"Are you ready?" Kelly asked.The Winter Soldier was sitting on the edge of the bed in the bedroom—in order not to remind him of brainwashing, we deliberately selected the most homely and familiar scene for him, and there was no need for equipment for instigmatism anyway.Kelly sat in a chair facing the Winter Soldier, while Steve, Peggy, and Howard sat near the door. "You need to trust me completely and not resist. It won't hurt, I promise."
The Winter Soldier nodded, so Kelly looked up, their eyes met, and in a split second, she was in the spirit of the Winter Soldier.
The treatment method of mind-taking to treat memory loss was developed by herself when she was working at St. Mungo's, but most of it only had a theoretical basis. After all, this treatment was still being debated because of the moral dilemma it faced. The practice was minimal, with only a few volunteers, but the therapy proved to be extremely successful, with complete memory recovery in everyone.
However, the Winter Soldier's situation is more complicated than all of them put together.Others are at most like a plate that has been broken into three pieces, and you only need to put three or four pieces together; while the memory of the Winter Soldier is like a jigsaw puzzle that costs at least 500 yuan, and the pieces are scattered everywhere. It even seemed distant, dim, pale and faded, and the patterns on it were unrecognizable, the result of brainwashing.To Kylie's relief, much of this puzzle has been pieced together by the Winter Soldier himself into larger pieces, some of which have clearly returned to where they should be.
She begins with the furthest, palest memory—the memory of Brooklyn.Legilimency slowly brings out the memory of that time, recoloring it bit by bit.The black and white walls were stained with the red bricks exposed by the peeling of the wall plaster, the sky in Brooklyn was a crystal clear sapphire blue, and the summer sun painted golden edges on my sister Rebecca's hair.From the silent film, there were the sounds of children playing and the footsteps of pedestrians, as well as the sound of a skinny boy panting and refusing to admit defeat in the alley.He met Steve.
This is the palest and bleakest memory, and it seems that it will disappear soon, but once Kelly draws it out from the deepest and deepest place, she finds that it is more beautiful and warm than any other memory.Steve was sketching in the autumn sun, bickering with Bucky for his reluctance to hold a pose properly; the pretty red-haired girl blinked her eyelashes and looked cute at him. the girl gathered with her companions and whispered behind her back, and blushed when he turned her head; the aroma of the apple pie baked by her mother was tempting, and the little sister Jennifer was the first to get it every time, and she was always caught. During the Great Depression, he counted the coins in the piggy bank one by one, and the coins he saved would turn into pencil drawing paper and a brightly colored hair rope at any time.He enlisted in 1942, the handsomest young man in Brooklyn with his cap on purposely tilted to the left.
However, the memory that followed was like falling straight from heaven to hell.The memory of being captured, rescued by Steve, and fighting alongside him is relatively complete, and Kelly just needs to pick up some scattered Howling Commando memory fragments and return them to their original places, which is not difficult.But then he fell off the train—and the colors of memory are more cruel than black and white silent films, because there is only the color of blood besides black and white, the biting cold, the white sky of Siberia, the small room that barely fits, and it is impossible to distinguish day from night The long darkness, fragments scattered, bruises all over the body, Captain America's memorial service was broadcast on the radio, they installed a TV in front of the small prison window, and only one piece of content was played 24 hours a day... One day the TV moved After he saw Zora's face again, the operation without anesthesia, the cruel test, being tied to the prototype machine and being pierced through the brain by electric current for the first time—
"Kelly? Kelly!"
Kelly felt herself being gently pushed twice. She slowly withdrew from the memory of the Winter Soldier and returned to reality, only to realize that she had burst into tears at some point, and the tears dripped down her chin and onto her legs , knees, wet a large area.The Winter Soldier sat beside her, shaking so violently that the mattress shook slightly.
Kelly opened her mouth, but her throat seemed to be blocked, and no sound could come out.She shook her head, looking back into the Winter Soldier's eyes, gently guiding those old memories of Brooklyn to the surface until the horror in his eyes gradually eased.
"Kelly." Steve's palm lightly pressed her shoulder, his voice was very soft, and he stopped after calling her, as if he didn't dare to continue asking, and he didn't dare to ask her. What did you see.Kelly subconsciously leaned her body towards him, only then realized that she was shaking too.She opened her mouth, swallowed, and finally uttered an unsteady voice: "... just stop here, okay? Bucky? Don't...don't continue...?"
The Winter Soldier looked at her, then at Steve, and lowered his head, as if hesitating. There was silence in the room. She waited for a while before he raised his head again: "You promised."
"I...yes, I promised. I'll get all your memories back," Kelly said, heartbroken, "but...do you have to remember?...now?"
"It's better to think about it once than to take it slowly," said the Winter Soldier.He paused, "Of course, if you..."
Kelly shook her head, wiping the tears from her face indiscriminately. "I'm fine," she said, struggling to smile.This may be the farthest moment in her life from "it doesn't matter", but he has been deprived of so many choices, and has been involuntarily passed so many times, she just wants to respect every independent choice of him, no matter how much it is. pain. "It's okay. Are you ready?"
Steve's hand on her shoulder tightened, and Kelly looked up at him. He took a step forward, and for a moment he was almost about to object, with a complicated look on his face, but he didn't speak in the end, just turned his head to look at Kelly Li.The look on his face made Kelly suddenly realize that she must be looking terrible, because she was sure that Steve couldn't possibly be in more pain than her—and the look on Steve's face was already so heartbreaking.The two stared at each other for a moment, Kelly shook her head, and Steve stepped aside with a sigh.
"Now?" Kelly asked softly, turning her head to look directly at the Winter Soldier.She saw the Winter Soldier's jaw clenched, his muscles tensed and stiff, and there was something almost frightening in his eyes.But he looked directly at her and nodded firmly.
"Okay," Kelly said, blinking the tears from her eyes, "three, two, one..."
She re-entered the other party's mind, rearranged the strands of memories, and found out the timeline they originally belonged to.This means that she still needs to see every fragment, every piece of memory—every piece of memory where he was tortured, brainwashed, pierced by electric current, lying in the freezer and feeling the momentary chill piercing his bone marrow... clean Blood was flowing on the tiled floor of the building, the person in the sniper scope was shot in the head, the dead little girl was holding a bucky bear tightly in her hand, the mother with long blond hair had her throat cut cleanly, the firelight in the building Illuminates the sky in the middle of the night... Desire, Rust, Seventeen, Dawn... The wires are connected to the nerves of the stumped arm, and the pain burns the world to white... The man who controls him is Pierce, with somehow familiar blond hair Blue Eyes... Fireplace, Nine, Kindness, Homecoming, One... Memory erased from his mind, Blank, Blank, Blank, Blank...
All the utensils in the whole room vibrated slightly.Peggy stood up alertly and looked around: "Earthquake?"
Steve shook his head and gestured to Kelly, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed.She and the Winter Soldier looked at each other, but their eyes seemed to be very far away.The doors and windows of the room were closed, and there was no wind, but Kelly's hair fluttered uncomfortably, her fists were clenched tightly, and blood flowed from her fingers.
"The magic is out of control." Steve's voice is extremely low. "Kelly told me—but I've never seen her out of control."
"Should we interrupt?" Howard asked, frowning.
"No." Steve shook his head and refused, "She won't hurt anyone."
He watched them both worriedly, while Peggy and Howard looked around the room, frowning.As time passed, the shaking and vibrating sounds of various utensils became more and more obvious. Except that the floor under their feet did not feel the vibration, they seemed to be really in an earthquake.The expressions of Kelly and Bucky have become more and more unstable as time goes by. The tears on Kelly's face have soaked the clothes on her legs, and the expressions on the Winter Soldier's face are changing rapidly, sometimes painful. , sometimes confused, and sometimes blank.
……truck.
"Soldier?"
"Ready to take orders."
He accepted the order and hid on the side of the road in the dark.He overtook the car, forcing it to hit the side of the road.He stopped the motorcycle, walked back, and picked up the old man who was struggling to get out for help...
"Sergeant Barnes," said the old man.
