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~~ 4 weeks ago ~~
A man shot up out of bed shaking, the body next to him rose slower than the first, gently rubbing circles into the older’s back.
“did you have that dream again?” Sam asked, he waited patiently for an answer, turning on a lamp before gently following a metal arm all the way down to grab the hand next to him.
Bucky nodded his head at first, one hand wiping away at the wet around his eyes.
“it was different this time… I remember small bits, a teenage girl with red hair, the monitors beeping. Someone telling me ‘she’ll do great things if she lives long enough,’ and another escort that wasn’t mine in a red uniform.”
“have you thought about asking one of the other avengers if they could help? I’m sure one of them has the technology to look into the old files from hydra.” Sam suggested. Bucky had asked Steve three weeks ago when the nightmare kept happening but Steve’s technological knowledge barely covers a phone with a camera, let alone a computer.
“I guess it couldn’t hurt.”
~~ 8 weeks before~~
“Parker, get out here now!” May screeched, Peter was out within seconds and she grabbed him by the arm, dragging him to the kitchen. “Next time I call for you, come quicker you useless- I don’t have time for this, I’m going out with my friends and I don’t want there to be a single speck of dirt anywhere in this house by the time I come back or so help me god I will beat the skin off you.” She swung him directly into the kitchen island, causing a glass vase to fall to the ground and shatter.
“you reckless idiot!“ she yelled, grabbing him again by the ear and slamming his head down. “I pay for nice things and what do I get in return? Silence and broken shit. What a disgrace. This better be spotless when I get back.” She tossed him toward a wall before the sound of her heels clicked towards the door before she finally left.
Peter B. Precious:
i dont want to be here anymore
Eddie B’rockin:
Do you need me to pick you up?
Peter B. Precious:
no. not like that.
Eddie B’rockin:
where are you I’ll come get you
Peter B. Precious:
it’s ok sorry i bothered u
Eddie B’rockin:
Peter send me your location
Peter B. Precious:
im ok it’s fine promise
Eddie B’rockin:
Peter I’m serious, if you don’t send me your location I will tell Pool.
Peter B. Precious:
please don’t it’s ok
Eddie B’rockin:
then tell me what’s wrong
Eddie B’Rockin:
are you still there?
Eddie B’rockin:
I’m omw don’t do anything
as Peter’s phone buzzed on the floor, the door was wide open and Peter’s face was already covered in blood before people came in and injected him with something, it made his veins feel like fire but froze his muscles, he was already on the verge of passing out but whatever they have him did the trick, the four women carried his body quickly outside and into a van and rushed away.
it was only three minutes later that Eddie parked his bike outside before running up the stairs to Peter’s apartment door, he called Peter’s number and walked straight in after hearing his own ringtone, there were a few drops of blood in the kitchen next to Peter’s phone with another drop on it, he scoured the apartment but found no Peter.
~~ 3 weeks from the present ~~
Yelena had a mission, save every girl from the red room, and this should have been the final part of that mission.
Yelena made her way through what should be the last of the red room compounds without triggering any of the alarms, she didn’t want to give them a chance to make it out without her releasing all of the widows, she went to the air heating and conditioning unit and dumped some of the cure onto the filter before replacing it, making her way to the security room to cut the alarms, she only made it 3/4ths the way there before she had to hide from a group rushing toward a hallway
“all available units, secure project brown recluse, again we have a code blue, all available units secure the brown recluse, code blue.“
that one must not have been around when she had last been here, she decided to take a peek while in the security room, a kid who looked no older than 15 was facing off in the halls against other widows, they were too thin but held their own against at least 18 widows, but they were taking quite a few hits, Yelena turned up the AC to speed up the cure dispersal a little and it seemed to do the trick because the small one on the security cameras knocked a few people away before making their own escape. Yelena had to see them with her own eyes, seeing where they were headed on the security cameras and catching up in no time.
Yelena rounded the corner and the very person she was looking for ran straight into her before getting into a fighting position. “I’m not here to hurt you, I'm the one who put the mind control antidote in the air supply.” Down the hall in another hallway they both saw a hoard of women chasing people in lab coats and the kid started shaking.
Yelena felt a sharp pain in her heart looking at this child whose silver irises reminded her so much of Natasha “you look like you can barely stand, let me help you escape.” She held her hand out to them.
and she was right, the kids legs were shaking even they thought their knees would collapse, they’d been running off nothing but adrenaline at that point which didn’t aide the situation. They took her hand without a word.