How the Good and the Villain Saved Each Other

Loki hid in a corner of the room, quietly watching the upright Captain America massage his crush, his eyes wandered between the professional masseur and the hormone dispenser lying on the bed, and occasionally focused on it Captain America’s obviously swollen crotch—dimmed lights, intoxicating aromatherapy, the body of his sweetheart, and occasional seductive moaning, how did their venerable American spirit resist pounce on it? ?

Maybe he should pick up the trade too, and practice it on Tony now and then, as another flirt with each other.

But please don’t get me wrong that the great evil god has a penchant for spying on other people’s intimacy (if this pure massage rehabilitation is considered intimacy), he is only here to fulfill his previous promise-to help Captain America’s Bucky get a good night’s sleep.

The fighting instinct of the Winter Soldier is very strong. On the first night, Loki sneaked into the bedroom when he was half asleep. Although he was invisible because of his invisibility, it aroused the high alertness of the opponent, so that the Winter Soldier didn't even close his eyes in the middle of the night. Instead, he sat on a chair with a saber in his hand until dawn, and had breakfast with Steve Rogers the next day with two huge dark circles under his eyes. As expected, the latter ran over to Loki after the meal and started nagging.

Therefore, Loki had to choose to enter the bedroom when the Winter Soldier began to massage before going to bed, so that the other party could gradually adapt to his existence in a relaxed state. In this way, even if Steve left, the Winter Soldier would not be able to notice There was another person in the house.

Loki stroked his chin and looked up and down again at the Winter Soldier lying on the bed. He was squinting his eyes to enjoy the meticulous service of Captain America, with his arms around the pillow, his brown hair similar to Tony's was hanging down his face, and he was as cute as a stranger. child of the world.Based on the observations in recent days and the information Steve gave him, Loki carefully recalled the expressions, movements and behavior patterns of the Winter Soldier in the road video, and it is almost certain that he should also be under the control of Hydra at that time. , without independent personality and self-awareness, at most he was just a killing machine, which made him more or less relieve his hostility and disgust towards this poor man.

And when he really entered the dream of the Winter Soldier, the remaining hostility and disgust disappeared with pity.

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It was the desert again, and Loki looked up at the sun above his head and the air distorted by the heat around him, and couldn't help but think of Tony's dream.He sighed, narrowed his eyes resignedly and searched around, and finally found the Winter Soldier on a sand dune—the top killer buried himself in the sand, if it wasn't for the reflection of the goggles, the evil god would probably have to The whole desert turned upside down to find him.

In the distance, the yellow sand began to stir, and four khaki military jeeps roared towards them. Golden smoke and dust rose rapidly, forming an extremely conspicuous trajectory.The Winter Soldier remained motionless, but Loki knew he was ready.

But at this moment, a terrible thing happened. A huge sand snake with a bowl-sized mouth suddenly swam out of the sand behind the Winter Soldier. wrapped around his body.

At first, the killer who was perfectly hidden remained motionless, stubbornly refusing to give up the mission, until the pain of suffocation made his whole body twitch uncontrollably, and then rolled all the way down the sand dunes.His face was extremely distorted by pain, his green eyes, which were as beautiful as Loki's, bulged outwards, and the huge sand snake was getting tighter and tighter, almost embed its body in the flesh and blood of the Winter Soldier.

Rocky has seen real sand snakes. They are usually small in size and non-toxic, posing no threat to humans. During the day, they bury themselves in sand more than ten centimeters deep to avoid the heat, and only go out to hunt when the temperature drops in the evening .But dreams are illogical, not to mention that the owner of the dream is so eager to torture himself to death.

Loki sighed, and his figure slowly emerged from the void of the dream.He stepped forward, grabbed Sand Snake by the neck, and chopped off the ugly head with a flash of the knife.

Red blood sprayed out from the cut, splashing the Winter Soldier's face, he raised his head to look at Loki blankly, the snake wrapped around his body disappeared due to the imaginary disappearance.

"The tendency to self-destruct is quite serious." The evil god tilted his head and looked at the panting Winter Soldier. "Yesterday he was drowned, the day before yesterday he was burned to death, the day before yesterday he was bombed to death, and today he died in Shekou. You have a good imagination. Why not try to publish a novel?"

It was like this for three days in a row, memory and longing were entangled, and the assassination missions carried out by the Winter Soldier were reproduced in the form of dreams, and the ending without exception was that the original hunter died due to various accidents——Winter Bing's guilt and remorse saved the innocent lives by manipulating the dream to kill himself.

"Why did you save me?" Bucky asked Loki in the dream. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, but his appearance was so serious that it was scary, like a high-ranking judge who pronounced the death sentence in a meticulous manner, "You shouldn't Save me, I have no value in continuing to exist, I am of no use to this world, only misfortune and destruction."

