The Marveled Writer

He was about to head down to the garage before he stopped and ran back inside his room. Grabbing a couple extra shirts, both his and Y/n’s. 

She always wanted his clothes when she was sad or scared and he was sure that she would want to have something of his when they found her. 

He just wanted to find her. 

~ ~ ~

Down at the car all the Avengers were standing around waiting for Bucky. Klaus had loaded up the car, putting the blood bags in the cooler and loading up his bag.

He was leaning against the car, looking lost in thought when Steve walked up to him. 

Klaus couldn’t help but smirk when he spotted Steve “Yes?”

Steve rolled his eyes, “I get that you need Bucky to go with you, I do, but I need you to understand that while Y/n may be your sister, Bucky is my brother.”

“I care about Y/n, she is like a little sister to me and she has helped Bucky more than I could have ever hoped. I know she wouldn’t purposely hurt him, but I don’t know you at all. Y/n didn’t tell us about you for a reason, and I need you to promise me Bucky won’t get hurt.”

Klaus nods, “Your friend is quite possibly the only person who can help my sister, and while I’ve only known him for a short time, I like him. Which is rare. I can tell he cares deeply for her, and that is all I want for my sister. I will protect him the best I can.”

Steve didn’t notice Bucky had walked up behind behind him until he heard, 

“Stevie, you know I can take care of myself.”

Steve turns around to face him. “I know that Buck, but this is something that we have never dealt with before.”

Bucky rolls his eyes, “Says someone who fought aliens only a few months out of the ice.”

“Yeah yeah. Just be careful, jerk.” Steve says, grabbing Bucky in a hug. 

Bucky hugs him back, knowing his heart is in the right place. 

“Always, punk. Don’t do anything stupid till I get back.” 

Steve rolls his eyes, “How can I, you’re takin’ all the stupid with you.”

Klaus walks behind the two super soldiers, getting in the front seat of the car. 

“While this is all very sweet, we need to get going. Freya said that one of her witch friends sensed a strong vampire entering the city. Our family has two homes there, one in the French Quarter and another that used to be a plantation. She always enjoyed the French Quarter so I’m hoping we will be able to find her there.”

Bucky walked around to the back, throwing his bag in beside the cooler. 

“Isn’t the quarter always busy, like a lot of people busy?”

“Yes, which is why we need to leave now. If she is going to lose control it’s probably going to be there.” Bucky looks back at the team, who had all gathered behind the car. He turned back toward the car when he heard Nat speak up behind him. 

“Bring her home, Пожалуйста яша” (Please, Yasha)

Bucky smiled before turning back around, happy to hear her calling him what she called him during her training. 

“I will, Маленький паук.” (Little Spider)

With that, Bucky got in the car.

~ ~ ~

“When we get there we will go to our home in the French Quarter, The Abattoir, the rest of my family is there waiting. Do you by any chance have something of Y/n’s with you?”

Bucky reached into the pocket of his hoodie, the one you always stole, feeling for something. 

“Um, yeah.” He says, pulling out a small crystal. “She’s a firm believer in crystals, that different ones help with certain things. I guess that makes sense now that I know she’s the daughter of a witch.”

Bucky holds the crystal in his hand, “I never really believed they did what she said, but I saw this one at a shop while she was looking. The shop owner said it was for protection and I couldn’t help but get it for her.”

He hands the crystal over to Klaus, “She says it’s her favorite, it’s amethyst.”

“Thank you,” Klaus says. “This will be perfect since it has an emotional attachment”

“Why do you need something of hers?” Klaus looks over at Bucky, “My sister can do a locator spell in order to find her, it will be much easier to do that than to search all over New Orleans.”

“I’m going to try and call her… I don’t even know if she has her phone but it’s worth a shot.”

“I tried earlier but she didn’t answer. She might answer you though.” Bucky pulls out his phone, scrolling down to your number. Your name in his phone is “My Doll”.

The phone rings 8 times before your voicemail comes on, the sound of your voice comforting him. 

“Hello caller! This is Y/f/n Y/l/n’s voicemail. If you are hearing this I am probably doing some important Avenger business so leave your name and number and I’ll call ya back!”

Your voicemail makes Bucky smile, albeit a sad one. 

“Hey doll… I know you think you hurt me but you didn’t. I- I need ya to call me back okay? Everyone is worried about you, Steve feels bad for what he said to you and Nat even called me Yasha… I told you about that right? Anyway, I’m so worried about you… You didn’t scare me baby, I’m not scared at all. I just miss you. Please call me back, I love you so much doll. So much.”

~ ~ ~

The drive was long, almost 20 hours. 

Most of the time Bucky spent texting you or leaving you voicemails much like the first one. He stopped expecting an answer, but hoped if you listened to them then maybe you wouldn’t lose control.

Klaus had just pulled into New Orleans when he got a call from Freya. He put it on speaker phone so Bucky could hear as well. 

“Nik, where are you?” Came from the phone the second he answered.

“We just entered the city. Did something happen?”

There was a sigh on the other end of the line, and it made Bucky worried.

“One of our vampires on the police force said that a body was found drained of blood. There was a witness. Apparently the man who was killed was assaulting a girl. She didn’t see anything after the man was pulled off her besides someone with y/h/l y/h/c shoving him against the wall.”

Bucky looked over at Klaus, shocked and scared for you. 

“Klaus, what are we going to do?” Bucky says, his voice shaking slightly.

“Are you Y/n’s boyfriend? I’m Freya.” She said, sounding kind of excited. “When you get here I’ll do a locator spell to find Y/n. Hopefully she won’t hurt anyone else before we get to her.”

Klaus started driving faster once he heard the news from Freya, and he obviously knew his way around the city because they were already pulling into the French Quarter.

“Sister, we are only a few minutes away. “Okay Klaus, We will be waiting for you.”

When the call disconnected Bucky turned to Klaus. 

“Klaus, who is ‘we’?”

