Chapter 1
Listen, when Bucky thought he’d be running from Hydra he didn’t think he’d be running from Hydra. Ever since escaping the base he was held at, he’d been recovering. Remembering who you are turns out to be harder than you’d think. As Bucky weaved his way through the thick trees of the forest, the ground his feet were slapping against became smoother. The roots and rocks started to dissipate as he reached closer to what seemed like an open area in the forest. His breathing was too labored and his eyes couldn’t focus properly. Where had he gone wrong? How had they found him? Luckily for Bucky, he appeared to have stumbled upon a building of some sort. Now, It’s probably not the smartest idea to hide in an obvious place when you’re on the run, but dear lord Bucky did not want to run anymore. Bucky considered knocking on the worn door, however, did he really expect anyone to answer? I mean this place looks as if it’s been abandoned for decades! The door creaked open with only a light push from Buck. It was completely black inside. What else should he have suspected to be inside? Bucky’s adrenaline-filled brain pushed him to believe this was his best option. He crept in, snaking his way in between the door and the doorframe. Sitting in the dark, Bucky couldn't help but think he should've brought a source of light. He turned around to exit the building in hopes of finding something to help him see. However, the door slammed in his face as soon as he reached the handle. He really needs to learn to be more cautious, because suddenly, a clothed had found its way over his nose and mouth. Before Bucky had time to yell he had passed out in the arms of a stranger.