Chapter twenty five
Maria, Bucky and Natasha stood at the back entrance of the lounge. It was completely still and quiet, you could almost hear a pin drop.
They all stared up at the fifteen foot wall in front of them, for Natasha and Maria this was child’s play but it’s been a while since he tumbled over a fence..in this case a wall.
“You coming?” Natasha asks from atop the wall, Maria next to her. “Yeah, yeah just give me a second”
Bucky flexed his legs, cracking his head from side to side, getting a running start. His sprint was strong and fast, gaining speed, Bucky jumped up his foot catching one of the protruding bricks, perfectly. Pushing his weight up onto his right leg, he gained height extending his arms and catching the wall, pulling himself up.
Once he was ontop of the wall he stood up and took a bow, “Took you long enough” Maria says
“I hope you fall” Bucky spits, overestimating the edge of the wall and falling with a shriek. “Bucky!?” Natasha peered over the wall to see where he landed. Bucky was laying flat on his back with his arms and legs spread out into a starfish position on a pile of neatly stacked garbage. He’s laughing madly to himself, Natasha couldn’t help but join in.
“Oh sweet sweet karma” Natasha says helping him up, “That’s gonna bruise” Bucky whines
Maria slides off the wall, landing gracefully on the lash bin lid, jumping to the ground. Bucky dusts himself off, following Natasha to the back door, Maria tugged the handle giving a tug, “It won’t open”
“Step aside ladies” Bucky smirks, waltzing up towards the door using his metal hand to pull the handle off the hinges completely. “You’re welcome” He smirks when the door swings open.
Natasha walked past him, Once they were inside Maria shut the door behind them, they were consumed by darkness. Bucky could see a little bit, he outstretched his hand feeling around for the light switch, the hallway is narrow probably leading to a kitchen.
Natasha pulled out a flashlight and directed it down the hall, at the end she saw another door. “Look guys” she points.
They slowly walked down the hallway, Bucky stepped through the door first, pulling out his gun from his waist. He felt around the wall and found a light switch.
Natasha and Maria walked behind Bucky also carrying their firearms in their hand, The kitchen was a polished white color, smelling of bleach and burnt food.
The three criminals went in different directions to make sure that the room was clear, once it was confirmed, Bucky skipped towards the fridge pulling out a slice of pizza turning to Nat and Maria.
“What?” He asks, mouth full.
Nat rolled her eyes, “Trust you to start eating in the middle of a job”
“Hey!” He protested, “I need food, Im a super soldier”
“Worst excuse I've ever heard for stuffing your face” Maria retorted. “We need to get going, Pierce won’t be here forever, so quit with the snacks Scooby doo and move your ass!”
“Ohhhhh so-rry” Bucky rolled his eyes sarcastically, throwing the pizza on the counter.
“There’s four floor in this place, I’m guessing Pierce will be on the top, but nonetheless we need to clear every floor. His men are in here as well, Pierce kept them close by just incase Nomad came calling, so no splitting up, we stand a better chance together” Maria explained.
“How you know all this, Pussycat?” Bucky asks.
“Captain Marvel was monitoring his whereabouts after he came back to ‘life’ I made it my business to be kept in the loop”
“Naughty Kitty” Bucky giggle's
“Shut up clown”
“Shut it, both of you two” Natasha said, trying to keep things under control, “Lets get moving”
Walking back into the hallway, they stood close by to each other. As they walked down the corridor they hear a shuffling sound coming from the first room on the left hand side. They paused in their movements, facing the door. Bucky grasped the door handle and threw it wide open, it hit the wall almost bouncing back in his face. Nat and Maria had their weapons drawn behind Bucky.
“Well that was anticlimactic” Bucky said inspecting the empty room. “Probably like sex with the cap, right Maria?”
“I swear to god if you don-”
Maria stopped when she felt a presence in the doorway, they all turned around abruptly.
“Hello Ladies” A voice said from the shadows. A man dressed in all black stood in the doorway, he was holding a pistol close to his leg, he smirked. “Either the boys have ordered some look alike strippers, or you’re here for the boss”
Maria felt the rage radiating off Nat by the man’s comment, Widow stepped forward while Bucky and Maria rested their hands on their own weapons. She approached the henchman, “Oh baby, we are definitely the entertainment” Nat walked up to the man and placed her hands on his chest, the mans hands found her waist and began wandering lower.
Nat raised her right hand and slapped him hard in the face. “Naughty boy, no touching”
The henchman growled in excitement, Tasha saw this as her window of opportunity. She stood on her tip toes, pressing a brief kiss onto his lips. The man stumbled backwards slightly and fell into the wall. “Pig” she spat, looking at his dazed form caused by her lipstick.
Bucky gave a round of applause and giggled. “What shall we do with the creep?”
Maria stepped forward. “I have an idea”
Moments later, the man was bound and gagged to a wooden chair, struggling against his restraints. “Urphm!”
“What was that sweetie pie?” Bucky leaned over the man and ripped off the tape covering his mouth.
“You little bitch! Let me go!” He baked. “When I get free, I’m gonna kil-”
Bucky slapped him hard with his metal hand. “Don’t be rude, all we want to do is have a nice little chat”
Nat walked up behind Bucky resting her hand on his shoulder. “We just want to ask you some questions, ain’t that right Catwoman?”