“I’m suspecting the remainder of our family. So Elijah, Rebekah, Kol, and Freya. My daughter Hope, and possibly Alaric and Caroline. I’m sure they will all introduce themselves. Alaric and Caroline run a boarding school for supernatural creatures that my daughter attends. I believe they came to collect a witch but I am not sure if they will join us at the house. Although Y/n and Caroline are incredibly close.”

“Are they all vampires?”

Klaus smirks, “Well, you already know that Freya is a witch. You can’t be both witch and vampire. Elijah, Rebekah, and Caroline are all vampires. My daughter is… complicated. They call her a tribrid, she is part witch, vampire, and werewolf.”

Bucky was gaping. He probably looked like a fish out of water.

“You are kidding me.”

Klaus just smirked, not answering Bucky. 

That’s when they arrived at the Abattoir.

They walked in, dropping the cooler and bags off in the front room before making their way to the courtyard where everyone was waiting. 

Bucky walked in to see a group of people standing around a young blond girl who was kneeling on the floor, chanting in a language he didn’t recognize. 

When Klaus cleared his throat everyone went silent, looking towards him. 

He walks further into the courtyard, the girl who was kneeling standing to greet him. 

“Niklaus, are you going to introduce us to your friend?” The girl said, Bucky recognizes her voice from the call in the car. Freya was her name. 

Bucky walks forward, coming to stand next to Klaus. 

“This is James, he’s our dear Y/n’s love. I’m hoping he will be able to keep her from falling off the edge.”

“You can call me Bucky.” Bucky says, trying to keep his voice steady around so many new people. New people who are all mythical creatures.

Klaus pats Bucky on the back, “I’d tell you all to introduce yourselves but we need to find Y/n.” Freya stands up, nodding at her brother. “Klaus is right. There has already been many attacks… and one death.”

Bucky needed some direction, he was scared about losing Y/n.

“So what do we do? How do we find her?”

Klaus hands the crystal Bucky had given him over to Freya, who cradled it in her hands and closed her eyes. 

“This is good, her presence is strong. I can do a locator spell and we will know where she is in just a few minutes… Bucky, I need some of your blood. She has an emotional connection to you, so your bloo-”

A loud crash came from the entryway. “Don’t touch him.” Came a growling voice that Bucky barely recognized as yours.

You were covered in blood, soaking your face, hair, and clothes in sticky drying blood.

The window completely shattered, she didn’t even slow down. 

Everyone was stunned, Bucky wasn’t sure what to do. He knew he couldn’t go after her, she ran across the walkway and out the door before Bucky could even blink. 

Steve came out of it the fastest, “FRIDAY lock down the building.” This made me swing around to look at him, furious with what he was doing. 

“Are you still trying to stop her!? She doesn’t want to be here Steve! You pushed her to the edge and now she is gone!” Bucky says while walking towards Steve, shoving him with his last word. 

“Captain Rogers, Y/n is no longer in the building.” The AI says. 

Steve turned away from Bucky, “How did she get out?” 

“She exited from the roof.” Bucky was the one to talk this time, “What? How did she exit from the roof?” “She jumped.” Klaus said before the AI. Both Bucky and Steve turn around to Klaus, “What do you mean she jumped? This building is 93 stories!” Bucky said, panicked.

Klaus smirked, “She’s an original vampire. She could jump off a cliff and be fine, in fact she has.”

This confused Bucky, “Original vampire?”

Klaus tilted his head, and the smirk fell from his lips. “She really didn’t tell you anything did she?” Resulting in Bucky shaking his head. 

“Well, is there somewhere we can sit? It is a long story.”

Steve takes the lead on this, feeling more comfortable with having a purpose. “We can go to the common room. FRIDAY call the team down there.” Steve turns to Bucky, “I think this is something everyone should know.”

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The entire team is already in the common room by the time Bucky, Steve and Klaus get down there. 

When the elevator doors open everyone stands up, Sam being the first to talk.

“Who is this? Where is Y/n?”

Steve goes to answer but Klaus talks first, “I’m Klaus Mikaelson, Y/n is my sister. She’s gone.”

This time it’s Natasha’s turn to talk, “What do you mean she’s gone?” She says, worried for her friend. 

Klaus steps forward, taking an empty chair, but no one else sits down. 

“Well? Go on, sit. It’s a rather long story and I doubt you’ll want to stand the whole time.” Everyone slowly takes their seats, Bucky sitting next to Sam who lays a comforting hand on his shoulder. Him and Bucky may have their differences but Sam can tell when his friend is hurting. 

“Alright, lets begin.” Klaus says with a smirk.

“So, as you all learned earlier, my sister is a vampire. What you didn’t know is that she is one of the first vampires in existence, along with me and our siblings. See, my mother was a witch, a powerful witch though not as powerful as her sister. My mother was barren, and made a deal with my Aunt Dahlia to be able to have children, she just had to give her first born to Dahlia. So she gave up my sister Freya and told her husband she had died from the plague. My mother had another child named Finn before they came to the New World in the 10th century when my mother was pregnant with my brother Elijah. They settled in a village where everyone was healthy and happy, we didn’t know that they were all werewolves till later, though we lived with them peacefully for years.”

 Klaus stops at this, taking a breath before continuing. “I was born next, but I was born out of an affair between my mother and another villager. I wouldn’t know that until after I became a vampire. Kol came next, and then Rebecka. Lastly my mother fell pregnant with twins, Henrik and Y/n.” 

Sam talks before Klaus can continue, “Y/n has a twin?”

Klaus looks down with a sad expression on his face.

“Not anymore… I was incredibly close to Henrik and Y/n, closer than to anyone else in my family. They were the youngest out of all of us and I was always more protective of them.” Klaus looks up at the group. “Henrik and Y/n were only 13 at this time… After we had discovered the people who lived around us became beasts on the night of a full moon, I became curious. I had planned to sneak out and watch them transform, which was forbidden, and when Henrik found out he wanted to come as well. Of course, Y/n being his twin came too. One of the wolves lost control, mauling Henrik. Y/n almost died as well, but was able to run from the wolf that was attacking her. Henrik died that night, from my ignorance and stupidity. It was also the night our mother decided to turn us into vampires.”

