Stormy Days
Steve sighed as he watched the rain out side, it plastered the window as he watched it. Making soft thuding noises, it has been raining for five days straight and the weather was making him depressed and making him think about Bucky and the woman that attacked him no less than two weeks ago.
She hasn't showed up for a while, and it was messing with Steve. The way she had looked at him before she ran off, like there was a longing in her eyes.
Did she know him?
He didn't know any black woman with those kind of eyes, they were.. extraordinary.
He sighed and pressed his head harder into the window with another sigh, he wonder where Bucky was.
His misguided and injured friend. He might even be cold and soaking wet, he sighed loudly as he watched the rain slid down the glass.
Natasha looked over to see what Steve was doing, his forehead was pressed very close to the window, if he leaned any closer the window would break under his weight. His dark blue eyes were even darker as he looked from the rain droplets on the window to the sky, his blonde hair had gotten longer in front and was kinda covering the top of his ears.
Natasha heard him sigh and she knew that he was thinking about the woman with the swords and Bucky. Her shoulder still hurt a little bit, she should've been more careful around The Winter Soldier, she knew how dangerous he could be.
Natasha couldn't help but wonder where Winter Soldier was right now, was he cold, shivering and starving? Or was he warm and tucked under sheets of a bed, thinking about everything he has done. Or sleeping and dreaming a peaceful dream? She didn't know because she wasn't him and couldn't read his mind to locate where he was. Natasha wished she could help Steve find him faster, but with the rain, it was keeping them inside and none of them wanted to get wet.
Natasha decided she need to get Steve away from the window.
Steve's eyes flicked to the side as he caught something moving in the shadows, nothing moved for a few seconds, then a dark sharp shot out from the side of the street. Going quickly over to the other side of of the street and climbing up a building, Steve raised up and blinked his eyes, it must be his eyes playing tricks on him. But she was there, across from him on the lower building. Her sword was drawn and she was being soaked in the rain. He looked into her eyes, seeing the silver and red in them.
Her eyes looked pleading like she wanted him out there. Steve sat for a little bit, thinking about what he should do, then he decided to go over to her. If she wanted to talk then they will, but he'd be bringing his shield with him.
Steve stood up, not looking away from her eyes, then Natasha called his name. He looked over to her and she had a lopsided smiled, "Come here," she said as she held something behind her back.
That made him curious, so he stood up and took a step over to her.
"Oh close the blind." Natasha said as her voice became serious, Steve looked out the window one last time, he gently set his hand on the window and gave the woman and apologetic look and with that he closed the blinds and walked over to Natasha. She pulled out a pencil and a notebook, "To take your mind off the rain, I thought you could draw me." Steve blushed lightly, but he hid it as he took the pencil and notebook, "Okay." He said with a nod, the red head smiled and went over to the couch with Steve following her close behind.
Natasha's long red hair was pulled back in a pony tail, but when she laid down on the couch on her side, she took it out letting her hair fall around her face and chest. Steve sat down gently on the coffee table, he looked at her and smiled a bit, she lay on her left side with her hand holding her cheek and her knees pulled up slightly with her hand resting on her thigh. Her skirt was ruffled lightly and the blouse was parted at the neck and close to the middle of the chest. He could clearly see the arrow necklace, but Natasha shifted a bit so her red hair covered some of the necklace.
Steve felt his neck and cheeks heat up as he studied her, then he looked down to the notebook that was held in his hand. He started to draw her face.
"I believe I see you blushing." Natasha said in a teasing manner which made Steve blush some more. Natasha just chuckled lightly and then went back to posing for Steve.
Bucky's eyes opened, a black leathery thing was shove into his hands. He knew what that meant, mission.
In an instant he had his suit on and was given his mask and his goggles and his gun. He was pushed up to Ahl-Gharha, "She's at Fourty-fourth Street." He narrowed his eyes at Bucky as he put his mask on then his goggles, "Bring her to me alive, okay?" Bucky said nothing as he looked at him through the goggles, he barely nodded and then they let him out in the rain. The Winter Soldier was gone in a flash, he quickly skimmed through town, wanting to get this done fast.
He spotted a street sign and found the number he was looking for, he saw something move in the shadows, The Winter Soldier barely acknowledged it. If they knew where she was, they must've sent a spy.
"On the roof." A voice said, he heard it and in an instant he found her up on a building, looking defeated and broken.
