The feeling of falling. Gliding.
White and grey. Hills, mountains, cliffs.
The grip of the handle in your hands.
Both.
Hands.
Feet landing on the train. It pulls as it turns the corner.
Look up. What's in front of you? Steve. Captain America. Steve.
Focus...
Move. Move forward. Keep going.
Focus...
You follow Steve on the train. There's a ladder.
Climb down it to a door.
Air rushing by your face while on the ladder on the side of the train, now it stops. So still.
Follow Steve. Slow. What's around you?
Focus...
Munitions. Cases and cases of munitions.
Something loud. Really loud and terrifying. Steve's face terrified.
What happened?
The door. Slammed shut.
You can't get to Steve.
Gun shots. Turn around. Now.
Shooting. Finger on the trigger. Finger on the trigger. Finger on the trigger.
STOP. BREATHE. KEEP GOING.
You shoot. They shoot. You shoot. They shoot.
Empty. Terror sets back in.
Focus...
Steve. Steve is there. How?
The door opens. Steve is there.
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Snow. So much snow.
So.
Much.
Snow.
Is this when you fell? Look around. So much snow.
Look for your arm. Is it there? It's blurry.
Focus...
Try harder. Really look.
Shiny. It's there. It's metal.
You flex it, feel it move. Can you feel it or do you imagine feeling it?
You can't tell, but it's there.
Moving. Responding. Reacting.
What else is there?
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Untangling a Memory
FanfictionBucky Barnes is finally starting to get back bits of his past with the help of Shuri, but it is jumbled and unclear. As he attempts to sort them, he struggles to put the pieces together to get his memories back and see what, if anything, was good ab...