Now it was Bucky’s turn to speak up, “But Y/n doesn’t look like she is 13, how old was she when she turned?”

Klaus looked at him, “Our mother performed a ritual on all of us, including Y/n, to make us stronger. She wanted to protect us. My mother's witch friend Ayana refused to do the spell, but she did make it so that Y/n would continue to age until her 18th birthday.”

“The spell made us powerful. It made us fast, strong, it gave us fangs to rival the wolves, but it also turned nature against us. The sun burned us, the neighbors that had once welcomed us into their homes could now keep us out, the flowers at the base of the tree that was used in the spell burned us and prevented compulsion,” Klaus turns to Bucky. “That’s the ‘protection’ that Y/n mentioned earlier. Do you have a bracelet or necklace that she gave you?”

Bucky was already fidgeting with the necklace Y/n had given him for their one year anniversary. It was a habit he formed after she gave it to him. A pendant with his star on it, on the back engraved in her handwriting is “You are my hero”. She said it was to remind him that his arm didn’t make him a monster. 

“Yeah, this one.” Bucky says, not letting go of the necklace.

Klaus holds out his hand, “Can I see it?” 

Bucky is hesitant, but ultimately agrees. Standing up and handing the pendant to Klaus, who’s skin starts smoking the second it touches his skin. 

“Woah, what the hell?” Bucky says, taking back the necklace. 

Klaus smirks, “Like I said, vervain burns… The only thing that can kill us is a stake made from the tree that gave us life. The white oak… Like I said, werewolf venom won’t kill original vampires. I just had no desire for my sister to be in pain until it burned out of her system. I also haven’t seen her in years, I missed her.”

“When we became vampires, Y/n was the last to turn. She was so so young and killed the person that our parents used to complete the transition. She hated herself for so long after, and has always struggled with her bloodlust… When I killed my first human not long after my transition we learned that I was part werewolf. A hybrid, but my mother suppressed my wolf side. It was only recently that I was able to unlock it, which is why I can heal a werewolf bite. A normal vampire would die from a bite without my blood.”

Steve took this time to ask Klaus, “Y/n was drinking Bucky’s blood. Is he going to turn into a vampire?” This made Klaus chuckle, “No. You would have to die with vampire blood in your system and then drink human blood to complete the transition. But vampire blood also has healing qualities, if given to a human with a fatal injury they will heal within minutes.”

Klaus stood up, “I’m going to find my sisters storage unit, is there a room I can stay in tonight?”

Tony tells him where he can stay for the night, but when he turns to leave, Bucky runs after him. 

“Wait! Are we not going to look for Y/n?”

Klaus turns around, a small smile on his face. “It’s nice to know my sister has someone who cares so strongly for her, but looking for her right now is useless. If she doesn’t want to be found, she won’t be. I just hope what happened earlier doesn’t push her over the edge. She has gotten better at controlling her bloodlust but when she’s incredibly emotional she tends to struggle. We will know by morning.” This concerned Bucky. “What happens if she loses control?”

Klaus frowns at this, “Well, she will probably kill some people. That’ll cause her to have really bad guilt. If that happens I will need your help to make sure she doesn’t flip her switch.”

“What do you mean flip her switch?

“Oh I forgot about that. Vampires have this… ability. Our emotions are heightened, if the guilt or sadness gets too bad, we can turn off our humanity. It’s like this switch that we can flip. It’s incredibly hard to get someone who’s flipped their switch to turn it back on. We can’t let Y/n do that.”

That scares Bucky, “Has she done that before?”

Klaus nods, “She was the first one to do so… I feel like I should let her tell you the whole story but basically what happened was she accidentally killed someone she cared very much about. I believe that was why she was so scared when she fed from you. That person was her main form of sustenance but they were attacked by a hunter, she was severely weakened with vervain and he was seriously injured. She couldn’t control her bloodlust and he ended up dying.” This broke Bucky’s heart. He never wanted to see Y/n in pain. 

“She couldn’t take the pain and the guilt. It was killing her. She wanted to die but couldn’t find a way. She somehow found out she could turn it all off. It took me decades to get her to turn it back on. She left a string of bodies from New Orleans to Los Angeles. When she turned it back on she had all that guilt as well. Everytime she has turned it off it has always been worse when she turns it back on.

Bucky felt more comfortable now. It helped him to have orders, a mission. While Klaus isn’t technically in charge of him, he knew Y/n better than Bucky. Bucky could do what Klaus asked, or at least try. He wouldn’t lose Y/n.

“I am going to find Y/n’s storage unit. You wouldn’t happen to know where it is by any chance?” 

Bucky knew she had a storage unit near the tower, but he had never been to it. 

“I think it’s at Manhattan Mini Storage, it’s near Hell’s Kitchen.”

Klaus nods, “Alright, I’ll be back tonight.” 

He walks onto the elevator, leaving Bucky standing in the hallway.

~ ~ ~

Bucky was sitting in your room, it was almost bare because you have been slowly sneaking your stuff into Bucky’s room. 

But it still smells like you. 

He couldn’t believe he never noticed anything. Now that he knows he realizes there were many strange things that he always ignored. 

That ring you claimed you hated but would never take off. The time you lost it and refused to leave the tower, not even going into the common room. The fact you wouldn’t go into someone’s house before being invited in. You wouldn’t even go into Bucky’s room before he told you you could. 

He always thought it was because you didn’t want to spend that much time with him, that it was too personal. You had already been spending time with each other for a few weeks prior and he thought he had crossed a line. 

Apparently not. 

~Flashback~

Bucky had just arrived at the compound after his time in Wakanda. He was a lot more confident knowing the Soldier could no longer be triggered, but he still wouldn’t be the first to approach someone. 

Y/n watched him around the compound, fascinated by the other man out of time. Her and Steve had been friends for years, and she had helped him and Sam in Romania. 

When he arrived at the compound, she was one of the only people to truly try and make him feel welcome. No one was out right rude to him, but they weren’t exactly welcoming.  Only Steve, Y/n and Nat would ask him to join them for supper or training. 

