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Life as a HYDRA agent was all James ‘Bucky’ Barnes had known. Orphaned and taken in by the organization at a young age, he was one of the best snipers and assassins the organization had. He worked alongside with one of the other greats, the General Hydra. It had been something of a successful partnership, and for years anything they had been set to task on was completed flawlessly.
Until one day in 1945 during one assault on the Americans. Separated for long enough, Bucky Barnes had been thrown from the train...and not to be seen or heard from again for a long time.
Another name was circulating,Winter Soldier, someone who was fighting against HYDRA, taking out key targets as easily as he could, and disappearing without another trace. It was what Bucky had become. His mind wiped clean of what he had grown to know, manipulated until he was a good and loyal dog of SHIELD.
His new objective was simple: kill General Hydra.
Yet even with the other in his scope, he could not pull the trigger. His finger seemed locked and his mind and body were not cooperating, rebelling against each other on what should have been an easy target.
Pull the damn trigger Soldier. Pull it and be done with this. His handler said through the com in his ear, which the Soldier pulled and threw aside.
Why couldn’t he pull it?