Rain pelted down on him and his body, starting to soak him, but only his hair and metal arm could feel it. He climbed up and aim his gun at her leg, Ahl-Gharah wanted her alive, he never said The Winter Soldier couldn't hurt her.
He pulled the trigger once, expecting her to fall to the ground in pain, she turned quickly and cut the bullet. It kinda struck him as odd, what was she looking at? That wasn't his concern right now.
He shot at her three more times then he was on the move going right for her, he was glad for the suppression on his gun.
Three more times her sword moved to cut the bullets, slicing each one with ease.
She pulled her other sword out and tried to stab him, he grabbed that sword and put it behind his back and then back handed her on the nose with his metal hand, his right arm held there sword by the top.
The woman let go of the sword and The Winter Soldier tossed her sword aside and lunged for her. He kicked her hard in the chest, sending her back. She dropped her other sword, now she was defenceless.
He loved it when things were defenceless and begging for their life.
But she wasn't done, Black Blade wasn't finished yet. She had one more surprise for him, Black Blade looked up at him as she threw off the mask and curled her hands into fists, soon they turned into paws and she grew in size. Her teeth turned sharp and her clothes ripped.
The Winter Soldier acted quickly, before she got any bigger he hit her hard on the head and she lost her consciousness. "Werewolf," The Winter Soldier grumbled, "nice." He bent down and bent down and picked her up, half canine, half human. Weird. He ignored it as he grabbed her blades and walked to the edge, jumping down and landing gracefully on his feet. Rain continued to pelt him as he walked back to his base, well Ahl-Gharha's base. He shifted the woman to both of his arms, he looked down at her face briefly, her face was really beautiful.
Big cheekbones and dark brown skin, her eyes were clothes and rain dripped down her hair and on her face. The rain dripped down on her cheek and down in her neck, the wolf features were going away and her human features were coming back. Her clothes were half teared but still covered up most of her.
His steps faltered for a bit as something caught his eye, he looked closer and moved the torn shirt away from her chest to see a green dream catcher necklace, there was a small sword across it and he stopped to look at it. The Winter Soldier stood there too long. Because the wolf woman woke and snarled in anger at him.
Winter Soldier grabbed her arm that was reaching for his face and twisted it and broke it, making her cry out in pain and try again with her other arm. He broke that one as well. He continued to hold her while looking down at her, she couldn't see his eyes, the woman shifted and tried to get away from his gaze, her red and silver eyes flashing in fear. The Winter Soldier just stood there holding her, waiting for her to stop struggling.
She didn't stop, so he gripped her tighter, then The Winter Soldier pulled off his goggles and glared at her with piercing blue eyes, looking deep into her eyes. Her struggling ceased almost immediately, her eyes looked worried at him. The woman's head dipped slightly, avoiding his gaze.
He growled gruffly before wiping the rain out of his eyes and putting his goggles back on. The Winter Soldier shifted the swords so he was holding them at the hilt, he looked down at the woman a couple of times, but she fought no more.
This was easier than he thought it'd be. The woman he held was breathing shallowly, he squinted his eyes at her although she couldn't see it. His shoulders stiffened a bit as he walked up to the gates that led up to Ahl-Gharah's house, or lab. Whatever he wanted to call it, The Winter Soldier pressed the button with his right hand and held it there, allowing it to scan his finger. He shifted the girl to the metal arm and pulled off his goggles, making it scan his eye. Then the gates opened and The Winter Soldier walked inside.
The woman finally had come courage to ask who he was, "Who are you?" She said in a small breath that The Winter Soldier almost didn't hear. He looked down at her, decided to answer her later, he walked up to the double, steel doors and they opened. The Winter Soldier walked in, looking around as the rain dripped off of both of them.
He gripped the woman tighter, it felt like she was shrinking in his arms, he spoke in a gruff dark voice, "Don't try anything, they'll have your head on a plate before you know it." The Winter Soldier could hear cracking as her arms moved back into place, they had taught him a little bit about werewolves, their limbs could go back in place and nothing but silver could kill them.
He moved her away from his chest so her arms could have room to heal, he couldn't help but look down at her face. There was no pain on it as they cracked back into place.
The Winter Soldier wanted to ask if it hurt her, but he kept his mouth shut as he brought her to Ahl-Gharah. He set her down forcefully in front of Ahl-Gharah, The Winter Soldier grabbed the back of her head and forced it up to look at him. "Miss Abigail, it's been a while..."
The woman's pupils got small and The Winter Soldier could feel fear shiver right through her,
"You..."