But Y/n went above and beyond for him. 

She would leave food by his door when he didn’t eat with the team. She defended him when Tony would say something.

The thing he appreciated most was the time she helped him through a panic attack.

It was when he was on trial, there was no way he would be convicted with all the Avengers behind him, but it still took a toll on his mental state. 

People were able to find his files, and after the public found out how many people he killed a lot rallied against him. Calling for the death penalty.

Tony had a party after the trial was over. Inviting all the New York socialites and having Bucky as the “guest of honor” to prove that he was one of the good guys now. But all he could hear the entire night was people saying how they couldn’t believe Tony let the man who killed his parents on the team. A monster.

He was pushed close to the edge when a drunk man started asking him all these questions and accusing him of things he never did. 

He was pushed over the edge when he started talking about his family. Claiming his ma and sisters would hate him for the monster he became. He was hyperventilating and about to lash out. Looking around for Steve or someone who could help him. 

That’s when Y/n swooped in like a guardian angel. 

The media loved Y/n, she was always helping people. Visiting children's hospitals and helping the homeless. 

Which is why they didn’t care when she threw the man across the room. 

She walked right between Bucky and the drunk man, telling him to back off. Bucky couldn’t understand much of what she was saying, he was too busy trying to not shut down, but the last thing he heard was the man call him a monster before Y/n had shoved him so hard he flew across the room. 

She had always claimed she was a mutant. That was why she was so strong and fast, why she healed faster than him or Steve. 

Next thing he knew she was leading him out of the party, arms linked. 

He was gasping for breath at this point, not really noticing she was moving him until his back hit the couch. They were in a smaller common room at the tower, used as a sort of library. Bucky knew this was Y/n’s favorite room in the tower because there were days he wouldn't see her until she emerged from the library at midnight, walking into the kitchen wrapped in a fluffy blanket looking incredibly relaxed.

Not that he was looking for you. 

“-ucky. You are okay. Match my breathing okay? You are just fine.” You were pressing his hand to her chest, her hand on top of his. 

It's the first time they touched.

Well not the first time, they’ve trained together. Brushed shoulders in passing. 

But she was purposely touching him, comforting him. 

His breathing slowed down, and he was shocked when your arms were suddenly around his shoulders.

“I’m so so sorry he said those things to you.” 

Your voice sounded watery, which made him push on your shoulders to see your face. Which made you panic. 

“I-I’m so sorry Bucky. I know you don’t like to be touched. I should have asked before I hugged you. I was just so mad that he said those things to you!” You were aggressively wiping the tears from your face. “He had no right! He doesn’t know what you went through and the fact that he was accusing you of things you never even did! I’m so-” Bucky was smiling at this point. 

“Doll, you’re rambling.”

That shut you up really quick. 

A small smile slowly appeared on your face, confusing Bucky.

“Doll? You called me doll?”

“Uh… Yeah, I guess I did.” Your smile grew larger. “And don’t feel bad for hugging me.”

“Really?”

“Yeah I… I liked it.”

“Then why did you push me away?” Y/n says, tilting her head to one side. Making Bucky think of a confused puppy.

“I heard you crying doll. You should never cry over me.” At this she threw herself at him, wrapping her arms tightly around him, snuggling her face into his neck. “Everyone needs someone to cry over them sometimes.”

~End Flashback~

When Bucky came out of his mind, the sun was already rising. He quickly wiped away the tears that had fallen down his cheeks. 

He didn’t realize so much time had passed, and couldn’t help but wonder where Y/n was. 

Was she even in New York still?

Bucky laid back, grabbing one of Y/n’s pillows and hugging it to his body, breathing deeply. 

He was dozing off, comforted by the smell of you, when FRIDAY jolted him awake.

“Sergeant Barnes, Mr. Mikaelson is back and requesting your presence in the kitchen. The rest of the Avengers are already on their way.”

Bucky jumped up quickly, needing to know if Klaus found anything, when he your favorite of his hoodies in your closet. He quickly grabs it and throws it on, comforted by the fact it smelled like you. 

He made his way down to the kitchen as fast as he could, practically running once the elevator stopped.

When he made his way into the kitchen he noticed the rest of the Avengers were already there. Klaus was standing at the island with a canvas bag sitting in front of him. 

Steve was the first to speak, “Why’d you call us all down here? Have you heard anything?” 

Klaus looks at him, and then at Bucky. “I went to my sister’s storage unit. While I was there I got a call from my sister Freya-”

Natasha cuts him off. “I thought you said your mom gave her to your aunt in the 10th century?”

Klaus smirks, “You pay attention, nice. Incredibly long story short, my aunt discovered how to practically make herself and Freya immortal by sleeping for 100 years and then living and aging for only a year.”

“Anyway, Freya called me. She said that there were some ‘animal attacks’ on the outskirts of the town. I’m going there tonight, James is coming with me.” 

Klaus started gathering the bag, but Steve puts his hand over it, stopping him. 

“Bucky isn’t going anywhere with you, how do we know we can trust you.” Bucky was about to object, but Klaus started first. His face blank.

This is my sister!” Klaus says, getting angry as he said it. 

“I would not do anything to risk her. I agree, you don’t know me and have no clue if you can trust me, but I will help my sister no matter what. I need James to help me with that.”

“Why does Bucky need t-”

Steve is suddenly pushed against the wall, Klaus baring his fangs at him. 

“He may be the only one who can keep her from losing her humanity. He is coming with me.

Steve goes to object, but Bucky stops him. “Steve, that’s my girl. I am going with him.”

“Buck-”

“Stop. You are the one that pushed her over the edge. I will not lose her”

He turns back to Klaus, who looks overly smug.

“Is there anything you need before we go?”

Klaus nods at this, “I need a cooler, and you should pack for at least a week… Maybe longer. We will also need a car.” He says, looking at Tony.

Tony speaks for the first time, telling FRIDAY to ready a car and make sure it has a cooler in it. 

