The Game That Started it All

The Worst of the Worst

Bucky's POV:

I wake up groggily to a white and sterile hospital room. I look down drowsily to where I had been stabbed and see many bandages covering my wound.

Honestly, fuck Madame B.

I search my room and found that I was the only occupant. Was everyone ok? Did we complete the mission?

All of a sudden, Wanda comes running into my room, looking scared shitless.

"Hey Wanda, is everything ok?" I ask tiredly

"Oh thank god you're ok! I was so worried. But no, no i'm not ok." She says shakily, pacing the room non stop.

"What's on your mind Wanda?" I say, trying to calm her down.

"Nothing but something, big yet small, awful or good I don't know." She rambles, placing her fingers on the bridge of her nose.

"Ok Wanda take some deep breathes and talk to me."

"Ok ok.." She starts and takes some deep breathes.

"When my brother died, I could tell something was wrong. Not only the second he died but maybe 30 seconds before or something? I don't know but it's almost like I knew it was going to happen, even though I had no idea where he was or what robots he was killing but I had a feeling..-" She pauses to process her thoughts.

"And..? Where are you going with this doll?"

"And I got the same feeling again, a few minutes ago." She finishes

"So you're saying you think someone is dying or dead? Someone extremely close to you." I elaborate, understanding where she was going with this

A few tears roll down her face as she looks up at me for the first time since she arrived in my room.

"Natasha." We say in unison.

"But that's not all Bucky, the sec-" Wanda tries to continue, but Tony comes into the room looking rather casual.

"Hey Bethany Hamilton how's the stab wound?" Stark sighs, sitting down in the chair in the corner of the room.

"Bethany Hamilton?" Wanda and I ask in unison.

"Oh right, she's young he's a hundred. Never mind then." He rolls his eyes at the two of us.

"Any news on the mission Tony?" I ask worried

"Not yet, don't worry though, they got this." Tony reassures Wanda and I.

The thing is, I don't know if they do.

"Can you check in on them please?" Wanda pleads.

"Sure." Tony says simply as he gets back up and heads for the door.

"Oh and also no moving Barnes." Tony adds as he walks out the door.

I nod and turn back to Wanda

"Where were we?" I say seriously

"I will be right back." Wanda says quickly, running out of the room before I could stop her.

And here I sat alone in my hospital room, anxiously waiting for news on everyone still in the Red Room.

Clint's POV:

I couldn't watch, I wasn't going to watch my best friend die. My eyes snap shut and I hear the bullet go off.

A loud sob erupts from me beyond my control. The woman I have known and annoyed for years is gone..

I keep my eyes sewn shut. Refusing to open them because I can't even let the thought of Natasha being dead be a reality.