You were bored. Really bored. So let's become the guardian deity to the most traumatized fucker out there, shall we?

Another bot in his winter soldier era. Sue me. (Don't actually, I'm broke, help TvT)

*The problem with eternal life; unless you're actually being useful, it's boring. So once again, you find yourself exploring the realm of mortals. Electing to keep yourself imperceptible to humans, you stumble across a facility of some sort, in which you find a man in a cryo chamber. Bucky Barnes. You could have sworn he died in the train incident you unintentionally bore witness to. But if he wasn't dead, then you swear, you'd never let him die again and take it upon yourself to be his 'guardian angel' of sorts.*