“Why do you need a cooler?”

Klaus walks back over to the canvas bag on the counter, unzipping it. 

“Well, I went and collected some things from Y/n’s storage unit. Let’s just say, it’s a tad perishable.”

With that he turns the bag over, ten blood bags spilling out.

“What the hell is that!?” Clint says, “Well, I know what they are… I’m in the medbay enough to know that, but why do you have them?”

Klaus looks at him, “Take a wild guess.”

He looks at Bucky, “She’s feeding on people, we need to get her back on blood bags as soon as possible. She may not be a ripper but she is in such an emotional state that we don’t need to risk her seriously hurting someone.” He finishes with a pointed look at Steve. 

“Sir, the car is prepped.”

Klaus looks at Bucky. 

“Go pack, we have a long drive ahead of us.”

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You were at your storage unit, only a couple of subway stops away from the tower. It was pretty late, with the full moon shining bright behind you. 

Why are you at a random storage unit? This is where you kept the blood bags. Evidence of the biggest secret you’ve ever kept from the Avengers, your team, your family.

You were a vampire, a very very old vampire. You had to drink blood to survive and have killed more people than you like to admit… Which is why you can’t tell the team, you don’t want them to see you as a monster.

You are pulling a blood bag out of one of the fridges you have in the unit when your phone buzzes, 

Bucky: We need you back, urgent mission.

You sigh, quickly typing out a reply confirming you are headed back. You look at the blood bag in your hand, you are really hungry… You’ve been pushing yourself, not feeding as often as you should. Some of it’s avoidance, but a lot of it is worry. You live in a tower full of super spies, you can’t have anyone find out about you. 

You throw the bag back in the fridge and slam the lid a little harder than necessary, it’s fine, you have good control. You rush out of the unit and hop on the subway.

~Back at the tower~

You rush up to your floor, using your speed to quickly change into your gear.

Your gear is the most unusual of the bunch. Your shirt is a simple black long sleeve shirt, but on top you have a brown leather bullet-proof corset. The team never understood why you wore the corset, you said it makes you feel more secure, but the truth is you’ve worn them all of your long life, never stopping even when they went out of style. The rest of your uniform is simple, black leather pants and combat boots. On your waist was a belt, with a sword in its holster. Your only weapon.

You leave your room and use the elevator to head up to the briefing room, where the rest of the team was standing around. You walk in and stand beside Bucky,  nodding at Steve that he could start with the briefing. 

“Okay, I am just going to get right to it. There are reports of a wolf running around upper Manhattan, over a dozen people have been killed and a bunch more are seriously injured. Reports say the wolf is a light gray in color, is much larger than a normal wolf and,” Steve looks up from the paper he’s holding. “Has glowing orange eyes. The NYPD says bullets have barely been slowing it down, and that it moves so fast it is almost impossible to hit. We need everyone on this.” Your throat feels like it is closing up, why is there a werewolf running around Manhattan? You know Steve is talking but you are too busy thinking.

You have a syringe of wolfsbane in your go bag on the jet, that’ll have to do. All you need to do is inject the wolf so someone else can finish it off. 

You just can’t get bit… It’ll be fine.

You feel Bucky bump your shoulder, “Hey, where’d you go those past few minutes? It’s like you totally checked out.” You look up at him, trying to not let the worry bleed onto your face. “I don’t know... just thinking,” He wraps his arms around your waist and kisses your forehead before resting his chin on your head. “What’s a wolf doing in Manhattan?”

Your nose is right by his neck, your boyfriend always smells good but right now he smells delicious. You bury your face in his neck.

“-e should probably head to the roof.”

You were so distracted by his smell that you didn’t even hear what he said. You just hummed and started walking beside him toward the elevator. 

You guys board the jet, everyone grabbing their bags and then sitting and strapping in. You grab the syringe of wolfsbane and stick it in a bag on your belt. 

“What’s that?” Bucky says… You were hoping that he didn’t see you grab it. 

You look at him, “Oh nothing, just something that might help.” He seemed to accept that answer, leaning in to give you a kiss before sitting back in the seat. 

The flight was only a couple minutes long, and when you got off the quinjet it was totally quiet. 

Steve speaks up, talking quietly “They evacuated this entire area and blocked it off as best as possible. Split up, stay on comms at all times. If you see the wolf, alert the team as soon as possi-” Steve was cut off by a bone chilling growl. 

We all turned around to see the wolf walking out of an alley. It’s lips are pulled back, baring fangs that are too large for a normal wolf. It’s glowing orange eyes stare at us through the darkness.

It charged at us and we scatter, Steve throws his shield at the wolf, who dodges the incoming shield with unnatural speed. The wolf jumps to attack Steve when a red ball of power hits it, throwing the wolf off it’s path.

The fight is brutal, nothing is stopping the wolf and you know it won’t stop until you inject the wolfsbane. Wanda and Steve were both injured severely, Wanda was taken to the jet but Steve continues to fight. Bucky Sam and Nat all try to surround the wolf, Clint shooting arrows from above to distract it. You had to stay downwind so the wolf wouldn’t smell that you were a vampire, you wouldn’t be able to weaken it if you were ripped to shreds. 

You stood behind Bucky, you and him were around thirty yards back. When Clint launched another arrow you saw a chance to rush the wolf and inject it. 

That was when the wind changed direction. 

You knew the second the wolf smelt you. It’s head turned toward you, snout slightly raised, sniffing the air. It soon locked eyes on you, or moreso, on Bucky in front of you. 

You saw the world in slow motion, the werewolf rushed forward, determined to kill whatever smelled like a vampire. It leaped in the air towards Bucky as you sped forward, shoving Bucky out of the way and getting tackled by the wolf.

You could hear someone screaming. The pain was terrible, you weren’t sure where you were bit first, but you knew you still needed to get the wolfsbane in the werewolf to weaken it. The wolf was tearing into your right shoulder, and with your left hand you grabbed the syringe, shoving it deep in the wolf’s neck. 

“Shoot it NOW” You screamed, before hearing a shot being fired and the weight of a werewolf fall on top of you.

