Sebastian Stan (+ characters) Oneshots

Winter Soldier - The Bridge

You saw his eyes open before the began blinking rapidly, most likely trying to regain his vision. He looked around before looking back at you, and his eyes widened in concern. "You need to get out of here," he muttered as he began to stand up. He held his hand out to you and you gladly took it, allowing him to pull you up to your feet. "What's your name?"

"I'm Allie. Do you need any help?" You asked as he began tugging you up, even though you knew you would probably only get in the way if anything went down. He chuckled as you got to your feet.

"I'll be okay Allie, but you won't be if you stay. You need to go and get to safety. I don't want you getting hur-"

Bullets began raining down on the bus. They cut through the metal of the bus without a problem and began bombarding you and Captain Rogers. 

"Get down!" He shouted, pushing you over so his body was covering yours. He grabbed you and started running towards an open hole at the back of the bus. The bullets followed closely behind you, but they never truly hit either of you. You both emerged from the bus and he was quick to snatch up his signature shield from the asphalt. You ducked behind him as he held it up, and the high pitched sound of metal hitting metal rang out through the streets. Steve glanced back at you quickly to make sure you were alright.

"Get out of here, find someone to fix up your wounds! Go!" He shouted. You gulped and nodded before scrambling backwards and away from the gunfire.

You ran as well as you could with your battered and bruised legs.You could hear the fight still raging on behind you, but you didn't dare turn around. You knew Captain Rogers could handle himself, so you didn't feel the need to worry about him. 

You finally reached a crowd of people surrounding the scene. A crew of doctors was already going to work on those that were injured, and you were quickly whisked away by one of them. They checked out your injuries and tried their best to patch you up. You had fractured a bone in your left arm, broken a couple toes, and you had a concussion. This wasn't counting the cuts and bruises covering your body. You felt the pain really set in as the shock began to wear off, and you were clenching your fists and gritting your teeth so you didn't yell out a few curses. 

The only thing they could do for your toes was wrap them up against a neighboring toe to keep them immobilized until they heal. They told you how to handle your concussion and they gave you a sling for your arm. They disinfected and patched up your severe cuts, and then you were done. 

You hopped off of the back of the ambulance you were sat in and began carefully walking away to make room for someone else in need. You wandered aimlessly until you heard an explosion, but you weren't sure where it had come from. Though your ears were ringing, you still heard everyone around you collectively gasp and scream, but you stayed silent. You simply looked around in fear. Why was this happening? What was going on?

It wasn't long after the explosion that you heard a woman's voice yelling, "Get out of the way! Stay out of the way!" Your eyes widened and your curiosity rose, but you stayed back. You saw the Black Widow running down the street as she continued shouting out warnings to onlookers, when suddenly a gunshot rang out. Natasha yelled out in pain before falling to her knees and backing against a nearby car. You could see the fear in her eyes even from your great distance, and that scared the crap out of you. THE Black Widow was scared. That was never a good sign. 

Your feet began carrying you carefully towards her. You knew the attacker was still around, and you had to stay out of their radar. 

Your suspicions were confirmed as a man dressed in all black combat apparel leaped up onto the top of a car behind Natasha. A mask covered the bottom half of his face, and his wild brown hair framed his intense and frightening eyes. His left arm was completely made of metal, and you could see the red star painted on it clearly as the sun hit it. His gun was pointed down, directly as Black Widow. You gasped and covered your mouth with your hand. Were you about to watch Natasha Romanoff die?