Loki suddenly felt a strong sense of sympathy. The moment his father said "No" to him, his world collapsed. Meaning, the determination to die urged him to let go, allowing himself to fall from the rainbow bridge into the endless darkness.

"This is just your imagination, cutie," Loki smiled, stretched out his hand and squeezed the other's chin, "You are not useless to this world, but you haven't discovered it yet. Remember, never give up too early , or you'll miss out on the best things in life."

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After Loki relieved the dreams of the Winter Soldier for two weeks, the other party's suicidal tendencies were finally curbed, and he began to unconsciously use dreams to sort out the broken memories.

This is a way for the brain to repair itself, and Rocky is naturally happy to see it, and the bean sprouts version of Steve and the girlish Natasha are not what you can see in the real world-their coquettish beauties The agent actually had a relationship with Captain America's crush. The next second after learning of this shocking news, Loki couldn't wait to rush into Tony's laboratory, ignoring the other party's "what are you doing, my superconducting quantum The ability field research is progressing to a critical step" howled, grabbing his shoulder to tell the whole story about this bizarre love triangle.

"You must know that it is immoral to spy on other people's secrets." After listening to the gossip shared by Loki with relish, the little scientist completely gave up the experiment, and rubbed his chin to make a serious evaluation.

"In a way, I'm the Winter Soldier's psychiatrist. I have to master its secrets to treat him." Loki replied brazenly, he can always find a suitable reason for the bad things he does.

"It's true to say that," Tony pouted, "but you must keep it secret. There is such a rule in the professional code of psychologists."

"So, your moral sense does not allow you to listen to me tell how Captain America was beaten by those street bullies in the alley before the serum injection?" Loki raised his eyebrows.

Tony's eyes lit up.

"My moral sense doesn't allow it," he sighed pretendingly, "but my curiosity is waiting to be fed, waiting for your selfless feeding." Peeping is a desire that everyone has, and it doesn't hurt to indulge it a little Bar.

Except for memory projection, most of the Winter Soldier's dreams are just darkness. Loki guesses that this should be his memory of the frozen warehouse, because every time he has this kind of dream, the cold killer will shiver and curl up on the bed. , like a cub that was cruelly thrown into the arctic sea of ​​ice.At this time, the evil god will kindly adjust the indoor temperature for him, and slide into the dark dreamland, find the Winter Soldier who is also shivering from the cold, and hold him in his arms.

"This was originally the treatment I only had when I kissed Honey," he muttered as he stroked the soft long hair of the other party, "Although you are unlikely to remember what happened in your dream after waking up, I still want to remind you—— Don't tell Tony that I'm your cuddly bear, or we'll both be unlucky."

The large child was still silent, just arched Loki's neck with his head, changed to a more comfortable position, and tried to embed himself into the embrace of the evil god.

"If only you hadn't killed Tony's father, Howard," the green-eyed deity sighed. This guy is actually quite cute, and it would be a perfect pet to keep. "If he knows the truth, he will definitely kill you." Cut eight pieces, and then your Steve will definitely risk his life to help you, and of course I have to help my sweetheart, the alliance is a mess, the government will definitely see the opportunity to divide us and profit from it, think about it It's just a headache."

At this time, the Winter Soldier, who had gradually calmed down, suddenly became restless again, his breathing became obviously rapid, and his hands and feet were also twitching slightly.Just when Loki was surprised by this inexplicable change, a hole was broken in the monotonous darkness, the Winter Soldier in his arms disappeared, and the dream began to distort. Soon, a long street appeared in front of Loki.

This is a very ordinary street. There are a few old-fashioned cars parked sparsely on both sides of the road. It seems to be the style of the 70s and [-]s in the United States. Occasionally, three or two pedestrians in their coats hurried past with blank expressions. A middle-aged man leaned down, picked up half a cigarette butt from the ground, lit it in his mouth, and took a deep breath in satisfaction.

Loki looked around for a while, and found the owner of the dream at the corner of the street. He was walking forward against the cold wind, looking very tired, with sunken eye sockets, unshaven beard, and only a thin long windbreaker on his body. A dirty hat hid most of his face, and the only company he had were old newspapers swirling past him.Loki was unsure of the situation for a while, so he still hid his figure in the wind and quietly followed behind him.

After walking for a while, they stopped in front of an inconspicuous three-story villa. The Winter Soldier stood there blankly for a while, then silently huddled himself into a corner by the stairs, as if waiting for someone.

The meaningless time in the dream always flows very quickly. Soon, two men came out of the villa one after the other. One of them was wearing a valuable woolen coat. He turned his head and smiled while talking to the other. The tall man was talking.

