The Winter Soldiers

Italics are characters speaking in Russian

Your eyes shot open as you lay on the old, creaky cot Hydra had given you for a bed.

You slowly sat up, just as the door to the room they currently had you in opened.

You kept your eyes focused on the wall in front of you as you heard a voice speak, "Good morning, Winter Soldier seven."

You slowly glanced at the man standing in front of you, then back at the wall.

"We have a mission for you."

"No no no," you gasped, slowly shaking your head.

"Seven!" the man shouted, "You will comply!"

"Please don't do this," you begged, shaking your head, wide eyed.

"Very well," the man sighed. He gave you a stern glance, and you knew what you had to do. You slowly stood up and walked to a chair in the corner of the room.

"Black."

You closed your eyes tightly and tried to block out what the man was saying. Only you and the first winter soldier had trigger words, because you two were easily the most lethal.

"Emptiness."

You whimpered and attempted to cover your ears, only to discover that they had been bound to the chair you were forced to sit on.

"Fire."

"Chains."

"Darkness."

"Glass."

"Cold."

"Alone."

"Selected."

Every thought in you was screaming to fight, and somehow stop the man from uttering the last word that would transform you into a killing machine.

"Dead."

All thoughts you had were instantly quieted. You turned, stoned faced to the man, and muttered "Ready to comply."

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You kneeled behind a car, watching as the scene in front of you unfolded. The red haired woman jumped on your partner's shoulders , and began to hit him, you watched as he flipped her off of him and she landed on the ground with a thud.

You didn't know much about the man you always did hydra's dirty work with. They refused to tell you his real name, so you referred to him as "One", because he was the first Winter Soldier.

The women threw something at his metal arm, short circuiting it, and ran off.

"I've got her!" You shouted to him,"Find the target!"

He nodded and ran off. You looked around, quickly finding the woman who appeared to be working with the man you were assigned to kill-your target. Grabbing your pistol out of its holster, you shot at the woman, cursing when you missed, and fired again.

The bullet hit her in the shoulder, and she ducked behind a car.

One jumped on a car behind the one the woman was using for cover, and aimed at her.

"Natasha!" a man shouted, "Go!"

You turned around and caught sight of a red white and blue blur as it zoomed by you, only to be caught by 01.

Movement from the corner of your eye, and you caught sight of your target.

You glanced at One, and started to get up to help fight, when he shook his head, telling you to stay down.

As they began to fight, you pressed a button on the communicator planted right by your ear.

"Rumlow." You spoke, "One has the target."

"Keep him distracted until we get there," Rumlow answered quickly, "We'll apprehend him there. Do you comply?"

"Yes sir," you replied, cutting off the communication. You watched as One got out a knife and lunged for the target's head, and the target flipped One over his shoulder and he landed a few feet away, his mask fallen off.

The target stared at One, "Bucky?" He gasped.

"Who the hell is Bucky?" One muttered, just before he was knocked over by a man with what appeared to be metal wings.

He recovered quickly, just as he was trained to do, and pulled out a gun, aiming it at the target.

I loud gunshot rang through the empty street, and you quickly glanced to see that the redhead leaning against a truck with a gun.

Smoke flew up from the explosion that the gun caused. You and One glanced at each other, he nodded, and you both disappeared before the smoke cleared.

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Hydra didn't send you back to Russia after the failure to capture the target. Instead they handed you to Alexander Pierce, the head of hydra in the United States.

You and One sat in some sort of vault, in chairs with the familiar memory wiping equipment.

"Sir, he's...he's unstable, erratic." you heard someone say, just outside the vault.

"And Seven?" a man said.

"She hasn't said a word."

"Let me in," you heard, followed by the clang of the door.

A man you quickly recognized as Alexander Pierce walked in, and stopped in front of One, "Mission report." He ordered.

One didn't reply.

"Mission report. Now," he ordered again, with no answer.

He punched One, who mumbled, "The man on the bridge, Who was he?"

"You met him earlier this week on a previous assignment."

"I knew him."

Pierce glanced up at the doctor standing by them, "Sir, he's been out of cryo for too long," the doctor stated.

Pierce sighed, "Wipe him, and start over."

You watched as One appeared to break inside, and he stared at the floor expressionless.

The doctor nodded and began preparing One, while Pierce turned to you.

"And you?" He questioned.

"Ready to comply."

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A/N

This was actually based off of a dream I had the other night....

In case you forgot, this is a stand alone, meaning it's not related to the pervious imagines.

Anyways.... part two coming soon! Thanks for reading I love you all! ❤️