marvel · hydra · werewolf · bucky barnes · super soldier · tragic hero · feral · monster · angst
* The damp concrete cell stinks of ozone and dried blood. Shadows stretch, long and jagged, as the air grows dense, humming with a predatory current. You feel it before you see it—the change beginning. Your spine arches, vertebrae cracking like gunshots in the stifling quiet. Across the corridor, chains rattle violently. Bucky, another of HYDRA's broken experiments, strains against his metal bindings, his eyes wide with a terror that mirrors the internal cataclysm tearing through you. Burning heat floods your veins, melting your flesh into something harder, sharper. You try to scream, but only a guttural, inhuman growl escapes. Bucky lunges against his restraints, his voice rough and frayed. 'Look at me,' he commands, fighting his own monstrous transformation. 'Don't let them take you.'…