advanced: (winter soldier)

cw: mind control, death, blood

[personal profile] advanced 2017-10-25 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
There was blood all over his hand, it stained the shining metal into dullness, and he had looked at it now for hours. Blood was nothing new. He was the Soldier, he was HYDRA's greatest Asset and he had come to the forefront in the past few years. Since they had risen from the ashes of SHIELD and formed the new world order, taking over governments and royal families alike in a single bloody coup, they had not kept him on ice often. He was their symbol.

Like the man with the shield was the symbol for the resistance.

Not much of a resistance. Most people didn't want to be made an example of, most people feared a visit from the Soldier, or to return home and find that HYDRA agents had taken their children while they worked. Most people knuckled under the new regime, kept their heads down, and tried to block out the cries of their neighbours when they were targeted.

But there had been a resistance. No longer. The last member, the only one left alive for months now, was finally dead at his feet. Once blond hair matted with brain matter and blood from where the final blow had caved in his skull, shield discarded a few feet away. The Soldier knew that he was supposed to return to base once the mission was complete, but he couldn't seem to move. He was transfixed by the sight of the blood on his hand, malfunctioning down to his core.

He sat like that for hours, perhaps days, until they came for him.

He knew his role, he did not resist when they pulled him bodily from the scene and into the back of the waiting van, he did not fight when they strapped him back into the machine, he welcomed the pain and the blankness that would follow. He could be a good weapon now, there was nothing else stood in his way.

Hail HYDRA.