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tell the world i'm still alive;
Months of searching had lead to infinite dead ends and false hopes and being so close yet so far away. Months of searching had, in short, led to nothing, led him right back to where he started. While he had no life in particular that he was interrupting with his searches, Sam did, and it took some insistence to make his friend return home, back to D.C., where he belonged. Steve, on the other hand, belonged nowhere besides in the mission. And that was what he was doing now.
If he couldn't find Bucky, then he'd keep up an entirely different promise. It was one he'd made years ago in the wake of his friend's death: he would take HYDRA down, piece by piece, eliminate them all until he'd cauterized the stubs where he'd chopped the beast's heads so no more would grow in their place. He faced this new mission with caution but determination and passion--he was doing this for Bucky, Howard, even Natasha. It seemed impossible, daunting even, but he could do anything if he put his mind to it.
Maybe it was the idealist in him. But he was taking HYDRA down from the bottom up, and that meant starting from where he was. Espionage had never been his forte, but he didn't need it, using the resources he had--Sharon, Hill at times, but namely Sharon--to do what he needed to do. HYDRA's data had leaked all into SHIELD's system, trickled down to where it was easily accessible. Natasha had been thorough in leaking everything to the internet, thorough as always, and he started from what was available to him. A few bases taken down left him feeling accomplished but still empty, still wanting more. Vengeance was not a motivation as much as it was his effort to get rid of the evil that had almost destroyed the lives of millions.
On this particular night, he was going off a tip of Brock Rumlow's locations fed to him by Sharon from her position in the CIA. It was merely an investigation into a building that was under construction, but he still brought the shield regardless, in case anything would indeed happen. He didn't throw caution into the wind.
The housing complex was empty, for the most part--there were a few homeless stragglers on the outside, but he ignored them as he ascended the stairs, carefully investigating the inside of the house. Tonight, he wasn't here to fight--he was here to check his leads. It was because of that that an exit strategy was planned as he mapped the place with his eyes, though nothing seemed to be coming up.
Footsteps quiet, he ascended the last staircase, feeling the gun in the holster on his hip seemingly weighing a little more than it had moments ago. The slightest yellow light seeped from under a door by the end of the hallway, and that was where he headed, quiet as ever. Peeing into the rooms in the hall made it clear that there were indeed previous inhabitants, but they'd left before he could come.
Damn.
Taking the gun out of its holster, he opened the door to the room at the end of the hall with some caution, careful to position himself so it would be easy to grab the shield on his back and shield himself behind it. There was a window by the door anyways, and he would not hesitate to launch himself out of it if need be, though he didn't want to fight.
However, he found that the room was vacant, and he would've thought it was empty were it not for the glint of metal in the shadows. The room was only illuminated by the slightest candle light, but it was dying out, smoking up.
But Steve knew.
"Bucky?"
bitchingmohawk replied to your post: anonymous asked:Singer didn't wri...
lmfao it was a holocaust analogy kitty was very specifically the lead because she was a young jewish female mutant and was working with fuckin erik in the past who had already been in one camp in his life good grief anon
This is the fucking point, they were putting mutants in fucking work camps and it was a VERY obvious holocaust analogy and instead it turned into something cheap and common and "da machines dey went bad and now we're all dyin it's like da matrix"
cxclops replied to your post: anonymous asked:Singer didn't wri...
[ I don’t even know that much about classic X-Men and I know that. Woah there anons someone needs to check their facts.]
seriously, how does anyone not know that?
sergeantjamesbarnes replied to your post: anonymous asked:Singer didn't wri...
//IF HE HAD CHANGED IT TO LET A GIRL BE THE LEAD// i can’t
Seriously. They KNOW i like comics, so you'd think they'd at least GOOGLE this shit before accusing me of not knowing-- wait it's probably a dude thinking i'm a fake geek girl
sergeantjamesbarnes has some of the best knowledge of Bucky that I've seen and her headcanons are great, not to mention that she's a fantastic writer and I always look forward to seeing her posts on my dash.
gonna need to start following courtney's rp blog tO KNOW WHEN THE FRICK SHE'S ONLINE