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 Natasha Romanova & Bucky Barnes
That was the first time they saw the cracks in their conditioning. So I was “Put away” between missions. Like Christmas decorations stashed in the attic. I continued as their killing machine… and the real me was kept locked away in my head for decades.. until Cap fixed me.. and all the horrors I committed came rushing back like a tsunami. I might have put a bullet in my brain to quiet the ghosts.. if not for Natasha.