done, wooohoo!!
Hope you guys enjoyed it.
This is my first ever story? Fanfic? Ever.. so hopefully, it was a good first chapter, I know my writing and grammar is probably horrible, but hey.. I'm having fun, and there will be more to come, of course ;)
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