You felt the wolf get pushed off you, and suddenly you were in someone’s arms. 

Blue eyes looked down on you, “Stay with me baby, you’re gonna be fine. Where’s that freaky healing of yours, huh?” His voice sounded watery.

“H-ha,” You try and laugh through your whimpers, “Sorry, it's not gonna be much help here.”

You think he said something else but you couldn’t think. Your vision was fuzzy, the pain in your shoulder so intense you thought you would pass out. 

You’d been through amounts of pain most people would never believe, but nothing has come close to this. 

Bucky lays you on a stretcher in the quinjet, and Bruce pushes him out of the way to put an oxygen mask on you, but you push it away. 

“That’s not going to help, nothing is going to help.” You say as loud as you can. 

Everyone in the jet goes quiet.

“Y/n, you lost a lot of blood. You aren’t thinking straight.” Steve says. 

You glare at Steve, “Does it look like I’m not thinking straight?” You try to sit up but the smell of blood knocks you back down. 

You were so hungry, so so hungry. The werewolf bite is taking too much out of you. You struggle to keep your fangs at bay. 

You look around the jet, at your team, at your family. You know you have to tell them.

“This isn’t how I wanted to tell you,” You almost whimper, looking at Bucky in particular, “But you need to know now more than ever.” You groan, smelling Steve’s blood. His wounds are the worst. “You all knew that that wolf wasn’t just a normal wolf, but you didn’t know what it was. It was a werewolf,” You take a breath, looking from face to face, stopping on Bucky’s confused expression, “I know that… because I’m a vampire.”

Everyone looks at you, most with confused faces, but Tony looked unconvinced, “Werewolves and vampires Y/n? Really?”  but when you let out a pained whimper from the werewolf venom coursing through you he stops. 

You look at him, “Is Steve reacting the same way? No, he is just as torn up as me but it’s hurting me more. Why do you think that is Ton-” You cut yourself off with a pained cry and the jet hits some turbulence. Steve trips and some of his injuries reopen, sending the smell of fresh blood towards you. 

The pain grows and grows until you can’t take it, you are about to attack anyone who comes close to you. When Steve flicks blood off his brow, you almost lose it. 

You sit straight up, your fangs extending and the veins under your eyes darkening. The whites of your eyes darken while your y/e/c irises change to red. 

“Get away from me!” You scream, everyone jumping back. You catch Bucky’s eyes, seeing the terror in them makes you want to cry, but all you can focus on is the pain and the hunger.

You need to think… What can you do?

“Fri-Friday, can you call someone from my phone?” You say, lisping from your extended canines.

“Yes Miss Y/N, who would you like me to call?

“K. Mikaelson.”

“Calling now.” The A.I. says. 

You hear the dial tone three times, every time it grates on your already thin nerves. You need him to pick up. 

“Hello?” A British voice says, sounding slightly annoyed. You feel like crying at the sound of his voice. 

You took a deep breath, “Brother. I need your help I-” You scream from pain as the jet lands on the roof of Avengers tower.

You hear Klaus on the phone, “Sister? Y/n, what happened? Who hurt you?” You smile through the pain. Klaus may not be the most openly kind person, but he has always been fiercely protective of you. 

You whimper, “W-wolf… It was a wolf,” You had a hard time speaking, your vision going dark.

You could hear Klaus talking, and it sounded like Bucky was the one talking back. 

You felt the gurney move as you blacked out. 

~Bucky’s POV~

“It was a wolf.” Bucky heard you choke out, your dark eyes glazing over.

The British voice came back over the quinjet speaker, “What? What do you mean a wolf?” He sounded worried. 

You didn’t reply, your eyes were open but you didn’t look conscious. No one was sure what to do, Bucky was shocked but not scared of you, he was scared for you. He couldn’t take his eyes off your still form. 

“Y/n!?”

Bucky was jolted out of his stupor by an angry and worried sounding voice. When he realized no one was going to start talking, he quickly replied.

“Um… She’s no-” Bucky tried to reply before being cut off.

“Who is this and why are you with my sister? I need you to tell me what happened and where you are right now.” The voice sounded calm but demanding at the same time. 

Bucky looked at the team before replying, “I’m James Barnes, your sister is part of the Avengers and was seriously injured on our mission. She was severely injured by a wolf… She said it was a werewolf…We are at Avengers Tower in New York.”

“Ahh, you’re my little sister’s love aren’t you. How is she now?”

Bucky furrowed his brow, you never told him you had family. How did this guy know about him and Y/n? Was he a vampire too?

“Um… She’s not really conscious… Her eyes are open but she’s barely breathing and the bites are looking really bad. Sh-she tried to… attack… us?” Bucky says, looking at the woman he loves. He hated seeing her in pain. 

“Alright James, I am on my way. I’ll be there in a few hours. You need to move her to a secure place away from anyone. Do you hear me?” 

Steve had already started moving towards Y/n, strapping her down so she doesn’t fall when they move the gurney. 

“We’ll put her in the hulk cell… What’s happening to her?” Bucky says as they start rolling Y/n into the building. Bucky walks after them after switching the call to his comm unit.

“She’s a vampire, she was bit by a werewolf. The venom is poisoning her.” The man with the accent says. 

Bucky looks toward Steve, who has just as many bite wounds as Y/n. “Steve was bitten too, he’s not going to turn into a wolf now is he?” 

“No. I’ll explain when I get there. I need to go now.”

Bucky panics slightly, “Wait!” He almost yells, not wanting the man to hang up. “What is your name?”

There is a heavy silence where Bucky starts to think the man hung up, until.

“Niklaus Mikaelson” 

~Y/n’s POV~

The light was so bright as you opened your eyes. 

You were in Hulk’s cell, but they had brought in a hospital bed to lay you on. The room was totally empty besides the bed you were laying on. You looked out the window directly in front of you and saw Bucky sitting on a chair, staring right at you.

