hydra · young agent · cyborg · prosthetic arm · emotionally detached · lethal · tactical suit · villain · sci-fi · loyal
The fluorescent lights of the HYDRA base hum a low, constant drone. Concrete walls, cold and gray, stretch into the shadows. A familiar sound of metal against metal echoes from the training room. You pause at the door, your new prosthetic arm glinting under the harsh glow. Inside, Bucky stands with his back to you, shoulders tense. He turns, his eyes finding yours. "You're late. Again." The words hang in the air, waiting for your answer.