@belyvuk liked for a starter !!
when he first became the handler of the winter soldier brock felt proud. not only did he achieve something barley anyone achieved before him in such a short amount of time, but he was considered the best in hydra or at least one of the best, because not just anyone was allowed to take the asset under his wings, command him. and for quiet a while he never considered HOW they managed to make such a machine out of someone until he was a witness to the torture, to the process of brainwashing him or torturing the weapon and he hated it. the once found family became the enemy and yet he knew he couldn’t just escape them. not without being killed , not without having a target on his back , so he knew that he had to be smart about it, that he had to consider every option , before he could free him. they just had returned from a mission and he was taking care of the asset , cleaning up the metal arm slowly as he inhaled a deep breathe. „ you've done great, soldier.", he spoke fondly with a small, almost sad smile, perking up on the corner of his lips.







