Annnd the other fic I worked with for this year’s @capreversebb was a Pet Shop of Horrors crossover (at least using the manga/anime as a springing off point for a fun creature!Bucky fic! )
The fic is here: Damaged by witchwood_hull!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/19174651/chapters/45579739
Okay I give you all the last series of my Bucky masterlist, once the 2 parts are up my MASTERLIST WILL FINALLY BE UPDATED YAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY!!! Now I have seen a lot of fic involving Bucky with dogs (which are AMAZING BTW) but it got me thinking, what is Bucky BECAME a dog by a certain God of Mischief, and this request that I was given to by some dear friends of mine on wattpad gave me the idea for this, now bare in mind the reader is given a specific name cause that’s what they wanted so if you don’t like it then just replace the name with your own. Also I had a poll to see which bred of dog would best represent Bucky and the winner was....well you’ll find out here shortly. Now BEWARE OF SWEARING, SEXUAL INNUENDOS, MENTIONS OF CHILD ABUSE, DRUGS, all the bad stuff pretty much *so sorry* but I hope you all enjoy :)
Okay I have no idea what I did to deserve this fate? I was simply writing in my journal about old memories minding my own business when all of a sudden my journal falls to the ground as does the pencil and when I look down I notice instead of hands, I had paws. I ran towards the nearest mirror to see that I've been turned into a dog, and to be more specific a German shepherd.
I screamed which came out as a yelp of fright as I looked at myself. Even my metal arm had turned onto a dog's leg and I heard soft chuckling behind me. When I turned around I saw Loki standing there.
I growled and ran towards him and cried out his name in anger as I leaped for him but he disappeared into a poof of green mist. I snarled down at the ground thinking I had gotten him but I paused when I saw no one beneath me.
'Grrr Loki! What the hell is this about?! Why the hell did you turn me into a fucking dog! You—you sick low life son of a—' but all that anyone else would hear is mad barking.
"If you want to know why I did what I did, go out and see for yourself. You're not the only Midgardian who has suffered if not more than you have". I turned to see Loki perched up along the windowsill as a black cat which gave me a terrific idea.
'You know for some high and mighty God you sure are clueless'.
"And what is that supposed to mean soldier of Winter?"
'Well here on Earth, the animal kingdom has many animals that are arch rivals, and the biggest of them all is dogs vs. cats'. Loki looked at me like he knew he had been caught. I lunged for him and he took off running.
I chased after him knocking over tables and expensive vases that Tony had. Barking as he yowled at me trying to escape when Tony and Bruce came in and I heard Tony say.
"WHAT THE HELL!?!"
"How did a dog get into the tower?" Bruce said in confusion.
"I don't care about that just look at all my stuff! That does it, come here you mutt!" I was then grabbed on by the neck by a rope. I barked at Tony to let me go telling him that I wasn't a dog, I was Bucky. But sadly he couldn't understand me and soon I was thrown out of the tower and locked out.
I barked as I scratched on the door begging to be back in but when no one answered whimpers came out of my throat and I decided to just walk down the streets of New York, as a freakin dog.
As I walked along the streets, people looked at me like I was still a freak especially since they stared at my metal dog arm. When I got hungry and tried to do the dog face and beg, people just turned me aside and kicked dirt or threw whatever they could at me to get me running. My stomach growled hungrily and I decided to just rest. I managed to find an alleyway with an old rotten box big enough for me to lay in. I got in and laid down on my stomach and sighed.
Who knew that even as a dog I'd be labeled a freak? No one shows sympathy for dogs like me, with handicaps and out on the street. I was a lost dog and I felt sad about it as I felt my ears bend backwards showing my sadness.
It wasn't until my sensitive ears picked up something. I raised my head up and I stood up to hear what almost sounded like someone being beaten up. I carefully followed my ears and I soon came along a corner seeing a group of teenage boys picking on two young twins a boy and a girl.
"What's the matter runts? Are you gonna cry for Mommy?"
