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chapter six of pyromania comes out on monday, but in the meantime here are some out-of-context spoilers

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Pyromania (Bucky x Reader) 7

Summary: (Winter Soldier-Endgame Insert) You’re an enhanced HYDRA agent who negotiated her way out of being a weapon. You’re now the nurse/ aid of the Winter Soldier. You end up escaping with him and follow him in and out of danger while slowly developing feelings for each other.

Words: 1180+ (approx) Chapter: 7/? Part 6

In the truck I managed to negotiate my way into sitting with the guards by the box. Bucky stares at the ceiling and I can sense the anxiety in his head. To everyone else he probably seems bored. But I know better. The moment we arrive, I’m taken in a separate direction but I slip out of the guards grasp and hold my hands up in surrender. “You put him anywhere without me, you’re making a serious mistake.” I back further towards the containment unit. “Oh really? Why is that?” A soldier seems extremely doubtful. “I’ve been with him for years. If you want a psychological eval, it’s risky sending him in without me. I’m his nurse. Always have been. Every eval he’s gone through, I’ve been by his side. You’re risking a psychological breakdown,” I press my hand against the glass, trying to determine the thickness. I could easily break it with the heat of my hands but I don’t. “That’s a conversation for Ross. Now, join your friends or I’ll have to make you,” He points towards the other three. I spin around and speak quickly in quiet Russian. “I’ll get you out of here. Don’t panic. Stay focused,” He smiles but I can see the fear in his eyes. I turn around and rejoin the group. I effectively tune out of the conversation and hold eye contact with my soldier as he’s taken away. I follow the group down corridors and we’re joined by a redhead. To say I’m taken aback by her face is an understatement. I know who this is immediately. “You!” I let the word slip before I can stop myself. She stops what she’s saying and recognition flickers across her face as well. The Red Room. Where I was placed for training for 3 years. And she was too. It’s Romanoff. One and the same with the woman we fought several years ago. “How’s your ballet?” I’m surprised by the question. “Not much room to practice when you’re locked in either cryo or a Russian base for years but it’s alright.” She smiles and I know that she remembers me as well as I remember her. We enter an office rather than a jail and I’m again on edge. I finger the handmade chain around my neck and try to ignore what everyone else is saying. We end up sitting around for a while. Rogers stays in the office with me, watching the screens. “What’s your name?” I look up. “Kang,” “Got a first name?” He holds his hand out, “I’m Steve,” “Y/N,” I reluctantly take it and although I can feel the pressure of an attempt at comfort, it doesn’t help. “How do you know Buck?” “I was his nurse. Personal aid. Whatever you want to call it. I left with him after your incident with the river,” I mumble, not wanting to reveal too much, “You were his best friend. Supposedly. Before he fell. Read that in the Smith,” “Yeah, I didn’t think he was alive. You guys did a real good job of hiding out after DC.” He seems somewhat upset. “Yeah well. No one was going to touch him after that. I don’t trust anyone. Even you,” I snap back. The man from earlier, not Ross. Some other ‘friend’ of Rogers, joins us and begins talking. I train my eyes back on the screen displaying Bucky’s containment unit. After a couple minutes I hear them raise their voices and I have to concentrate on blocking it out. We’re watching an audio-restricted screen of Bucky when a girl enters. She was with Agent Ross earlier. Her blue hair is braided back and reaches just past her jaw. I recognize her. She was in SHIELD during the incident. She complimented my drawings. She presses a button and the audio is suddenly on. The doctor speaking to him is clearly German and I don’t like his tone. It’s almost condescending. When I phase out of focus on the screen, I hear the girl and Rogers theorising about him possibly being framed. “Of course he was framed!” I jump in, “I’ve been with him in Romania since we escaped. It was too risky to leave. You’d have to take him for an idiot to think that he’d risk being caught up in HYDRA again!” They all look shocked and I cross my arms. The power goes out and I jump up. “Fuck this, I’m getting him out of here,” I move to leave but the girl holds my arm. “Sub-level 5, East Wing,” I sprint off and hear Rogers behind me. When we finally reach it, it’s empty save for the either dead or unconscious bodies of guards. “He’s been switched. No way he would’ve done this,” I can’t hide the panic in my voice. “Help me…” The doctor who was evaluating him is laying on the ground and I immediately sense that he’s lying. No way he’d be left conscious if he’d been attacked too. Luckily Rogers catches on too and picks him up, slamming him into the now empty unit. Suddenly Sam, the guy with the wings, is attacked by Bucky. “Stop it!” He doesn’t hear me and continues attacking Sam. I move to block him. “Y/N, don’t! You can’t know what he’ll do to you,” I shrug off Rogers’ hand and continue on my path. When he sees me, he recognises me but hasn’t been programmed to follow my orders. I hold my hands up but he takes them both in one and starts fighting Rogers. “Stop it! You can’t do this! Stop!” I shout, almost in tears. I press my hands against his wrist and burn him just enough to let me go. He practically ignores it and continues fighting with Rogers. I start freaking out and back up to allow myself to release the pain. My entire body bursts into flames and I scream as the fire grows blue with intense heat. It doesn’t hurt me but I have the urge to hurt someone else. I close my eyes and ride it out, clenching my fists. When I’ve stopped I see the fake doctor start running up the stairs. By the time I can control my movement, Rogers climbs out of the elevator shaft and we sprint upstairs after them. Rogers follows Bucky to the roof and I quickly follow. We hit the roof right as he’s locked into the chopper and about to take off. “Stay here,” I debate for a moment about arguing but he’s already started running to catch the chopper. Rogers gets a good grip on it and is holding it to the ground but Bucky swerves the helicopter into the roof and the rotors start breaking off. I run towards it, hoping to get both of them out of there but when I reach them and the copter has stopped moving, Bucky’s started choking Rogers. I grip his arm but there’s no chance of me controlling his metal arm. We start going over and I manage to scream one word as we fall, “Sputnik!”

Part 8