Uh-Huh. Just a few questions, that's all." Maria walked over to join them. "Now if your a good boy we'll untie you and we can forget all this horrid business.. But if your a bad boy then we'll have no choice but to-"
"-Say goodnight." Bucky chuckled, smacking his metal hand into his open palm.
The man struggled again but remained quiet, he was thinking through his options, but he came to the conclusion that there was no way out. "What do you want to know?" He asked, keeping his eyes fixed on Bucky’s hand
"Where is Alexander Pierce?" Talia asked, leaning closer.
"He-He's not here." He lied, knowing that his fate would be words left in the hands of Pierce and these three..
"You wouldn't be lying to us.. Would you?" Maria purred, running her sharps claws across the man's shoulders.
"No-no, I'm not lying.. He left yesterday."
"That's funny because earlier I…chatted to one of his.. Friends, and he informed me that Pierce was still on the premises." Bucky said. Maria walked round the back of the man and grabbed his shoulders harshly, she ran her nails up them and across his neck. She swiped her right index finger to the side and cut an inch long laceration against his skin.
He hissed, gritting his teeth. The Henchman's loyalty to Pierce wavered. "Third floor.. He's on the third floor."
Bucky smiled. "Thank you for your cooperation." He gestured for Nat and Maria to step away from the man. The Henchman struggled in his chair. "No, you said you'd let me go!"
"We lied." He shrugged. "Goodnight." Buckh swung his metal fist straight into the henchmen's skull. Blood splattered his face and the nearby wall. Nat cringed away at the sight, but Maria watched the whole thing.
Bucky wiped his face, then brushing past his sisters of Crime, he walked out of the room.
"Bucky wait up!" Nat shouted walking after her. Maria lingered in the room for a moment, then followed.
Bucky was halfway down the hallway before Natasha reached him, she grabbed hold of his shoulder and swung him around. Widow gasped when she saw the murderous fog clouding his eyes. Little did she know, this happened to Bucky every time he killed. "Your eyes.."
"Let me guess, his eyes are like the Nomads." Maria said, catching up. "The eyes of a psychopa-."
"Don't!" Bucky snapped, pulling away from Nat. "I'm not a psychop-"
Due to the raised voices, five men came bursting through the door with their weapons drawn.
"Shit." The three said in unison.
Still in his state of killing induced adrenaline, Bucky lunged at the men, swinging his blood stained fist. Maria and Nat shared a look and rushed into combat.
Two men began firing blindly and the three, Maria ran at them both, kicking the weapons out of their hands.
Nat had one henchmen in headlock, administering harsh blows with her right knee into his gut. He grabbed her by the hair and threw her to the ground, she quickly got her bearings and punched him in the side of the face. She flipped him over and straddled the man. Pulling out a knife, in one swift movement she stabbed him quickly in the heart. Bucky had already taken down one man and the other was coming up behind him with a gun. Bucky dropped low, quickly withdrawing his revolver from his leather holster. He fired two quick shots, the first missed but the second got him right between the eyes.
He looked over at Nat and Maria, both of them were handling the henchmen with no problem.
Something in Bucky’s brain clicked in that moment. He took off down the hallway leaving the girls.
"BUCKY!?" He heard his name being called out by Tasha as he left. Bucky didn't turn back, He needed to get to the third floor.
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The black Lamborghini screeched to a halt along with the black mustang. Nomad squinted his eyes out of the car window to see the familiar shape of the Audi sitting under a street light."What the f-" He pulled on the handbrake and shot out of the car. Steve practically ran to the vehicle that was sitting on the side of the street.
He slowed down when he saw puke all over the ground, along with two empty syringes. He wasted no time in picking one of them up, inspecting it, Steve noticed the thickness of the needle and the ring droplets of clear liquid still clinging to the base of the tube. His blood ran cold at the thought of someone stabbing it into Bucky.
He tested a bit of the substance on his tongue and recoiled it when he recognized the taste. It was extremely familiar but he couldn't quite put his finger on it... Then the realization hit him like a train. Volcanic herbs. Just like the ones he stole all those years ago. Fucking Natasha Romanov. I kill her. No. I'll torture the Bitch.
Steve growled and threw the needle on the ground, he charged towards the car and rested the back of his hand on the bonnet. Still warm.
"Boss what is it?" Wade said, catching up to him.
"This is Bucky’s car." Steve replied, expertly unlocking the car door, he slipped into the drivers seat and leant across to the glove box. "Typical." He muttered when he noticed his phone in the car.
"Boss, I think you should see this." Wade called from the back of the car. He saw the wooden crate sitting in the center, filled with spare gadgets and weapons. He picked one up. "Fucking bayonets? He took the bayonets?" He threw it back down. "They’re antiques! Oh if he wasn't dead already, he certainly is now!"
Wilson glanced up at his surroundings. "Boss, a couple of blocks down is Obie’s lounge, perhaps we should-"
"Yeah, yeah I know." The Nomad began loading the rest of the weapons in his pockets and holster, wade copied his movements.
Steve turned towards him. "Whatever happens Wade, your priority is to get Bucky out. Take him to Pearl." He loaded his pistol. "And I'll deal with Pierce”
Wade nodded. "Sure thing boss."