"Hey Jared they ain't got no mommy! All they got is that bitch leader of theirs".
"Now listen up you twerps, you better tell your ring leader that if we see another one of you punks on our turf again, people are gonna get hurt, understand?" The taller boy I assumed to be the leader said as he picked up the little girl by the throat then just tossed her towards the wall.
"Amy!" The little boy cried out. Something inside of me snapped. I don't care if you're bigger than your opponent but you do not, I repeat do NOT harm CHILDREN! I came out snarled at the group of boys who turned towards me in shock.
My fangs baring, ears pointed backward and fur ruffled on end. I lunged at them just as one of the boys drew out a small handgun but I successfully threw it out of his hands and got him down on the ground. I then turned to the leader and glared at him with hatred and soon the boys ran away like cowards as they ran home to their momma's.
Once the thugs were gone, I turned to see the boy trying to wake up his sister and when I slowly got up to him, he gasped and tried to get himself and his sister away from me.
'No, don't be scared kid, good dog'. I whimpered softly as I waved my paw at him showing him that I wasn't going to hurt him or his sister. He looked at me nervously and shakily held out his hand for me. Maybe it was instinct, maybe it was a gut feeling, but something was telling me that this young boy once had a bad encounter with a dog before, that's why his hand was so shaky and why he's also trying to protect his sister so much from me.
I lowered my head to his hand and softly licked it assuring him I was a good dog. When I was done, he looked down at his twin then back at me with teary eyes. I walked up to the little girl and sniffed her, I could sadly smell blood but thankfully not a lot so I proceeded to gently lick her temple licking up the blood in the process and soon she started to stir.
"Amy!" The girl's eyes soon opened and my tail wagged thanking god she was alright. When she saw me she suddenly jumped back and her brother caught her and said to her, "it's okay Amy. He's a nice doggy, he's not like uncle's dog was, aren't yah boy?" I grunted softly and sat down before them. So my instincts were right, these poor kids did have a bad experience with a dog before and by their uncle? That just broke my heart.
The little girl Amy looked at me and she held out her hand as well. I smelled her hand and nudged it playfully until it was on top of my head. She smiled softly and petted my head which made my tail swish along the floor.
"He's soft" Amy said. The little boy then reached out and stroked down my neck and gently ruffled the fur alongside my neck and he said.
"Yeah, and he's warm too, and he doesn't have a collar on".
"Look Aaron, he's got a metal leg". I lowered my ears thinking now they would leave and think I was a freak now that they see my metal arm.
"Wow, that's so cool". My ears perked up and I tilted my head in confusion.
"He must be like us, can't we take him home with us, please Aaron?" Amy begged to her brother.
"Amy, I don't think Miss Alex will allow us to have a dog, especially since we didn't tell her we lost the cat we begged to keep when we found it". Cat? What cat?
"But look at him, he's just like us. I bet he's been kicked out by the grownups, haven't you boy?" Amy asked as she took my face between her small hands. I whimpered sadly in yes.
'You don't know the half of it kid'.
"Please Aaron?" I then gave him the puppy dog eyes as did his sister and soon Aaron gave in.
"Alright we can keep him".
"Yay! You hear that boy, you get to come live with us". Amy cheered. I licked her cheek happily making her giggle and curl up. Aww how cute, she's ticklish.
"But we gotta make sure Miss Alex doesn't find him, otherwise she'll make us get rid of him, now come on let's go before she gets back". The twins then stood up and I followed them to their home.
Now I wasn't expecting much just a simple house or even apartment and this so called "Miss Alex" was to be an older woman sitting by a chair or maybe a desk but to my shock these children didn't live in any house, but in the NYC junkyard.
As I followed the young twins I soon notice a camp was set up with small forts and old, filthy mattresses and broken or used up furniture surrounding the camp. A large fire pit stood at the center and all around I could see children ranging from the twins age to teenagers. All of them looked roughed up from living out here in the streets of NY and wore scattered clothes.
"Here we are doggy, home". Amy said.
"Oh good, Miss Alex isn't here yet, maybe she's with Miss Mindy, Carly and Wendy". I titled my head in confusion when someone called out.
"Hey! Where are Amy and Aaron?"
"Uh-oh, quick doggy you gotta hide, we need to talk to Miss Alex about letting you join in". Amy quickly stated. Not wanting these kids to get in trouble with this "Alex" character I quickly hid among some of the rubble of garbage and soon coming into the camp was a girl around 19 maybe even 20 years old, long dark brown hair down past her shoulders, she wore all black and had on a long sleeved black leather jacket and I could faintly see a mark on her neck it almost looked like a tattoo.
Along with her were another girl a bit younger than her wearing the same type of clothes as she was. My dog instincts were telling me that the eldest girl could probably be "Miss Alex" as the twins have said. I stayed as low and quiet as I could and just watched carefully and listened to the conversation that would soon take place.
*My POV*
My name is Alex Pickett, I'm 20 years old with a very, very, very rough past. I'm the leader of a sacred group of special kids, you know the ones that the adults give up on, throw aside like strays, abuse them, and force them into activities that no child should have to go through. Any child in that situation, I come into the picture and bring them here to my save haven in the junkyard where no big business like Child Services can find it.
Anyways, my Right hand girl Mindy and I had just gotten back from getting some supplies like food and medicine for our pack of strays. Might as well tell you a little bit about my girl that I've allowed to be my 2nd in command. Mindy's father was sent to prison for life on a false charge caused by some hire-up business dick who wanted to sleep with her mother who was pregnant with her at the time. Depressed her mom overdosed and died as she gave a 7 month birth to Mindy.
She was taken from foster home to foster home until finally the system just threw her out. I met her just shortly I escaped my fate and the two of us began the Merry gang.
The two of us would find and pick up any child boy or girl that has been abandoned by the people they've looked up to the most in their whole lives, the people that gave them life but soon decided it was nothing but a mistake, or stolen away at their most vulnerable ages or states and taken to serve as their pets in whatever sick activity these bastards saw fit.
"They're back!" Jared called out and soon the whole gang gathered around and Carly said.
"Did you get the stuff?"
"Yep" I said as Mindy and I opened the bags revealing our food and medicine and other supplies we needed to survive at a few weeks at most.
"Hey, where are Amy and Aaron?"
"We're right here!" We all turned to see our youngest pups running towards us. I walked up towards them and knelt down to their 5 year heights. These kids boy did they have a rough story. Their uncle was the only legal guardian alive to care for these kids but the guy was a heavy drinker and he once used to host the Dog fights down in Mexico in his early days. He had the winning fight dog as his pet and whenever he got into his drunk moods, he would have the dog attack these poor children if they ever disobeyed him.
That's when I came in. I found them cowering behind a creak in the woods not far from their house trying to run away. I told them that I was sent to save them and when I heard the Uncle's drunken slurs and the dog's barking, I forced them behind me and told them to close their eyes and cover their ears. As their uncle and his dog came forward, the uncle seized his dog on me and when I was sure the twins could see or hear anything I killed their uncle and his dog with only my right arm *spoilers*.
Now a few months later these two little punks are starting to open up and recover since Child services didn't even bother even trying to look into their case, I was their savior and like to all these other kids, I am their Mother and Protector.
"Where did you two get to?"
"We were just taking a walk Miss Alex, honest". Aaron said nervously. I raised an eyebrow when I took notice of a bit of dry blood at the corner of Amy's temple.
"Amy, what happened to your head?" Amy touched her head and winced. "Oh god, Mindy get me some antiseptic cream and some band-aids from the bag!" Mindy handed me the antiseptic and the band-aids and I said as I squeezed some onto my hand and gently dabbed it onto Amy's forehead. "Okay you two, no more lies, what happened?"
