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    Even the strongest personalities, when subjected to great physical, emotional, and sexual abuses, can splinter, or dissociate.

    Bucky Barnes lives a nightmare after falling from a train and being recovered by Hydra. His mind deals with the trauma by splintering into the soldier, the prisoner, the patriot, and the assassin.

    Years later, they team up to save Steve Rogers.

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    Woow
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  18. 18 Aug 2019

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    Interesting take on Bucko's 70 years

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  21. 07 Aug 2019

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    There are four versions of him inside his head. Bucky the original. Axel the German from when the Nazi Hydra guys had them. Yasha the Communist dream from the Soviet days. And the Asset.

    When Bucky isn’t perched and primed above Steve’s apartment, they spend most of their time tracking Hydra. He hates having to leave Steve and trust that he’ll be okay for a few hours, and he tries to time it so that they do must of their Hydra-clearing while Steve has guests over.

    Their approach to wiping out the remnants of Hydra in DC isn’t so much ‘divide and conquer’ as it is ‘do what Axel says.’ Axel is the only one of them patient enough to spend hours sifting through the information on the internet to cross-reference bases and aliases and informants. He’s also very comfortable with designating.

    Bucky picks a few pockets to provide Axel with a fistful of bills, and while he thinks that three grand is enough to set up a permanent base of operations, all it gets them is a flat, silver computer.

    Bucky knows computers – they’ve been part of Department X and Hydra for many years, and while he’s never used one, he’s probably one of the few living authorities on the way their designs and functions have changed over the years. He’s seen them go from taking up entire rooms to fitting in the palm of a white-coat’s hand, and he knows that they can access swaths of information at the tap of a key.

    But he has no desire to learn; Axel takes on the responsibility of learning about the internet and Wi-Fi and dropping pins and everything else necessary to access the lump sum of Hydra data that can lead them to the people who want to hurt Steve.

    The asset knows some of Hydra’s codes, and he helps filter the information. SHIELD and other law enforcement agencies have cleaned out some of the pockets, but Hydra has always operated with multiple layers of trust.

    They find a small contingent of agents hiding in a factory that used to make supplies for the war and has since been repurposed to make tiny figurines of horses. Bucky can’t imagine there’s this much demand for these ugly things, but he’s marked by poverty; he can’t see the purpose in keeping nonfunctional tchotchke around, unless it makes Steve smile.

    The asset shoots four agents and stacks the bodies for Bucky to take care of. Three of their faces (what’s left of them, anyway) don’t appear to know that death is even upon them, but the fourth agent had clearly seen the asset. He reaches for his weapon in death, and Bucky takes some pleasure in disarming him before throwing all four bodies into the incinerator.

    It’s slow going with the metal arm whirring helplessly at his side, rigid and jolting tiny shivers of pain down his side and back, but he takes care of the bodies because it’s his turn.

    Then they make camp in the factory, reading the layer of dust over the machines and the hidden Hydra control room to mean that this wasn’t exactly a regularly assigned post.

    Yasha stockpiles a stack of water bottles, canned foods, and painkillers practically out of thin air, and they try their best to establish a regular eating schedule. They’ve never been responsible for this before, and it’s always impossible to know who’s going to be on top a few hours or days from now, but they try to eat at ten AM and ten PM. They go through water more quickly than they should, and, though they don’t talk about it, they’re pretty much eating the Motrin in handfuls.

    And that’s how they eke out shelter for sleeping and research. It’s not that hard; another thing they don’t talk about is how they would have been just as capable of this ten or twenty or even thirty years ago.

    But they never seriously tried. With all of the guards and devices and restraints at their disposal, Department X’s greatest weapon may well have been their ability to plant and nurture apathy.

    It takes a common purpose, like Steve, to get all their pistons running.

    But when they do, they’re very effective

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