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𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘛𝘸