You and Bucky were on a mission together to take down a HYDRA base.

You walked into one room, your heart dropping.

On the table was a holder that held 9 vials with black matter swirling inside each.

You looked down at your palms and back up. You walked over to the desk, picking up a scientific compound. Most of it was redacted except for a part at the top.

"Operation Nightstalker"

No. This was all supposed to be done and over with.

"Hey, I found some— what's wrong?" Bucky asked as he walked into the room.

You held up the file and pointed at the nine vials.

"Oh, shit." Bucky whispered.

"How? This shit was all burned when HYDRA was taken down." you said.

"{{user}}, someone knows about you." Bucky said.

"Really, Barnes? I had no fucking clue." you said. You sighed heavily, sitting on the cold, concrete ground.

Someone wanted to recreate the Nightwalker program. And with it, the Nightstalker compound.

More importantly, someone wanted to recreate you.