"It was Butch and his goons, we got lost on our way back and accidentally went into his alleyway. He picked Amy up and threw her against the wall". I stopped as I put the band-aid on Amy's head and internally snarled.
That Butch, he and his gang of snakes have always been trying to claim certain spots of the streets as his turf even if it wasn't before. He's even tried to get me involved with a few heists of theirs in the past and a few other stuff to with him personally in his bedroom, and everytime when I'm not in front of the little ones, I tell him to fuck off and I beat the shit out of him then head back home.
"We're sorry Miss Alex, we didn't mean to, we just—" Amy started off but then she trailed off as she looked down almost about to cry. I gently ruffled her head and said.
"It's okay sweetie, I'm not mad at you or your brother. You both didn't know, okay so don't cry okay?" She sniffled and tried to dry up her tears and wiped her cheek with her sleeve. "That's my girl, now then," I stood up and said, "where's Little Thief, I've got something for him". Little Thief is whom I like to call the Black cat that Aaron and Amy begged me to keep around in the gang about a week ago. Black male cat with green eyes, always causing trouble and mischief for my group and stealing some of our food and other supplies running us dry, so I called him "Little Thief" for that.
I then looked down to see the twins looking down nervously and I said to them.
"Amy, Aaron, do you know where Little Thief is?"
"We're sorry Miss Alex, but he ran away a few days ago. We tried to catch him but he disappeared before we could, we're sorry". Aaron said. I took a deep sigh then I said.
"I told you guys that if you can keep track of your pets you could keep them, but since he's gone I'm afraid you guys can't have any more pets around. No more animals, alright?"
"Yes Miss Alex". They said solemnly.
"Now go on, wash yourselves up it's almost supper time". They sulked off together and I told the others to wash up as well and prepare the dinner table leaving Mindy and I alone.
"Well that was a little cruel of you, you know cats are agile and can easily escape if they want to". Mindy said to me.
"It doesn't matter anymore, besides that cat was trouble form the start. The thing I wanted to give him was a bullet right between the eyes". I sneered. I really did hate that cat and he always seem to target me while he stayed in the gang, and at times I did want to shoot the little bastard but I didn't want to upset Aaron and Amy. "You go and wash up Mins, I'll gather the food from the bags". She walked up and I took out the food unaware of someone watching me.
*Bucky's POV*
Wow, this girl really seemed tough on the outside, but on the inside she was sweet and gentle but she is firm when she needs to be, not letting anyone push her around, she truly was a leader, kinda like Steve in a way. But what I want to know is why does she always have to act like this? And what does she have hidden underneath that right arm of hers since I've notice that as she gathers up the food, she keeps touching her right arm like it hurts or something.
Just who was this girl anyway?
*My POV*
After supper time it was time for bed for the little ones, the teens and I tucked in the young ones in their mattress beds and covered them up with as many blankets as we could find and if they wanted a story, the destined teen would read them a story from books that Mindy and I "take" from bookstores and libraries.
Once the little ones were all tired after story time or whatever they needed, we would leave a small lantern on for them in case they needed a light and us big kids gathered around the fire pit and talked quietly.
My mind couldn't shake off the fact that Butch had harmed one of my kids and he needed to pay especially since he's done it to one of my younger and most recent members. I stood up and Mindy said.
"Alex?"
"I'm going to pay someone a visit". Mindy being my right hand woman and knowing me the best out of anyone in the whole gang knew to whom I was referring to.
"Do you want us to go with you?"
"No, Butch is mine and mine alone. I've kicked his ass before and I'll do it again, I'll be back in an hour". I walked out of the junkyard and headed towards Butch's apartment where he and the rest of his lackies like to lounge around.
*Bucky's POV*
That night when the teens had put the kids to bed, I snuck out and walked towards Aaron's and Amy's shared mattress and laid down beside them. I felt Amy place her small hand on my head petting me and Aaron snuggled into my neck. At least I wouldn't be sleeping in an alleyway or under a bridge tonight.
