7) Marvel - F • The Girl who couldnt be saved

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OC X STEVE ROGERS (Captain America)

The daughter if two highly respected SHIELD agents. At the age of 8 she is taken by Hydra and trained as a solider.

They manage to convince her that her parents didn't care for her and she started working for them willingly.

On a mission she is given information that shows her that Hydra isnt who they say they are so she tries to run. However Hydra get her back. This time they wipe her memory and give her compliance words.

Another mission comes around. She has to take out Bucky Barnes eg. The Winter Solider. The avengers manage to break her from they're command and take her in.

However Hydra arent willing to give her up. They continue to send people after her and one time they succeed and send her back.

She spends some more time at Hydra. Her memory wiped but things eventually start coming back and this time she knows to keep that quiet.

She and a team of Hydra agents are sent to fight against the avengers. She starts of on Hydra's side but when the agents have Captain America surrounded she jumps in and takes the bullets for him.

A/N I decided to write something. It's basically how I would imagine her death. You are free to use it if you write this story. It would be nice to have some credit.

'All the memories come flooding back to me. Steve Roger's, Captain America saved me. And here he is ready to die because of me. I knew what I had to do.

It was like time had slowed down. I ran in front of the man I love protecting him from the incoming rain of bullets.

The power pushes me back each time a bullet cuts into me. It stings and first but then fades into a strange numbness.

The guns stop and I fall to the ground. My ears ringing and my vision fading darker and darker.

I'm just able to make out the shouts and cries of Steve. The rain of bullets. The clashing of metal. And the sound of punches which are followed with the grunts if pain.

It eventually dies out and I'm left wondering what happened.

My vision getting darker and darker. I see the silhouette of Steve above me. The wet tears dropping into my face. And the warmth now in my lips.

In a dry yet emotion filled voice I manage to say, "I'm here Steve... I will always be..."

The world goes dark. The sound mutes. The pain gone.'

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