"The next thing, you remember." Kelly said softly in his mind, putting the last piece of memory back in place, forming a river of intact memories even though there were faults caused by freezing.Her almost out-of-control magic flicked across the river with such care, subtly pushing all those memories of the Winter Soldier and tortured memories into the deepest memory, so that they were buried deep.It wasn't forgetting—it was just that if he didn't try to recall them, they wouldn't come back, like all those memories that faded over time.
"The last step," Kelly said, pulling back a little, taking a deep breath, relieving the pain that was about to explode in her chest, and switching into Russian, "longing, rusty, seventeen, dawn..."
She was half in reality, half in the Winter Soldier's head, and began to recite his control commands in sync.Deep fear flashed in the Winter Soldier's eyes, and Kelly wondered if it would be too soon, if he would knock her over the next moment... but he took a deep, trembling breath without breaking eye contact.Kelly gave him a tear-soaked, encouraging smile.
"... kindness, go home, one..."
There is only one last word left in the control command.The "programs" and reactions that had been set in the Winter Soldier's mind also clearly emerged in her senses. Only the last word is needed, and they will be connected into a network, and all his memories will be deeply suppressed again. , Cleared out of his waking consciousness.The Winter Soldier trembled across from her, his eyes begging her to be worthy of this trust.
"Truck." Kelly said, in Legilimency, her magic power was like a sharp knife, cleanly cut off the network that was about to be connected, and in an instant, every node disintegrated one by one, until All those controls are reduced to meaningless fragments that will be quickly forgotten, like the vast amount of irrelevant information that people receive every day and forget in a flash, "Soldier, forget this pile of garbage. You are free."
The Winter Soldier - no, Bucky - let out a long breath.His expression suddenly calmed down.Kelly disconnected Legilimency, and with a wave of her hand, Bucky lay back and fell on the bed, falling into a dreamless sleep for a second.
The next moment, the whole room shook violently, and the clanging objects suddenly exploded!
The other three subconsciously raised their hands to protect their heads and faces, but quickly lowered them in surprise—they seemed to be covered by an invisible protective layer, and all the fragments automatically deviated from the target, and none of them touched their clothes.The same goes for Kelly herself, Bucky, and the bed Bucky is lying on.Kelly slid off the bed and fell to her knees, her hands clenched tightly, blood dripping from her fingers to the ground, she raised her face to the sky and let out a silent scream.
There was a violent storm in the room.Peggy and Howard watched in horror as everything—desks and chairs, drinking glasses, monitors, curtains, medicine bottles, metal, wood—everything exploded from within, and then every single piece exploded again, along with the paint on all four walls. And the tiles under his feet were shaking and dissolving, turning into fly ash.It was so peaceful around them that if you closed your eyes, it would feel like nothing had happened at all.But the whole world around is turning into haze powder, and then disappearing into nothingness.It wasn't until everything in the room was wiped out except for five people and a bed, and there were no more explosion fragments and dust clouds to block their vision, that the other three saw Kelly kneeling beside the bed, covering her face with her hands, tears mixed with blood It flowed from the fingers to the elbow, drawing two zigzag blood lines on her arm.And Bucky was lying on the bed with his legs hanging half out of the bed, sleeping so peacefully that not even a corner of the sheet was torn on the whole bed.
"Kelly!" Steve didn't hesitate for a second. He ran over in two steps, knelt heavily in front of Kelly, and stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms.Kelly lowered her hands, hugged him tightly, and buried her face in his shoulders, crying so hard that she couldn't make a sound.She was shaking so violently that Steve's body shook slightly, but she remained silent, except for an occasional choked sob that was really uncontrollable.
"Kelly, oh my god, Kelly..." There was pain in Steve's voice, shaking her slightly, closing his eyes.He naturally knew that Kelly was crying for Bucky, but he couldn't imagine what kind of cruel scene could make her cry like this——Kelly was one of the bravest and resolute girls he had ever seen, the second One is Peggy.For so many years, he never imagined that she could also collapse like this.
Just this thought made him almost collapse.
The clothes on his shoulders were soaked quickly, and Steve didn't know how long he knelt until he was lightly patted on the shoulder.He blinked away the wetness in his eyes, saw Peggy gesture to the door, then walked out with Howard one after another, and closed the door.
