the fine line between us ¹ ∣ ʙ.ʙ

1. captain america

           WHILE SHE WAS READING, a document on the plane before it touched down, Y/n sat in her seat and looked down at it. There were about five minutes left on the plane before Bucky's face was frozen in cryo, and Y/n looked at it as she continued to read about him, trying to make sure she understood everything she could. 

The way he fought, the way he thought, and everything related to him. 

"What did you learn last night?" Dreykov asked, sitting in front of her. In order to depart from the Red Room, the two individuals were on a private plane. Dreykov held a tablet before putting it in front of him. "Night-" 

Y/n looked up from the files, "Ze Vinter Soldier's main fighting style is derived from Systema, a Russian martial art created by the Cossacks more than zan zousand years zgo and developed by the Spetsnaz over the 20th century" Y/n explained, "It vould appear zat James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes enlists to fight in World War II but is wounded and exchanged. Unfortunately, Arnim Zola retrieves him and erases his memory, turning him into a highly-trained assassin known as the Vinter Soldier.." 

"James Buchanan Barnes vas born in 1925. In 1935, he lost both of his parents early in his life; his mother, Vinnifred Barnes had died vhen he vas a child and his father, George Barnes had died in an accident while in basic training at Kamp Lehigh."

"Wonderful" Dreykov said, before turning the tablet. "This thing can get you all of the information that you need, where he can be tracked...where everything is happening and valance everywhere...Along with the crimes going on because you know the Winter's Soldiers, the strategy's it should be easier to determine which one his an act of his crime-"

Y/n looked down at the tablet to see, multiple screens. The finger on her index finger slid across it to move to a different application. "This is how you will track him," Dreykov said, holding out his hand while holding on to a tiny metal chip. "Put this on him, then you will be able to track him, everywhere he goes; I will send another agent to the HYDRA Facility in Siberian to investigate further; I will have further information for you as soon as they are able to verify this." 

"Do you understand?" Dreykov asked, looking at Y/n. 

In response, she nodded, shut down the tablet, and put it into her smaller bag, which contained all her weapons and other equipment. "Da," Y/n muttered, with a head nod. Dreykov stared at Y/n studying her while she looked back at 'The Winter Soldiers' file. 

"Don't forget, I can see every move that you make," Dreykov said to her, while Y/n looked him in the eyes. "Be careful out there, or there will be consequences...He needs to be gone, for you to be the best assassin...Along with him being something that I could have never created- HYRDA got to him first...so your getting to him-"

The plane slowly landed while Y/n turned her head looking out of the window, she could just see other planes alined along with what looked to be an airport in the distance. While she looked out of the window, the sun was beaming down on her face. 

"Ah, Washington D.C ..." Dreykov said, joining her and looking out the small circled window. "Where S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters is...Someone who is close to The Winter Soldier is working for the Avengers-" 

Right away, Y/n knew that he wanted her to go and find Steve Rogers somehow, the same phrase kept on replying in her head, no thoughts just; Kill the Winter Soldier. It was her command, and not thought or something that she could control.

She was a mindless assassin. 

"Captain America had a mission in the Pacific Ocean, yesterday...why don't you pay him a little visit? He should know that an old friend is back-" Y/n nodded her head before Dreykov leaned back on the chair with a smile looking at her, he knew that he made one of the most powerful widows, one that could beat many, one that trusted him.