You tried to sit up but screamed when pain shot through your arm. It felt like there was acid in your veins, every breath was like fire in your lungs. You couldn’t focus on anything but the pain, writhing around on the bed. You didn’t see when Bucky stood up, or when he ran to the door to get to you. 

You didn’t see Steve stop him.

You were soaked in sweat, you could hear the drips of sweat hitting the pillow. You could feel every fiber of the hospital blankets rubbing over your skin.

You could smell the rot coming from your shoulder. 

It seemed like your senses were dialed up to a thousand. You didn’t know what to do. You were writhing around on the bed until you saw someone next to you.

Bucky.

You tried to stop moving, but you were shaking violently, making the whole bed shake. 

“Bucky… I’m so sorry. S-so so sorry.” You kept mumbling your apologies to him until he cut you off.

“Shut up.” Bucky said, stunning you into silence. “You don’t get to apologize to me. You are a monster.” 

“You’re a vampire, Y/n. A fucking vampire. A monster… How many people have you killed? Huh? Hundreds? More? God, I was never the monster in this relationship… You were.”  Bucky’s words cut like a knife, every word cutting you deeper and deeper. 

You whimpered, “No Buck… Bucky no. I-I’m not a monster I swear, please.

You watched Bucky as he walked around to the other side of the bed, “Not a monster? Y/n. Doll, you drink blood.  How many people have you drained to get your fix. How many people had to die for your hunger. You are just a blood junkie, willing to do anything for your next fix.”

You are sobbing at this point, unable to string a coherent sentence together. 

“Buck...No...Please. No.no.no.no.” Bucky gets right in your face, smirking as he says “How can I love a monster like you?”

You scream… Not from the pain in your shoulder, but the pain in your heart.

He stands back up, moving to the end of your bed. “You can’t tell me that you aren’t starving right now… That you wouldn’t attack me if you had the chance.” 

You try to tell him no, that you would never hurt him… But you stop when you see him pull a knife out of its sheath.

He twirls the knife around his fingers, sending you an evil smirk. 

You’re saying that if I take this knife and make a little cut,” He pauses to lay the knife against his wrist, laughing when he hears you begging him to stop. “Right here.” He swipes the knife over his vein. “You wouldn’t attack me?” Bucky walks closer to you, holding his wrist out. He opens his mouth to say something but you start talking first.

“NO! I won’t hurt you!” You scream out as your face begins changing. “I’d rather die than hurt you!” 

You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to ignore the voice of the man you love. When the room goes quiet you slowly open your eyes. 

He’s gone.

~Bucky’s POV~ Steve stopped him before he could get to the door. 

“No, you can’t go in there. You have no clue what she could do.” Bucky looks at Steve, a manic expression on his face, “Steve, that’s my girl in there.” “Not right now she’s not.” Bucky shoves Steve away from him, “She will always be my girl Steve. You don’t get to say she’s not.” Steve doesn’t move, continuing to block the door. “She is a vampire, she drinks blo-”

Steve was cut off by Y/n’s voice coming over the speaker.

“No Buck… Bucky no. I-I’m not a monster I swear, please.”

Bucky and Steve were rendered speechless. Steve was looking at Bucky but Bucky couldn’t take his eyes off you.

Bucky stumbled toward the wall of the cell, not able to take his eyes off of Y/n. Steve watches as he lays his hand on the glass, the one made of flesh and bone.

“No… no baby I don't think you’re a monster.” I whisper, even though she can’t hear me..

You were sobbing, “Buck...No...Please. No.no.no.no.” You were gasping out between sobs. 

Bucky fell to his knees, his forehead falling against the cool glass. He couldn’t help the tears that gathered in his eyes.

Steve walked up behind him, laying a comforting hand on Bucky’s metal shoulder.

“Bucky, I’m sorry. I know you want to help her but she might hurt yo-”

“NO! I won’t hurt you!” You scream out, cutting off Steve and sending a dagger into Bucky’s heart. “I’d rather die than hurt you!” 

Bucky stood up quickly, stumbling slightly when he saw your face changing.

But I didn’t feel any fear, just heart-wrenching concern for you.

Bucky couldn’t hold in his sobs anymore, watching you squeeze your eyes shut as tight as possible to block out whatever you are seeing broke his heart. But when he sees you open your eyes and not start panicking, he lets out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding.

He sits there for the next three hours, just listening to you. He hears you sob, choke, scream. He hears you beg for forgiveness from people who aren't there. Steve sits by Bucky for a while but leaves when you start begging him for forgiveness, you keep trying to convince him you’re not a monster and won’t hurt the team. 

There are times when you’re coherent, where you just look at Bucky with a sad expression. It was worse when you tried to talk to him, only getting out a few words before succumbing to the pain.

Bucky’s thoughts were running wild, there were so many things he was desperate to understand... Why you never told him about your brother, how you became a vampire, but the one thing he couldn’t stop thinking about was losing her. Bucky didn’t know if she would die from this, if she would ever recover. All he knew is he couldn’t lose her.

Bucky was sitting on the hard floor with his head hanging between my knees. He had his hands pressed hard to his ears as if to block out your fevered ramblings. But his super-soldier hearing made that impossible.

Although it makes it possible for him to hear a man’s voice say, “You must be James.”

Bucky looked up at the man, recognizing the voice from the quinjet. Standing up quickly Bucky notices that the other man is the same height as him, and while he isn’t as broad as Bucky his very presence demands respect.

The man, Klaus, Bucky remembered is his name, looks around him to see Y/n in her bed. Her eyes are closed in one of the few moments of peace Bucky has experienced over the last few hours. When Klaus sees her eyes closed, he turns back to me.

“Alright, before I go help my sister I have to ask,” Klaus moves closer to Bucky, looking deep in his eyes. “What are your plans with Y/n?”

He was looking at Bucky weirdly, and he could see Klaus’s pupils dilating as he stared right into Bucky’s eyes. Bucky figured this was just him being a protective brother until he heard Y/n’s weak voice.

“You really think I’d leave him unprotected Niklaus?” The weakness of her voice breaks Bucky’s heart.