I don't know how long it took before Kelly finally raised her head. Her eyes were swollen like peaches, but there was a monstrous anger and killing intent in them. "Steve, I've changed my mind. Let's not go back in a hurry." She said softly, gritting her teeth, "Are you interested in killing all the hydra in this world?"
The Winter Soldier nodded, so Kelly looked up, their eyes met, and in a split second, she was in the spirit of the Winter Soldier.
The treatment method of mind-taking to treat memory loss was developed by herself when she was working at St. Mungo's, but most of it only had a theoretical basis. After all, this treatment was still being debated because of the moral dilemma it faced. The practice was minimal, with only a few volunteers, but the therapy proved to be extremely successful, with complete memory recovery in everyone.
However, the Winter Soldier's situation is more complicated than all of them put together.Others are at most like a plate that has been broken into three pieces, and you only need to put three or four pieces together; while the memory of the Winter Soldier is like a jigsaw puzzle that costs at least 500 yuan, and the pieces are scattered everywhere. It even seemed distant, dim, pale and faded, and the patterns on it were unrecognizable, the result of brainwashing.To Kylie's relief, much of this puzzle has been pieced together by the Winter Soldier himself into larger pieces, some of which have clearly returned to where they should be.
She begins with the furthest, palest memory—the memory of Brooklyn.Legilimency slowly brings out the memory of that time, recoloring it bit by bit.The black and white walls were stained with the red bricks exposed by the peeling of the wall plaster, the sky in Brooklyn was a crystal clear sapphire blue, and the summer sun painted golden edges on my sister Rebecca's hair.From the silent film, there were the sounds of children playing and the footsteps of pedestrians, as well as the sound of a skinny boy panting and refusing to admit defeat in the alley.He met Steve.
This is the palest and bleakest memory, and it seems that it will disappear soon, but once Kelly draws it out from the deepest and deepest place, she finds that it is more beautiful and warm than any other memory.Steve was sketching in the autumn sun, bickering with Bucky for his reluctance to hold a pose properly; the pretty red-haired girl blinked her eyelashes and looked cute at him. the girl gathered with her companions and whispered behind her back, and blushed when he turned her head; the aroma of the apple pie baked by her mother was tempting, and the little sister Jennifer was the first to get it every time, and she was always caught. During the Great Depression, he counted the coins in the piggy bank one by one, and the coins he saved would turn into pencil drawing paper and a brightly colored hair rope at any time.He enlisted in 1942, the handsomest young man in Brooklyn with his cap on purposely tilted to the left.
However, the memory that followed was like falling straight from heaven to hell.The memory of being captured, rescued by Steve, and fighting alongside him is relatively complete, and Kelly just needs to pick up some scattered Howling Commando memory fragments and return them to their original places, which is not difficult.But then he fell off the train—and the colors of memory are more cruel than black and white silent films, because there is only the color of blood besides black and white, the biting cold, the white sky of Siberia, the small room that barely fits, and it is impossible to distinguish day from night The long darkness, fragments scattered, bruises all over the body, Captain America's memorial service was broadcast on the radio, they installed a TV in front of the small prison window, and only one piece of content was played 24 hours a day... One day the TV moved After he saw Zora's face again, the operation without anesthesia, the cruel test, being tied to the prototype machine and being pierced through the brain by electric current for the first time—
"Kelly? Kelly!"
Kelly felt herself being gently pushed twice. She slowly withdrew from the memory of the Winter Soldier and returned to reality, only to realize that she had burst into tears at some point, and the tears dripped down her chin and onto her legs , knees, wet a large area.The Winter Soldier sat beside her, shaking so violently that the mattress shook slightly.
Kelly opened her mouth, but her throat seemed to be blocked, and no sound could come out.She shook her head, looking back into the Winter Soldier's eyes, gently guiding those old memories of Brooklyn to the surface until the horror in his eyes gradually eased.
"Kelly." Steve's palm lightly pressed her shoulder, his voice was very soft, and he stopped after calling her, as if he didn't dare to continue asking, and he didn't dare to ask her. What did you see.Kelly subconsciously leaned her body towards him, only then realized that she was shaking too.She opened her mouth, swallowed, and finally uttered an unsteady voice: "... just stop here, okay? Bucky? Don't...don't continue...?"
