Steve was well aware that what he was doing right now was dangerous. To make a deal with a demon? To exchange something for a favor? If others knew what he was doing right now, they would most certainly seek a way to stop him. Demote him from this crazy scheme of giving his word to a demon. They would claim that there was another way. That they would find some way to bring not just Bucky – but everyone else back. That’s what they did. They fought against all odds and they would find a way to bring them back.
They would. But Bucky?
Steve lowered his eyes and his hands closed into fists. It was the second time he had seen him die. The second time he was experiencing that feeling of helplessness. That sharp knife piercing his heart and fracturing it in a million pieces. He should be the one to die. Not Bucky. Not when he didn’t want that war. Not when all he wanted was to live in peace. To lose someone that special not once – but twice? There was no doubt in Steve’s mind that they would find a way to bring them back. Yet without Bucky? Without that part of his being? Of his soul? He would never be able to be helpful. He would never stand up beside Thor and the remaining survivors.
Consequences be damned.
The soldier’s eyes lifted with resolve, his jaw clenching as he started back towards the demon. When the time came, he would do exactly what the other wanted – no questions asked. It could be anything. It could cost him his very soul. But for Bucky? To bring him back and not drown in his pit of darkness and pain? Everyone else would kill him if they knew what he had done. And… they would discover. Bucky would discover. It mattered not. It was a price that Steve was willing to pay if that meant heaving the other man back. Alive. The same way he was before he…
“I’ll do it.”
ky knew the answer would more than likely be a ‘yes’. it was the only way to go – especially since steve wanted bucky back so badly. not that he could blame him; not everyone was willing to give up the people they loved the most. especially due to the snap that ripped away so many like something biblical.
the one’s left behind were lost, confused, and even begging for mercy. he could offer it , bring -many- people back, but there was always a price. it never was a good one either – nor was it something anyone wanted to pay. yet… here he was.
making sure that the other said yes – making sure they signed themselves into something they couldn’t get out of. no, ky didn’t want his soul, but he’d eventually obtain it. that was how he worked.. he always got what he wanted in the end.
“it’s a deal then.” he could have said more – could have explained that there would be true consequences to what ky was going to do, but why ruin a good thing? no, he’d deal with them eventually. for now… ky had real work to do. “you’ve made the right choice.”
Hellfirebound 