My ears flicked as I heard someone leaving the junkyard. I got off the mattress and safely snuck around the teens who were still gathered around the fire and followed the figure.
As I followed the scent, I soon found out that Alex was heading into an old building of some sorts so I quickly looked around to see if there was a safer way for me to get inside, when I found an airway vent at the floor of the building. I pawed at it and when I got it opened, I walked inside and crawled through the vents, hoping to find Alex's scent again.
*My POV*
I walked up the stairs and I soon arrived at Butch's floor. All around me I saw some of his goonies passed out on the floor drunk or beyond High on coke or whatever they had in their bodies. I slammed the doors opened and all around me Butch's boys all stared at me and then I saw the high man himself with two prostitutes way older than him on either side hooked onto his arms.
"Ahhh Alex, welcome, welcome, thrice welcome my sweet".
"Cut the shit Butch, you know why I'm here!" I snarled.
"I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about sweetheart". His Brooklynn accent strong as he cooed at me.
"You know damn well what I'm talking about! You mess with any of my kids, especially the children, Mama Bear comes out in full throttle". I tore my leather jacket off revealing my secret weapon.
My right arm was entirely made of the strongest automail material, it also came with a very long extension blade that I personally can summon out by tensing up my muscles together. (A/N: For the automail arm, look up a picture of Lan Fan from FMA: Brotherhood and see her automail arm, that’s what I imagines the arm to look like here)
"Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho, now that's some bad ass arm you got there, I'd love to feel that around my thick—"
"Enough you pig! You want me to feel you, then try it in the dark!" I then slammed my hand against the power box and soon the room went pitch black. Butch and his gang all went screaming and frantically tried to find anything that would give them a source of light but they didn't notice that something dark was stalking them.
A blade went through one guy's chest and he let out a choked out bloody scream just before he collapsed. Butch's gang were nothing but babies as soon as one of them cried out.
"BODY!!" It was a game of cat and mouse, or as I like to call it the Mouse and the Raven. More guys kept screaming in pain as something was beating them like ragdolls before being stabbed by a blade. When the lights came back on, bloody bodies laid all over the ground and Butch stood there as the last one with terrified eyes and I stood just a few feet away from him, the blade of my automail dripping blood onto the ground as well as my whole arm.
Even my whole body was splattered with blood from my clothes, skin and even a portion of my face especially where my tattoo of a raven on flight on my neck was as I stared darkly at Butch.
"You even mess with my children again, I promise you you'll be—AHHHHH!!!" Something shocked me in the back and I was soon brought down to the ground knocked unconscious.
*3rd POV*
Older men in black combat gear came into the room and apprehended my unconscious body while the man in a full armor suit wearing a mask with a design of crossbones walked in and he said.
"Nicely done kid".
"Well it was about damn time you guys got here I thought she was going to kill me! So does that mean I'm a full-fledged Hydra member now?"
"Not yet, first we need to make sure you'll fully comply with Hydra's demands". Crossbones walked towards his men who were holding Alex in hold and touched her face and felt for her pulse.
"Comply with Hydra's demands hey I helped you guys get her doesn't that comply with Hydra's demands you son of a—" Butch was then shot point blank in the forehead with a blade and Crossbones lowered his arm and muttered.
"These damn kids, no respect for authority what's so ever. Get her in the car". Crossbones and his men walked out with Alex to a truck and drove out, unaware that a German shepherd saw the whole thing and was now trailing behind the truck.
I know there’s tons of talk about Bucky either being a grumpy cat or a pitbull, and Sebastian Stan even said something about him being a wolf, but I TOTALLY think he’s a three-legged Caucasian Shepherd. Especially post-CACW Bucky, who is gigantic and fuzzy. Caucasian Shepherds are fucking HUGE, are common in Russia, and can fight BEARS! They’re super trainable and can potentially be really compliant, but can also be really paranoid if not properly socialized. Petition for Bucky to have a Caucasian Shepherd as an inexplicably gigantic PTSD Therapy Dog!!