The Winter Soldier stared unblinkingly at the short man until he turned his head—

Howard Stark!Loki's pupils shrunk. It's not that he never thought that he would see Tony's father in the Winter Soldier's dream. After all, the former killer has a strong sense of guilt, and he may torture himself by retracing the killing process in his dream. But I didn't expect it to be in this situation.

Is this just a dream or a memory?Loki is a little uncertain. According to the information provided by Rogers, the Winter Soldier will be frozen every time he completes his mission. If the information is reliable, he is unlikely to have an intersection with Howard; but the scene in front of him is so real that even The faces of every passer-by are clear and changeable, and it is impossible for the imagined dreams to reach such a fine level.

The Winter Soldier apparently recognized Howard too, and he jumped up, reaching out and grabbing his arm.

"I know you," he said, "Howard Stark, I know you."

"But I don't know you man, I don't take any responsibility for America's recession, whoever made them have to fight the goddamn Vietnam war is a thankless thing. If you people want to protest, go to the door of the White House Please trouble Nixon." Howard was taken aback at first, and then impatiently shook his arms to break free from the Winter Soldier's grip, but in vain, he had to call his companions: "Jarvis, do me a favor, this guy So much strength—"

Nixon?Rocky secretly calculated in his heart, he looked around again, and came to a conclusion—this should be the early stage of the Great Depression in the United States, around 1973.

"Where's Steve?" the Winter Soldier asked eagerly, obviously not understanding Howard's gibberish. "I went to Brooklyn, but he wasn't home."

"Brooklyn?" Howard was slightly taken aback. "You mean Steve Rogers, Captain America? Are you—"

He stopped abruptly, because during the tugging, the Winter Soldier's hat fell off, revealing his pale face.

"Holycrap, Sergeant Barnes! You're not—how—you—" Howard stared at the Winter Soldier tongue-tied, as if suddenly seeing a ghost walking in the world.

At this moment, the door behind him opened, and a black-haired woman came out of it. She looked to be in her 40s, wearing a smart suit, her hair was elegantly tied into a bun behind her head, and her beauty had not been damaged by the years. The wrinkles around the eyes and mouth add an alternative charm.

"We can go," she said as she lowered her head and locked the door. When she turned around, she realized that something was wrong. "What's going on, who is this person?"

"Ms. Carter, you'd never imagine it," said Howard in a sleepwalking voice, clearly still in shock, "I don't know what happened, but he's James Buchanan Barnes, Captain America's best friend who's been dead for years, and he's still alive, and he doesn't look like he's aged at all."

The beauty called "Carter" was far calmer than Howard. She just froze for a moment, and then boldly grabbed the Winter Soldier's wrist, calling his name softly, trying to get the other's attention so that he could see It became clearer, but unexpectedly discovered from the cold touch that it was a metal arm that should never appear on a human body.

"My God, what happened to you?" She covered her mouth in surprise, ignoring Stark who kept muttering "Damn, what the hell is going on", holding the Winter Soldier pitifully face, "Sergeant, look at me, Sergeant, are you okay?"

"Steve, I want to see Steve—" the Winter Soldier murmured and repeated, his green eyes were wide open and round, his pupils flared slightly but were out of focus, and now anyone could notice his abnormality.

The pain flickered across Ms. Carter's face, and she patted the Winter Soldier on the cheek, trying to wake him up in this way: "Do you still recognize me, Sergeant Barnes?"

The Winter Soldier's eyes finally focused on her face, but she was still confused. Ms. Carter had to repeat the previous question again.

"I—I don't know," answered the poor man, sounding terribly upset, "I suppose I should know you, but I don't know who you are."

Carter took a deep breath and looked at Howard.

"Jarvis, please inform Mr. Kane that Howard and I can't visit today. You can make up the reason." She ordered, and the tall man who had been standing beside Howard nodded and quickly Jumping into a car parked outside the villa, the remaining two joined forces to bring the Winter Soldier into the villa.

Loki followed in without hesitation. Now, he was almost sure that this was a real memory, and his intuition told him that there was a terrible secret hidden here.

"Come on, take off your clothes, I have to see that arm of yours." Howard said to the Winter Soldier who sat obediently in the chair, and began to pull the other's clothes, while the latter looked like an offended territory The male lion let out a low roar from its throat, which directly scared the genius scientist back a step.

"Don't be so fierce," he curled his lips, this action really resembles Tony, "You must know that we have slept in the same bed before."

"What?" Ms. Carter, who was leaning over to appease the Winter Soldier, raised her eyebrows, "Should I tell Maria not to be wary of those dazzling beauties, because handsome men are also hunting for Playboy Stark? within range."