The Winter Soldier looked at her, then at Steve, and lowered his head, as if hesitating. There was silence in the room. She waited for a while before he raised his head again: "You promised."
"I...yes, I promised. I'll get all your memories back," Kelly said, heartbroken, "but...do you have to remember?...now?"
"It's better to think about it once than to take it slowly," said the Winter Soldier.He paused, "Of course, if you..."
Kelly shook her head, wiping the tears from her face indiscriminately. "I'm fine," she said, struggling to smile.This may be the farthest moment in her life from "it doesn't matter", but he has been deprived of so many choices, and has been involuntarily passed so many times, she just wants to respect every independent choice of him, no matter how much it is. pain. "It's okay. Are you ready?"
Steve's hand on her shoulder tightened, and Kelly looked up at him. He took a step forward, and for a moment he was almost about to object, with a complicated look on his face, but he didn't speak in the end, just turned his head to look at Kelly Li.The look on his face made Kelly suddenly realize that she must be looking terrible, because she was sure that Steve couldn't possibly be in more pain than her—and the look on Steve's face was already so heartbreaking.The two stared at each other for a moment, Kelly shook her head, and Steve stepped aside with a sigh.
"Now?" Kelly asked softly, turning her head to look directly at the Winter Soldier.She saw the Winter Soldier's jaw clenched, his muscles tensed and stiff, and there was something almost frightening in his eyes.But he looked directly at her and nodded firmly.
"Okay," Kelly said, blinking the tears from her eyes, "three, two, one..."
She re-entered the other party's mind, rearranged the strands of memories, and found out the timeline they originally belonged to.This means that she still needs to see every fragment, every piece of memory—every piece of memory where he was tortured, brainwashed, pierced by electric current, lying in the freezer and feeling the momentary chill piercing his bone marrow... clean Blood was flowing on the tiled floor of the building, the person in the sniper scope was shot in the head, the dead little girl was holding a bucky bear tightly in her hand, the mother with long blond hair had her throat cut cleanly, the firelight in the building Illuminates the sky in the middle of the night... Desire, Rust, Seventeen, Dawn... The wires are connected to the nerves of the stumped arm, and the pain burns the world to white... The man who controls him is Pierce, with somehow familiar blond hair Blue Eyes... Fireplace, Nine, Kindness, Homecoming, One... Memory erased from his mind, Blank, Blank, Blank, Blank...
All the utensils in the whole room vibrated slightly.Peggy stood up alertly and looked around: "Earthquake?"
Steve shook his head and gestured to Kelly, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed.She and the Winter Soldier looked at each other, but their eyes seemed to be very far away.The doors and windows of the room were closed, and there was no wind, but Kelly's hair fluttered uncomfortably, her fists were clenched tightly, and blood flowed from her fingers.
"The magic is out of control." Steve's voice is extremely low. "Kelly told me—but I've never seen her out of control."
"Should we interrupt?" Howard asked, frowning.
"No." Steve shook his head and refused, "She won't hurt anyone."
He watched them both worriedly, while Peggy and Howard looked around the room, frowning.As time passed, the shaking and vibrating sounds of various utensils became more and more obvious. Except that the floor under their feet did not feel the vibration, they seemed to be really in an earthquake.The expressions of Kelly and Bucky have become more and more unstable as time goes by. The tears on Kelly's face have soaked the clothes on her legs, and the expressions on the Winter Soldier's face are changing rapidly, sometimes painful. , sometimes confused, and sometimes blank.
……truck.
"Soldier?"
"Ready to take orders."
He accepted the order and hid on the side of the road in the dark.He overtook the car, forcing it to hit the side of the road.He stopped the motorcycle, walked back, and picked up the old man who was struggling to get out for help...
"Sergeant Barnes," said the old man.
"The next thing, you remember." Kelly said softly in his mind, putting the last piece of memory back in place, forming a river of intact memories even though there were faults caused by freezing.Her almost out-of-control magic flicked across the river with such care, subtly pushing all those memories of the Winter Soldier and tortured memories into the deepest memory, so that they were buried deep.It wasn't forgetting—it was just that if he didn't try to recall them, they wouldn't come back, like all those memories that faded over time.
