HYDRA’s Pet ; 03
Pairing: James Bunchan Barnes x HYDRA!Reader, Avengers x Reader (Platonic/ Familial)
Series Summary: As HYDRA’s favorite experiment, you were trained to follow orders perfectly. But, when you’re taken from the only home you’d ever known by the Avengers, you find yourself more lost than ever. However, out of all the things that could have happened to you, you’d never expected him to be one of them.
Chapter Summary: Your sexy ass is introduced to the team and then scheduled for reprogramming.
Warnings: Adult Language
Word Count: 1.5k (sorry this one was so short. T^T)
Author’s Note: Again, don’t worry Bucky is coming soon! (nextchapterperhapsahhhh)
Prologue // Previous Chapter // Next Chapter (Coming Soon!)
January 18th, 2017 ; Avengers Compound
After coming back in to check on you, Steve told you that you’d have to stay the night in the compound and then you’d be introduced to the rest of the Avengers in the morning. And when you woke up, you saw him standing in front of the door with a pair of shiny, metal cuffs in his hand. You looked at them and then back up at him with your heart pounding in your ears.
“They’re just a precaution, don’t worry,” he assured you as he put them on your wrists, as if he was calming a rabid animal. But you weren’t even mad because it was working. “It’s because we have a few members of the team who aren’t sold on you just yet.”
He brought you out of the cell— which did have a key pad on the wall next to it— and into an elevator that took you up to the ground floor of the building. There you walked up a flight of stairs and into a lounge area where the entire team was waiting for you.
When you walked through the door, you felt the heat of their stares boring through you. You tried to present yourself with confidence, but it was rather hard considering you were in handcuffs. Among them, you recognized the redheaded woman and the man with the bow. They looked at you without a hint of malice, which surprised you. You would have thought that they would be the ones that opted for you to be cuffed.
Then, a dark haired man approached you with an insincere smile and shook your cuffed hands. Your fought the urge to bring them down on his head.
“Hello… Y/n, was it?” He asked more to Steve than you, who nodded. You recognized his voice as the man in the iron suit. “It’s nice to formally meet you, my name is Tony Stark and though I don’t appreciate you trying to murder my friends, it seems that this ‘star spangled ding dong’—” he threw his arm over Steve’s broad shoulders. “—sees some potential in you.”
“Okay, Tony, that’s a little harsh,” said a man with graying, dark hair, like Tony, but a softer voice. He approached you, along with another man, who had dark skin and extremely short hair. “My name is Dr. Bruce Banner, it’s nice to meet you, Y/n.” He shook your cuffed hands with a warm smile.
“And I’m Colonel James Rhodes,” the black man said with a firm nod of his head. This prompted the rest of the team to introduce themselves as well all while Tony was giving you threatening looks. You were starting to get the feeling that maybe he didn’t like you. But you also didn’t really care.
The redheaded woman was named Natasha Romanoff and the man with the bow was named Clint Barton. There was also Sam Wilson, Thor— who was, by far, the most likable—, and Wanda Maximoff. They had mentioned that there were a few members missing who were too busy to meet you that you’d see from time to time. You didn’t really care as long as they left you alone.
“I have a question,” you asked as they had begun talking among themselves. They turned to you, a few with surprised faces, and waited for you to ask what was on your mind. “What is this thing?” You pointed to the metal collar around your neck.
“Oh that’s Wakandan tech. It’s a strength suppressor, I think.” Tony answered while engrossed in his tablet. He seemed to remember something because he looked up at you and quirked an eyebrow. “Speaking of Wakanda, I’m going to let you know for safety reasons we’re sending you there for rehabilitation.”
You felt your heart drop. They were going to do what? You took a few steps back. Steve noticed your distress and placed a warm hand on your shoulder.
“We’ve got to get whatever HYDRA put in your head out of it,” he clarified. “Don’t worry, they’ve done it before.”
You didn’t say anything but let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. Your nerves ignited at the possibility of more tests. You could practically smell the sanitation solution. The sticky bed. The sharp tools.
