Day 5: Plan A in the works.
Day 9: Plan A won't work. Moving onto Plan B.
Day 13: Plan B will fail.
Day 25: Plan F will fail.
Day 33: Plan H will fail.
Day 41: Plan J will fail.
Day 56: Plan N will fail.
Day 61: Plan O will fail.
Day 76: Plan R will fail.
Day 81: Plan S will fail.
Day 96: Plan V will fail.
Day 103: Plan W will fail.
Day 110: Plan X will fail.
Day 117: Plan Y will fail.
Day 124: Plan Z will succeed.
Day 131: Bucky's memories are coming back faster than they were before after being brain washed.
Day 148: Bucky's memories no longer erase after brain wash.
Day 149: Oh fucking hell. They're making me kill someone.
Peter had been keeping a small journal, writing down the main things that had happened. He also wrote down Plan Z in case Bucky forgot.
He looked around nervously as he held a gun in his hands. One of his missions was standing right in front of him. He was supposed to kill him. He didn't want to kill him.
His mission was to kill a spy that was working to get information back to SHIELD. He was trained to kill anyone who was his mission. He was taught by Bucky and Bucky was the best at what he did. Even if had his memories back. He had to pretend he would do anything to so they wouldn't get caught.
Pain flashed through his eyes as he aimed the gun and put his hand on the trigger.
"I'm sorry..." He whispered. He slightly pulled on the trigger, not all the way to shoot it. He heard a gunshot.
He looked around and saw Bucky holding a gun. He was the one who shot the spy.
"Bucky?" He whispered. They didn't use comms so none of the commanders could have known Bucky was the one that shot him. They just thought Bucky was on his mission.
"I couldn't let you kill him. You're too innocent. You can't kill anyone. If anyone were to kill someone, Steve would kill me for letting you kill him." He replied, walking over to him and taking the gun out of his hands.
"Bucky, I wanna get out of here all ready." He whimpered and hugged him.
"We're gonna get out of here some day. Trust me. We didn't spend 124 days working on a plan for nothing." He hugged the teenager back.
"Okay." He pulled away from the hug.
* * *
Everyday got worse.
Day 150: More missions.
Day 152: Making me train more.
Day 155: Sending us on more missions to kill.
Day 159: We've had more missions at the same time so it's harder for Bucky to come help me.
Day 164: I almost killed someone.
Day 168: I overheard someone saying that they're gonna cut my arm off.
Day 172: Bucky said they're not gonna cut my arm off.
Day 178: They want me to test something out.
Peter walked to a lab and looked around. There were scientists around that were all looking at something. "Excuse me?" He held his hands behind his back. "I was told I had to test something out?"
They all turned to him. One walked forward and grabbed him. He took him to the table they were working on.
"Web shooters?" He looked at them and picked one up.
"Try them out." A female said, probably the only female he's interacted with in 5 months.
He grabbed a tool and pulled out the current web shooters from his suit. He's been wearing the suit everyday, he doesn't like the clothes they give them, except at night, he wearing some baggy clothes he stole from a trip from one of his missions.
He put the new web shooters in and turned around. He found a dummy and shot at it.
It instantly knocked back the dummy. "Whoa..." He walked to the dummy and saw that it was slightly shaking. "Wait, is this like a taser or something?"
"If you aim at the heart it's supposed to kill them." The female said.
"Whoa, what?!" He freaked out and pulled them out. He put back on his normal web shooters.
* * *
It was around midnight. Peter had stolen a tool from the lab. Bucky looked over at him. "What are you doing?"
"They gave me web shooters that would kill someone if I aim at their heart." He stood up and unlocked the cell door with the tool he stole. "I wanna fix my web shooters."
"Wait, we can just escape today."
"I don't wanna. I wanna teach these people something but I can't do that if my webs are just webs."
"What do you wanna do to them?"
"I wanna take off the training protocol from my suit. Once I do that, my webs will have many options. Options that can help us get out of here."
"Okay. Go do that."
Peter smiled and walked to the lab. He snuck out his suit and put it on the table. He grabbed a laptop and turned it on.
He grabbed the arm sleeve of his suit and started messing around with them.
After a while, he had taken off the training protocol. Now, he was just messing with the different wires and trying out the webs.
Bucky walked in. "Did it work?"
He turned around with his eyes widened. "Holy fuc—! Where'd you come from?"
"I was sent on a mission and I just came back. I said I wanted to go fix something on my gun so I came here since I thought you would still be here."
He walked over to the other side of the table that Peter was working on. He watched his hands work on his web shooters.
"How'd you learn to do that?"
"It's something I was studying in school. Then Mr. Stark and Dr. Banner helped me more."
"Dr. Banner? The green dude?"
"Yeah. How do you know him? I've seen him on the TV when you watch things about the Avengers."
"Oh. I always think you're sleeping when I watch TV."
"I don't like sleeping until you're asleep. It's a habit I had during the war. I couldn't sleep until the people I care about are asleep. And right now, you're the person I care about. You're like the brother I never had. Well, that's kinda a lie. I have 4 siblings."
Peter laughed a bit, the first real laugh in a while. "Well, then, you're the brother I never had."
* * *
TONY STARK
Tony punched the counter. "Where is he?!" He groaned in frustration.
"Tony!" Steve yelled. "I can hear you from my room! Calm down!" He ran into the living room.
"He's been gone for 5 months and 27 days! I can't calm down! HYDRA has him! They've probably already cut off his arm just like they did with Barnes!"
"Tony." Steve walked towards him. "We found a lead. Bruce was trying to find him when something went off."
"You have a lead?"
"He turned off the training protocol in his suit and you had put a tracker in it."
"How'd he turn it off?"
"He's a smart kid, Tony. We have a lead and that's all that matters."
"Then let's go get our boy." Tony smiled for the first time in 5 months and 27 days."
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a/n
word count: 1191, without this a/n
i wrote the first part, the day # things, last night while waiting for voltron season 6 to come out but i got way to excited so i stopped writing. whoops. also, i didn't want to finish all the days in one chapter so i stopped at 178.