《The Love of a Lazy Potato with Cheats- MCU FanFic》Episode 107- New Members
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T'Chaka sighed after hearing everything. “Frankly, I don’t want to believe you. But your strength, actions and the past history so far has shown me you are speaking the truth.”
T'Chaka stated before closing his eyes to think. After a while he opened them with a smile. “Very well. Wakanda will provide you assistance in the coming war.”
“Thank you, your highness. As for you T'Challa arrive in the Avenger facility tomorrow with your suit. I will give it the necessary upgrades before we put you through team training exercises.” I looked at T'Challa who nodded.
“It was nice meeting you both.” I said as I stood up with a smile.
“Join us for lunch.” T'Chaka offered.
“I am afraid I must decline your highness. A possible discord awaits the Avengers in few hours concerning the murder of Mr Stark’s parents’ murder, and I must be there to resolve it.” I shook the hands of T'Chaka and T'Challa.
T'Challa guided me out. “You can upgrade the vibranium armour?” He asked me.
“Easily.” I told him.
“Very well. I will see you tomorrow.” He told me as he shook my hands by the gates.
I went to Cleveland, Ohio where the book containing everything about Bucky and the other 5 winter soldiers were.
Without saying anything I knocked out Karpov and teleported him to the base, much to everyone’s confusion.
“Whoa, meat boy. Since when did we start kidnapping?” Tony stood up to check on the guy.
I stopped him as I tied Karpov up and gagged his mouth shut. “He is hydra. Wait for few minutes. I will explain everything. Don’t untie his mouth until I come back.” I warned before I teleported to the hydra Siberian Facility.
I spotted the 5 winter soldiers. Instead of killing them I injected a serum into each one of them to strip them of their power.
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I teleported each one of them back to the facility after tying them up. “More hydra. Once again don’t touch any of them until I am back with Bucky.” This time everyone was gathered there looking concerned.
“Wait David!” As I prepared to go Roger’s stopped me.
“Let me come. Bucky might not listen to you, but he might listen to me.” Rogers said.
“Rogers, I won’t hurt him. I will just teleport him here very quickly before he can even react.” I told him before I disappeared and reappeared in Bucharest, Romania, inside Bucky’s room.
Before Bucky could even react, I opened a portal under him, and he was sent towards where everyone was gathered.
I went in after him while he stood up prepared to fight everyone.
“Roger now might be a good time to talk to him.” Tony said as he pulled up his gauntlet from his watch.
“Bucky calm down. Do you remember me?” Rogers asked as he went towards Bucky.
“Yeah, you are Captain America. What do you need of me?” He asked still looking ready to fight.
“He is lying. He remembers everything about you and the past. He is just guilty about what he has done and fears what he might do.” I spoke up.
“What do you mean?” Rogers asked me.
I bought out the red book. Seeing the book Bucky ran towards me in anger while screaming. “Ahhh!”
However, before he could do anything he was stopped by Wanda. “Ahhh!” He screamed as he struggled.
“What is that, David?” Rogers asked in concern seeing Bucky going wild.
“His worst nightmare.” I said sadly before saying the words to control Bucky, while he deeply struggled.
“Товарный вагон.” I repeated the last 2 words and Bucky became quiet.
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“Release him, Wanda.” I told Wanda as I threw the book towards Bruce, he caught it before he began reading it.
As Wanda released him Bucky stood there looking straight ahead with emotionless eyes. “Soldier?” I spoke in Russian which Natasha translated for everyone.
“I am waiting for orders.” As Natasha translated everyone understood what was happening.
“Catch!” I threw a knife at him which he caught quickly.
“All of you just watch and don’t do anything. Especially you Rogers.” I warned everyone as I turned towards Bucky.
“Stab your heart in 3 seconds.” I spoke in Russian which Natasha translated quickly which worried everyone.
Everyone watched quietly. As soon as the 3 second mark hit, he brought the knife to his heart, however I stopped his hand using magic just before it went through his clothes.
Everyone could see him struggling very hard to push the knife through but could not.
“Stop and awaken.” I ordered to which he stopped trying to stab himself and woke up panting heavily while Rogers went to his side.
“As you can see, he has no control over himself. Hydra has messed his brain to control him once someone says the command words. He will do anything while not being aware of himself.
That is why he distanced from you Rogers. He is afraid if someone from hydra found him again and spoke the code, he will be sent to kill you again.” I explained to him.
“You didn’t have to go that far man! What if he stabbed himself?” Pietro questioned me.
“I had to go that far Pietro, because I had to make you all especially Tony understand that he is not in control himself.” I said as I looked towards him.
“Why me?” Tony asked in confusion.
“You see that man.” I pointed to Vasily Karpov.
“He was the one that used to control Bucky. His name is Vasily Karpov.” I pointed towards Karpov.
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