"The last step," Kelly said, pulling back a little, taking a deep breath, relieving the pain that was about to explode in her chest, and switching into Russian, "longing, rusty, seventeen, dawn..."
She was half in reality, half in the Winter Soldier's head, and began to recite his control commands in sync.Deep fear flashed in the Winter Soldier's eyes, and Kelly wondered if it would be too soon, if he would knock her over the next moment... but he took a deep, trembling breath without breaking eye contact.Kelly gave him a tear-soaked, encouraging smile.
"... kindness, go home, one..."
There is only one last word left in the control command.The "programs" and reactions that had been set in the Winter Soldier's mind also clearly emerged in her senses. Only the last word is needed, and they will be connected into a network, and all his memories will be deeply suppressed again. , Cleared out of his waking consciousness.The Winter Soldier trembled across from her, his eyes begging her to be worthy of this trust.
"Truck." Kelly said, in Legilimency, her magic power was like a sharp knife, cleanly cut off the network that was about to be connected, and in an instant, every node disintegrated one by one, until All those controls are reduced to meaningless fragments that will be quickly forgotten, like the vast amount of irrelevant information that people receive every day and forget in a flash, "Soldier, forget this pile of garbage. You are free."
The Winter Soldier - no, Bucky - let out a long breath.His expression suddenly calmed down.Kelly disconnected Legilimency, and with a wave of her hand, Bucky lay back and fell on the bed, falling into a dreamless sleep for a second.
The next moment, the whole room shook violently, and the clanging objects suddenly exploded!
The other three subconsciously raised their hands to protect their heads and faces, but quickly lowered them in surprise—they seemed to be covered by an invisible protective layer, and all the fragments automatically deviated from the target, and none of them touched their clothes.The same goes for Kelly herself, Bucky, and the bed Bucky is lying on.Kelly slid off the bed and fell to her knees, her hands clenched tightly, blood dripping from her fingers to the ground, she raised her face to the sky and let out a silent scream.
There was a violent storm in the room.Peggy and Howard watched in horror as everything—desks and chairs, drinking glasses, monitors, curtains, medicine bottles, metal, wood—everything exploded from within, and then every single piece exploded again, along with the paint on all four walls. And the tiles under his feet were shaking and dissolving, turning into fly ash.It was so peaceful around them that if you closed your eyes, it would feel like nothing had happened at all.But the whole world around is turning into haze powder, and then disappearing into nothingness.It wasn't until everything in the room was wiped out except for five people and a bed, and there were no more explosion fragments and dust clouds to block their vision, that the other three saw Kelly kneeling beside the bed, covering her face with her hands, tears mixed with blood It flowed from the fingers to the elbow, drawing two zigzag blood lines on her arm.And Bucky was lying on the bed with his legs hanging half out of the bed, sleeping so peacefully that not even a corner of the sheet was torn on the whole bed.
"Kelly!" Steve didn't hesitate for a second. He ran over in two steps, knelt heavily in front of Kelly, and stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms.Kelly lowered her hands, hugged him tightly, and buried her face in his shoulders, crying so hard that she couldn't make a sound.She was shaking so violently that Steve's body shook slightly, but she remained silent, except for an occasional choked sob that was really uncontrollable.
"Kelly, oh my god, Kelly..." There was pain in Steve's voice, shaking her slightly, closing his eyes.He naturally knew that Kelly was crying for Bucky, but he couldn't imagine what kind of cruel scene could make her cry like this——Kelly was one of the bravest and resolute girls he had ever seen, the second One is Peggy.For so many years, he never imagined that she could also collapse like this.
Just this thought made him almost collapse.
The clothes on his shoulders were soaked quickly, and Steve didn't know how long he knelt until he was lightly patted on the shoulder.He blinked away the wetness in his eyes, saw Peggy gesture to the door, then walked out with Howard one after another, and closed the door.
I don't know how long it took before Kelly finally raised her head. Her eyes were swollen like peaches, but there was a monstrous anger and killing intent in them. "Steve, I've changed my mind. Let's not go back in a hurry." She said softly, gritting her teeth, "Are you interested in killing all the hydra in this world?"
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