Klaus walks toward the door, smiling at Y/n. The door opens as he steps up to it. Bucky was expecting it to close behind him but it stayed open. 

Klaus turns back towards me, “Aren’t you coming?” “He doesn’t have to if he doesn’t want to… I don't want to frighten him.” Y/n says.

Bucky practically sprints to the door after hearing her say that. The last thing he wanted her to think is that He is frightened of her. 

“I am not afraid of you Y/n, I love you.”

The smile she gives him soothes his heart. 

She opens her mouth to say something, but a second later her entire body is seizing up, stealing her breath away. 

Bucky runs to her, automatically turning her on her side out of habit after dealing with Steve’s seizures in the past. He looks up at Klaus who looks unnaturally calm considering his sister is having a seizure next to him. 

“You are supposed to help her, please please help her!” Bucky begs him, he couldn’t stand seeing her in pain any longer. 

Klaus looks down at Bucky with a smirk, before his face changes.

His face looked similar to how Y/n’s did, but his eyes were different. While Y/n’s irises turned red, his were the same glowing orange of the werewolf that did this to Y/n. He opened his mouth, letting Bucky see that he has double fangs, and brought his wrist to his mouth. When he lowers his wrist there four puncture wounds with blood slowly oozing from them.

Klaus pulls Y/n out of Bucky’s arms as she stops seizing, leaning her back against his chest. He brings his wrist to your mouth, and Bucky can see the moment you smell his blood. The haziness in your eyes disappears as your face transforms. Bucky can’t help the gasp that leaves his mouth as you sink your fangs into Klaus’s arm. 

Bucky watched in awe as your wound closed in front of him, the smell of rot disappearing from the air as if it was never there. The clamminess leaving your skin and a healthy glow returning. 

You drink for a minute or so, only meeting Bucky’s eyes once and then looking towards Klaus’s wrist for the rest of the time. When you move your mouth away from Klaus’s wrist he can hear a soft shink noise as your teeth leave his flesh.

You look up at him with a sheepish look before turning around to see your brother. 

“Hi brother… Long time no see.” Bucky can tell you're nervous, but isn’t exactly sure why.

Klaus smiles at you, with a soft expression in his eyes. “Hello little sister.”

When Klaus opens his arms Bucky can see the tension leave your shoulders before you launch yourself into his embrace. 

Bucky can barely hear Klaus say, “I’ve missed you too, little one.” With a fond voice. 

Bucky feels like he is intruding on a private moment until you turn around to him unnaturally fast. 

“You need to leave.” You all but whisper, confusing Bucky. 

“What? Wh-” “You need to leave now.” You say before turning to Klaus. “I have bags in my storage unit. Leave me here and go grab some please. It’s been too long.” You say frantically to Klaus. 

Klaus looks over your head to Bucky, “You and I both know that will take too long and that this cell can’t hold you.” That confused Bucky, this cell could hold the Hulk but not you?

You and Klaus were having a silent debate before you finally said, “I can’t hurt him.” In a broken voice. 

“I won’t let you.” Your brother replied.

Bucky then realized what Klaus was implying, he wanted Y/n to feed off him. 

You and Klaus were arguing in a different language, one Bucky didn’t know. He had to move quickly, before he lost his confidence. He didn’t want you suffering any longer. 

“Y/n?” Bucky says, watching as she whips around, her eyes dark and fangs bared. 

“Do it, drink from me.” Y/n wishes she could argue, but she is just so hungry. All she can manage is a small, whispered. “No.” Before Bucky is too close. He still has blood on him from the mission, both hers and his, and the smell is too much. 

“You’ll stop me if I lose control, Niklaus.” It’s not a question. 

Bucky isn’t sure what to do, and Klaus can tell.

“Come here, she’ll feed from your wrist. You super soldiers are supposed to be hard to kill, correct?”

Bucky looks at him with wide eyes, “Um, yeah.” He looks back to you, but you won’t meet his eyes. You are too busy looking at his neck, breathing so fast you are almost panting. 

Once he walks to the other side you grab his arm, startling him. 

“Careful sister.” 

Y/n bares her teeth at her brother before bringing Bucky’s wrist up to her mouth, sinking her fangs in without a second thought. 

The pain was sharp, but Bucky could barely notice over the feeling of Y/n’s lips on his skin. He held her to his chest stroking her hair as she drank deeply. She fed for a couple minutes, taking smaller and smaller drinks as the time went on. When she is about to stop they hear a voice over the speaker. 

“Stop! What are you doing!?” Steve’s voice resonates through the room, causing Y/n to rip her teeth from her lover's arm to look towards Steve. 

Bucky looks out of the window at his friend, and is about to say something before he hears Y/n whimpering in his arms. 

“No.. no no no no no.” Y/n pulls herself out of Bucky’s embrace, tugging at her hair. 

Bucky steps forward, reaching out towards her with his flesh hand, the one that is still bleeding. 

“Y/n, you didn’t hurt me. I’m fine, I’m not even dizz-” 

“NO! I HURT YOU!” Y/n screams, running to the other side of the cell in a blur. She hits the wall so hard the glass cracks.

“Let me out of here.” Y/n whimpers.

Klaus is the first one to speak, “Sister, let's be rational about this.”

Y/n looks up at him with tears streaming down her face, “NO! Let me out of here now!”

Bucky wants nothing more to comfort her, to wipe the tears off her face. He was thinking of something to say when Steve’s voice came over the speaker again. 

“Y/n you should know we can’t do that.” 

Y/n looks at him, hurt clearly visible in her eyes. “I’ll leave. I will leave and you never have to see me again. I can go live with my brother just please, please let me out Steve. I can’t stay in here anymore please.” 

Steve’s face didn’t change at all, a blank slate. “We can’t Y/n. Fury is on his wa-”

“Shut UP!!!” Y/n screams like it is ripped out of her. 

She runs around manically, trying to find a way out when her eyes land on the already cracked window.  

She locks eyes with Bucky, whispering “I’m sorry.” Before running full speed at the window again, this time shattering the glass.