"My name is James Buchanan Barnes from the hundred and seventh. Bucky. I am too old to remember. My hair is dark. My eyes are blue. My best friend is Steven Rogers.
I don't know where I am. I don't know when I am. I just know I don't understand it. I want to go back to a simpler time, back to before this technological hell.
Why have you brought me here? Who are you? What did you do to me, before? Where am I? Where am I? TELL ME!
Staying silent are you. Gonna crunch a little pill like the rest of them? Or will you give me the pleasure of tearing you limb from limb when you don't talk?
Don't open your mouth, don't speak. No. You said I'd be conducting the interview when I walked in now where am I?!
New York 2008? Don't lie to me Sir. Next thing you know you'll be telling me you know where Steve is.
Steve?
Steve.
My mission?
No.
My name is James Buchanan Barnes from the hundred and seventh. Bucky. I am too old to remember. My hair is dark. My eyes are blue. My best friend is Steven Rogers.
What happened to my arm Sir? What did you do to it? Why is it this way? I am so strong, so powerful. I could kill you now in the most painful way. But you don't want to die.
We're underground. I can hear the footsteps of the crowds above. We are in a big city. Perhaps new york. Perhaps I was wrong about you.
I can hear noise, lots of noise, like a thousand radios all on at once. The sound echos around my head. You tell me it's new technology. From the future. Maybe it is 2008. Maybe I was wrong about you.
Why though? Why are we here? Why am I here? I want to get out. I have things to do. Don't patronise me Sir, telling me I don't understand the world!
The world isn't important sir. There are many new things but I will learn them on my own. First you're going to tell me where the hell Steve is.
Steve?
Steve.
My mission.
No.
My name is James Buchanan Barnes from the hundred and seventh. Bucky. I am too old to remember. My hair is dark. My eyes are blue. My best friend is Steven Rogers.
What is this room? Dark and cold. It feels like a prison cell. Is it a cell? Tell me Sir. Is it a cell. Are you imprisoning me?
I am not a threat Sir. You needn't be afraid of me. I never hurt those who don't deserve it. I'm not a threat to society Sir. I am not an assassin. I am not a terrorist. I am a soldier.
Don't look at me like that sir. I know who you are. I remember you. You're dead. You should be dead. I remember it. How do you live sir. How? I don't understand. You are a mystery.
You are knowledgable sir. You know how the world works. You know things I do not. You learned. You control. You demand. You are a great leader. I can see it in your eyes. You could lead a squadron.
However sir I am more powerful than you. I am more complex than you could ever imagine. Whoever built me, if that is the right word, was smarter than you and You, Sir. Are going to tell me where the hell you've got Steve so I can get him back, thank you.
Steve?
Steve.
My mission?
New objective.
My name is James Buchanan Barnes from the hundred and seventh. Bucky. I am too old to remember. My hair is dark. My eyes are blue. My best friend is Steven Rogers. I'm going to find him.
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Avengers one shots
FanfictionVarious avengers one shots, romantic and not, many ships included including stony and some others. feel free to leave ideas in the comments! :)
