Ok some things you mayyyyy need to know. Bucky had been rescued a month after the incident in chap 2. He has been at the compound for a month now, and has gotten a bit of his memory back. Ummm I think that's all? K bye

"Give me Rodgers." I looked to Steve, who's mouth was slightly agape as he held pressure to his shoulder, but his glare never faltered. The intruder seemed to be battling with something insides his mind, before coming to a conclusion.

Fires seemed to light in his dark brown eyes, a sudden purpose that set a chill down Tony's spine.

And then, almost faster than tony could see, he was there.

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I lunged at the unsuspecting group, throwing a punch to a red-headed woman who tried to stop me, knocking her out cold. I gripped my knife harder, attempting to reach my target.

It was getting difficult though, for some reason the group seemed to not want him to get to their doomed partner.

Why would they protect him?

They were arguing not 5 minutes ago, what was compelling them to stay by this man?

The winter spider pondered on the the thought, taking his game off the fight for a moment.

And then, the sixth sense or 'spider sense' as his handler had referred to it, exploded.

Run.

Danger.

Get out.

He stepped back, keeping his stance aggressive To stop them from coming to him. His eyes darted around the room, scanning for the incoming threat that seemed so life threatening.

And he knew why it was, when he saw a figure in the doorway.

His stance cold and calculating, as dangerous as he remembered.

The winter soldier.

The man he was the successor to.

He looked a lot different to what he remembered, the ever present mask on his mouth gone, the black uniform replaced with a simple maroon t-shirt and a pair of black jeans. His hair didn't look so ragged either, finally being brushed after the years of neglect.

But just because he had a new look, the spider knew not to underestimate him.

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"Fight"  a metal fist.

Pain.

"Fight back!" Pain.

The cold floor.

Pain.

"Please, please. Stop....."

Pain. Pain. Pain.

"At ease solider"

Black spots

"I wanna go, I wanna, please I wanna go home."

A sneer. "No one gets out of this place kid."

"Please"

"Fight"

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"What's he doing." I whispered to steve, taking a deep breath and watching the assassin. He had backed off again, still seeming as though he could pounce at any minute.

But his attention had seemed to diminish from Steve, now watching bucky who had come down to see what the commotion was.

"I'm not sure" Steve finally whispered back, his voice even weaker than it was before. I glanced to bucky who was still in the doorway, glaring at the opposing assassin. The other, was seemingly glaring back, but a tint of what tony knew so well was clouding the murderous eyes.

Fear.

He had kept it pretty well hidden, but now the emotion was swimming to the surface, threatening to take a breath from the air that had been prolonged from them so long.

And the assassin knew it.

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Whats he waiting for?

The winter spider was beyond confused. His mission, long forgotten since his eyes locked on his old enemy.

But said enemy, didn't seem to... know? He was an enemy?

All in all, he looked as confused as he was.

And hopefully, that would be an advantage.

He leapt towards the target once again at a frightening speed, tumbling to the adjacent wall, crashing into it. The man let out another groan, reaching for his shoulder where blood was sluggishly falling from.

But the winter spider was quicker. He grabbed his hand, forcing it to the ground. He brought his knife to the air, bringing it down on his che-

Metal?

A snarl.

A metal arm.

His eyes met once again with him.

"Don't touch him kid. We can help you, but if you do any damage it won't look so good."

"Help me? You are a traitor. And hydra will find you soon enough. They always do."

"They won't. We can help you." He pulled his other arm up, flinging me away from steve with an almost ...gentle force?

"We're trying to help you. Why don't you get it-" he gave a questioning look, " do you actually like being at hydra?"

Do I like it

Like being at hydra.

"You are nothing"

"We saved you."

"You owe us your life"

I am nothing.

"Hydra is my everything. Whether I like it or not. I am nothing without them."

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"He is... submitting well. I didn't expect him to do this well, especially being near them."

"Maybe we underestimated him."

"Hm, maybe. . ."

"What are you thinking?"

"That maybe, we can do more damage without killing the man."

"What are you implying?"

"That it's time to trust the winter spiders loyalty."

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"Hydra is my everything. Whether I like it or not. I am nothing without them." The assassin sneered, defending its captoring organisation.

"Hey hey, calm down dude. We get it, your dream was to be some crazy brainwashed assassin. We all have hobbies. I don't see why you couldn't have settled for something like knitting?" Clint said, looking at tony as if asking what to do.

"I didn't want this."

4 words.

Tony knew he was fighting. Whoever he was, his loyalties were shifty.

"Sure. That's what they all say." The criminal was getting more and more angry as they spoke, tony could see it. And then, all emotions fell.

He stood still, like a marionette awaiting its controllers movements.

"Bucky, what's happening..." nat whispered, noticing his glazed look.

"Programming."

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"Do it"

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What's happening?

Take off your hood.

My hands moved of their own accord, brushing off the material.

What's going on-

Remove the mask

What-

They moved once more, slowly creeping towards the muzzle.

Stop

Stop

"S-stop it- make it stop-"

The restraint was unclipped. The mask fell, clattering on the floor.

I look at at the enemy, growling from the back of my throat.

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"...... peter?"

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Hey guys I'm sorry that this took so long school is.... school. Sorry it's so short as well, once again thank school -.- I've had writers block for agesss as well so-

Anyway hope u liked whatever this thing is, I would say the next chapter will be up soon but tbh it probably won't so pls be patient. Comments are always appreciated, they often help me to have motivation to actually write so keep em' coming guys! Votes r appreciated too but i feel like I've talked to long now so ima go

Have a nice life