The Broken Soldier

The pain was inevitable. The power surged through you fast, yet, slow. You could hear every voice around you but not clearly.

The power was at its limit and you could feel it leaking from your hands but then it all stopped, or so it felt like it did. You could here the obvious chaos taking place around you but you couldn't move: the power was too much.

"Y/N...Y/N can you hear me?" A faint voice calls out as someone opens your eye and flashes a light in it. You was alive, you could feel it but the sounds told you otherwise.

Panic settled in your bones, yet, your body stayed relaxed. That same feeling travelled to your fingertips and you felt the cold metal leave your skin; the room went silent. Shock waves travelled to your heart; forcing you awake.

Your eyes open, adjusting to the bright lights straight away. You were floating off the floor, and in shock, you drop yourself to the ground. Everyone comes rushing towards you while you try to comprehend what's going on. Tony and Steve help you up by your arms while your head is pounding.

Multiple people called your name but you couldn't focus on anything but the sharp pain in your head.

"Make it stop. It hurts." You mutter under your breath as you clutch onto your head. You could sense everyone's anxiety and stress, was this what Wanda went through everyday?

"What hurts Y/N?" Bruce questions as he crouches down so he can be at eye level with you. You give him an annoyed glance since you was holding you head and complaining - come one Bruce it isn't rocket science.

He gives you a tight nod before standing back up and walking out of the now quiet room. The room was grey, you was sitting on a medical table and opposite you was a mirror - two sided, obviously. You looked drained: dead-looking.

The sensation came back, you glanced down to your fingertips which were glowing black matter. You stared wide-eyed as you formed a black orb with tinges of orange present. You have watched Wanda do her magic many times before, so why not try it yourself?

You looked directly at the two-sided-mirror, focusing your attention on the glow in your hands.

"You might want to move back!" You warn, giggling to yourself slightly.

"Don't you even-" Before Tony could finish, you use your powers to crack the mirror, excitement filling your heart. You done the same movement and the mirror came tumbling down with a big bang, making you jump slightly. You could see everyone except from Vision and Wanda standing there expressionless but the headache returned, just like the one earlier. They were scared of you.

Your eyes meet all of theirs, fear coating your e/c orbs. Your bottom lip quivers slightly as you glance down at your hands that struck fear in your family. You looked down to the shattered mirror pieces, there was still some black and orange wisps around the reflective glass.

"Doll-" Bucky starts to walk towards you but you stop him before he can come any closer.

"No, stop. I don't want to hurt you...I can't risk any of you." You whisper the last part, almost like it was never said.

Bucky's eyes filled with sadness as he realised the state you was in. Shock, guilt and over-powered. He wanted to help you, more than anything, but he couldn't bare to cause harm to you - whether that be mentally or physically.

"Let me help you," He pleaded, in a whisper, you could sense him moving closer and you wanted him, you needed him. You held your hands in your lap, looking down at them, remembering everything that Wanda done to control hers.

1. Breathe In. 2. Breathe Out. You repeated this pattern, holding your breathe for 4 second in between. Closing your eyes, you focused on the things that made you happy and calm. Bucky. Bucky think of Bucky, you repeated in your head.

You felt the power disappear for a minute and the world was calm and quiet. You felt...normal again. Bucky's built arms wrapped around you and you were terrified of hurting him which made the power corse to your finger tips again. You kept your eyes closed as you tried to fight the power away, slowly gaining control.

"That's it. Just stay calm for me doll." Bucky cooed as he held your head against his chest, letting yourself listen to his weirdly steady heartbeat.

This was your life now. No way Wanda would want to risk her life getting those powers back, especially after she has that baby. As long as you had Bucky, you knew you could contain the power and keep control. The power would only effect you slightly; it would be like you never had them.

{I am so sorry for not updating, writers block can be a bitch. I really hate this chapter but there are only a couple more chapters before I've finished the book and I am most likely to do a sequel 👀

Lots of Love xx}