A/N: first few chapters are a bit 'cringy' with spelling errors (I write this on my phone) but if you can get past those two things, I PROMISE the story and writing get better. Will be doing heavy editing/construction once the book is complete
Agent...
A/N: I tried making Amelia seem badass here as well, hope it comes across that way. ✨ALSO!! I've been asked to put a trigger warning (TW). This chapter contains use of needles/syringes!✨
"Hold your position, we're closing in." Steve orders over the comms
Just as he finished his sentence, Sam, Vision and Wanda round a corner on mine and Buckys left. Resounding thumps of boots down the hall to our right tell me everyone else is here as well. With a heavy sigh, I look to Bucky and give him a nod towards the door
He understood my silent demand and held his weapon in one hand. Taking a few steps forward, he raises a leg and kicks the double doors open. Both denting where Buckys boot collided and slam against the wall of the room. Almost breaking from their hinges in the process
Six people were in the room. Four armed guards, a man in a lab coat and a very muscular man writhing around on a chair. Metal cuffs restrained him at his wrists and ankles. And a device similar to the one I was given all that time ago was hanging low around the base of his neck
Sweat covered his near naked body, the only thing covering him were a pair of black tactical pants. The man was almost as built as Steve and Bucky, bulging muscles under taut porcelain skin. His copper hair clung to his scalp, sweat rolling down his forehead and the back of his neck as if he'd just stepped out of a shower
And a dark rich purple haze flickered violently around his clenched fists
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Bucky fires his AK next to me, dropping the two baffled guards as soon as the doors had opened. Vision using the Mind Stone in his forehead and blasting the other two with what looked like a laser beam. The scientist looking man flinches at all the sudden and loud commotion, dropping a syringe he was holding
Turning around to face us, my heart drops. The world seemed to move in slow motion as the man locked his wide eyes with mine. My body felt numb. Gone were the pulling forces of my powers, for only a second
Him
This wasn't just any normal scientist/agent. The man standing across the room from me in a lab coat is the same man who prepared my original injection. Handing the damn concoction to Rumlow and watching me among his peers as I screamed on their table. The one who single handedly created all of these test subjects. These weapons
My shock and horror got shoved aside as rage flooded every pore of my body. Again I feel my power radiate off my like fire, flicking the ends of my hair. Glaring across the procedure room at the scientist, I could sense my power spiking beneath my skin. Itching to tear the bastards body limb from limb, molecule by molecule
* "солдат" the man asks in disbelief, his surprise mixing with awe at the sight of me (*soldier, pronounced soldat)
