Atlas has been part of HYDRA for as long as he can remember. He has been tortured, experimented and tested on. He is no stranger to pain, it's normal.
Until one day HYDRA decides to team him up with Winter Soldier for a mission. That was HYDRAs firs...
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My neck throbbed, the blood that had started dripping again after the injury was reopened had dried around my neck.
My neck was out stretched as I gazed outside into the dark sky, my dark coloured wing was safely trapped around Soldat to keep him warm from the crispy wind so high up.
He had been acting awfully strange earlier. I had never heard him talk as much as he did. Or well, he kept mumbling about not remembering anything. Or feeling strange, as if he wasn't supposed to be there. How odd is that? I think whatever is in his blood system is dangerous for the mission, we still haven't gotten rid of those avengers.
And Soldat being in the state he is right now, is not good. I decided it is best if I take the lead from now on. Unless of course, he gets his sanity back without HYDRAs aid.
“no, don't... It's cold..” my glowing eyes flickered to his distressed form. He also had been talking quite a lot in his sleep.
The arrow that had recently been stuck in my neck was now laying next to him. I narrowed my eyes and looked closer. It looked awfully high tech, black and dull, to keep it from blinking in the sun.
My eyes widened when I realized there was small red blinking dot.
Two options, it was either a bomb or a tracker. Considering it hadn't blown my head from my shoulders, I strongly believed the arrow was also a tracker.
I pulled my wing back ahainst my body, letting the cool ait sneak closer to Winter Soldier. Soldat visibly curled more into himself, other than that he showed no signs of waking up.
I silently stood up, howering over the muscular man I stretched my neck over him, taking the arrow into my mouth as I kept an eye on him, trying not to wake him up. He wasn't that stable.
I turned my back at him, ready to fly out of the cage when I froze. My jaw fell open, the arrow nearly falling out from between my pointy teeth.
What was that?
I took a hesitant step outside, my eyes never leaving the sight before my very eyes. Low purr left my chest as I stared in wonder and awe. Was... Was the sky bleeding? The whole sky was a sea of red, yellow and orange. It looked as if the sky itself was burning in the most ficious flames and I couldn't help but wonder what would it feel like if I i'd let my wings carry me into the calm fire.
If that's how every sunrise looked like, I wished I could take piece of it and keep it with me so, when I'm sad, I could just look at that gorgeous play of nature and feel happy again.
