Chapter 10
The dimly lit cell is cold, and reeks of a pungent metallic odor.
You shiver and curl up in a corner, trying not to get hypothermia or die. Yes, the Avengers themselves trained you for these conditions, and yes, some of them are super spies and super soldiers, too, but no, you haven't experienced those kind of conditions firsthand.
The door creaks open and you shrink into the corner further, hoping maybe that it's a guard, or it's a stray guy who's just lost his way.
Who you see totally surprises you.
It's Bucky.
Your eyes widen and you stand up, rushing towards him, your movements restricted by the chains. "I-"
You never get to finish your sentence- he grabs your wrist and harshly pushes you down on the floor. You see his cold Winter Soldier stare and falter. This isn't Bucky.
The Winter Soldier walks over to a stand you didn't notice before.
What's displayed on it makes your insides go cold.
There's all kinds of torture instruments- knives, hammers, you name it.
His eyes scan over the racks and take a scapel.
Your eyes widen.
He just turns towards you wordlessly, and you give a little gasp in realization.
Bucky- who used to kiss you and smile at you fondly- was going to torture you.
Oh, god. HYDRA was cruel.
You feel yourself shaking, a panic attack coming to you.
"Give up now, Miss Stark, and you won't have to suffer any pain. All you'll be is a new asset."
No, you don't want to help HYDRA.
"No." You whisper shakily.
Your screams fill the cell and the smell of blood is stronger than ever.