“Hey, look at me,” Steve crouched down so he was at eye level with you. You hadn’t realized it but you were staring a hole in the carpet. “You’ll be back in no time, I promise.”
You stared at him for a few long seconds. As much as you desperately wanted to, you couldn’t feel any hatred or animosity for him. It irked you to think that you were actually starting to like him. Them.
“Okay, the ship is here,” Tony announced. Well, maybe not him.
Steve turned to you. “Alright, let’s go—“
“Actually, can I take her up? I’d like to have a private conversation with her.” Natasha forced herself between the two of you. You watched as Steve’s eyebrows knit together and his mouth formed a light frown. “Not anything to worry about, Steve. Just a friendly conversation between women.”
Though he could tell that she had ulterior motives, he was in no place to argue with her. So, all he could do was watch as you left with his friend.
As you walked along the pristine corridors, you admired the architecture. It was extremely beautiful but you couldn’t help the jealously that stirred within you. You had lived in a dirty, rusty base your whole life and their compound was so spotless and pleasing to look at. You couldn’t help but imagine yourself wandering these halls every day.
All of a sudden, Natasha stopped in the middle of the hallway, breaking your train of through. You tilted your head when she swiftly turned to you. Her face was hard and you could tell that she’d been suppressing her anger.
“I know you’ve got the rest of the team all wrapped around your finger, especially Steve, but I don’t trust you.” She pointed her finger in your face. You stepped back to avoid a potential attack. “Why don’t you have a life before HYDRA got to you? There’s nothing but a number in their system.”
“HYDRA is my parents,” you said in the same robotic and monotonous voice. Natasha’s eyebrows shot up to her hairline.
“You’ve said that already. Do you mean that they raised you?”
Something inside you desperately wanted to get on her good side. To be vulnerable in front of someone. It was extremely strange and you’d never felt anything like this before.
“I was told they took me in as a baby and raised me in the base. They’re all I know. They gave me purpose,” you explained. Then you realized something. “Now that I’m here, I don’t have one anymore.”
Her eyes softened. “How about I give you one then?” She suggested, which surprised you. “Your new purpose is to go through this rehabilitation and come back a new person, okay? Can you do that for me?”
Though it seemed she hated you, she was being undeniably sweet. It wasn’t her sweetness that surprised you, but your reaction to it. You could feel your chest lighten and it scared you. The thought of living with these people was becoming more and more appealing and you didn’t know what to do.
“Hey, what’s wrong? You’ve been staring off into space for two minutes, Y/n.” She placed a soft hand on your shoulder.
Realizing that you appreciated her words, you stood and gave her a firm salute. “Thank you.”
“What?” She took a sharp step back, eyes wide.
“Thank you for giving me a purpose, Natasha.” You smiled genuinely for the first time since you could remember. Your rising chest felt strange and almost unnatural.
“You’re welcome, Y/n.” She returned the smile. “I hope that when you come back, we can both be friends.”
“Me too,” you said without thinking. It surprised you how easily you said that.
“We should get going, they’re probably wondering what the hell’s taking so long.” She laughed and you both resumed walking towards your destination. She took you into an elevator and down another hallway. At the end you could see a steel door.
Outside the door was a large, Wakandan ship. The steely metal gleamed in the sunlight and nearly blinded you as you both approached it. A handsome, dark-skinned man met the two of you halfway and smiled. His expensive looking clothes were as handsome as his face.
“Hello, you must be Y/n. I am king T’challa of Wakanda. It is a pleasure to meet you.” He bowed to you and you returned the gesture, though your movements weren’t as graceful or elegant as his were. “My sister is waiting for us back home.” He then turned to Natasha. “I can take her from here, thank you.”
Natasha nodded and said her goodbyes. You watched as she left through the door, which made a loud click when it shut.
T’challa placed a polite hand on your back and walked you to the gleaming steps. You walked up in front of him, the wind blowing right through you, and into the strange ship. You began to wonder what on Earth would be in store for you this time.
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