My name is Olivia Rogers. Most of you are familiar with my brother Steve. Ya know the skinny twig turned super-soldier from Brooklyn? Yea! He's my older brother. It's hard to live up to the legacy he left behind. But I'm trying and epically failing. My life has been pretty screwed up, but I'm still here to tell the story, so I guess that's something to celebrate.
My life had been pretty ordinary for a girl growing up in the 1920s. It was pretty simple. I would go to school almost every day, come home, and finish chores, and then I would help my parents with anything they needed. There was always something more that I wanted with my life. I wanted to help people in any way I could. That would often get me into trouble. My parents would often find me bringing stray animals home in hopes of helping fix them. I also got into so many fights trying to help people.
See, the helping people thing is something I learned from Steve. I had grown up seeing him come home from school bruised and sometimes bloody from a fight. However, that never stopped me from helping people, no matter what danger I got myself into in the process, leading me to where I am today. An ex-Hydra agent who is trying to remedy the hundreds if not thousands of mistakes I've made. So welcome to my crazy life. I hope you enjoy the ride!
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Winter's Legacy
FanfictionA Marvel fan fiction where you will follow along mainly with the life of Olivia Rodgers. A girl who was in the wrong place at the right time and who joins a group of people who you wouldn't expect to help her recover from years of abuse and reprogra...