"Don't get me wrong, dear Paige, I was just drunk that night and had to condescend to sleep with James, and Steve was there, and you should believe that he is not the type to have a threesome with friends." Howard explained casually, then looked at the Winter Soldier who was still on alert: "Hey, James, listen to me-you can trust us, we are your friends and Steve's friends, I didn't know you were How did you survive, and why didn't you grow old, but no matter what happens, I'll do my best to help you, okay?"

"Steve? I remember Steve—" A smile flashed across the pale face of the Winter Soldier, his green eyes shone like lit candles, his tense muscles gradually relaxed, and memories made him He stayed in a daze with a strange joy, and seemed to have completely forgotten that there were two people around him.

"Help me, Paige," Howard seized the opportunity to reach out and start unbuttoning the Winter Soldier's trench coat, "You know I've never been good at undressing men."

Ms. Carter rolled her eyes, but she still walked forward to take off the Winter Soldier's belt as she said: "You actually asked a lady to do such a thing, how is your gentlemanly demeanor?"

The two talked to each other, but the movements of their hands were quite neat. The windbreaker was quickly taken off, and the black close-fitting combat uniform hidden under it was undoubtedly exposed, as well as the various clothes hanging on it. Weapons: sabers, grappling hooks, small pistols, grenades, and some dangerous items that Loki can't name.

"Why do you carry so many weapons with you?" Ms. Carter gasped, but the Winter Soldier's answer was unusually calm.

"For a mission," he said, as aboveboard as if he were going to a picnic with a straw basket.

"What task?" Ms. Carter asked, her gentle and beautiful face instantly solidified into iron, obviously aware that things are going in a worse and worse direction, as expected——

"Clear target US Senator Harry Berkson."

The cold voice made Howard shudder slightly, and made Carter's face even more ashen.

"Who issued the order?" She bit her lip and asked this sentence word by word.

"commander."

"Who is the commander?"

"I do not know."

Ms. Carter took a deep breath.

"We need to get James checked out as soon as possible," she said, turning sharply to Howard, her honey brown eyes almost breathing fire. "His memory is incomplete, and someone who seizes on this to control him and use him is something I will not tolerate." This happened to a World War II veteran."

"—Especially that person is Captain America's best friend." Howard added blankly, the aura around the mechanical arm that looked closely at the Winter Soldier turned out to be somewhat frightening. Tony is exactly the same. They always face the world with cynical and hippie smiles. They seldom take someone or something seriously, but once they are serious, they will have a powerful deterrent effect and make people feel awe.

Loki stared at Howard for a long time. This man should be 50 years old, and he still miraculously retains a trace of childishness. Tony, too, is a man in his forties, and his behavior and even his way of thinking are sometimes cutely childish.

They are so alike, is this always the case between father and son?Loki was fascinated, and couldn't help comparing Odin and Thor.It is true that the Protoss father and son have the same tall and muscular body and the same masculine and handsome face, but they have completely different insides. In terms of ruthlessness and scheming, Loki is more like the father and son of the father of the gods.

"Although it has been upgraded, I can confirm that this is British technology from the 50s," Howard concluded after a preliminary inspection, "American intelligence personnel once stole a copy of "Advanced Robot Circuit Diagram" from MI[-] , the design of the mechanical arm above is similar to this one, what is the problem between the British and our Senate?"

"It's too early to draw conclusions," Ms. Carter shook her head, and said cautiously, "Since the United States can steal that information, so can other countries." She stroked the red star on the Winter Soldier's arm with her finger , "It looks more like the Soviet style, and they are more keen to mess with us than the British."

At this time, the Winter Soldier's stomach growled suddenly, interrupting their contemplation. Ms. Carter smiled softly and helplessly, turned around and left the room, and soon came back with a plate of chicken.

"It's a bit cold, but I'm sure it tastes good," she said, handing the chicken to the Winter Soldier. "I remember you and Steve used to love this, right?"

The Winter Soldier blinked. He didn't smile, but his whole body exuded happiness.He carefully picked up the chicken with his fingers and put it in his mouth. His green eyes narrowed slightly, like a cat enjoying the winter sun.

The dream gradually blurred with the sound of chewing, and finally returned to darkness. Loki sighed and let himself slowly slide out of the Winter Soldier's thoughts.Food seemed to have a magical soothing power over the murder weapon, and even in dreams it could miraculously lull him into a more comfortable deep sleep.

Loki wanted to know what happened next.The result is no need to guess - the winter soldier's escape must have ended in failure. After all, he was still a puppet controlled by Hydra a month ago, but what kind of twists and turns did it have?As far as he knew, Howard Stark at that time had already established Stark Industries and S.H.I.E.L.D. Had snakes been so powerful in the 70s?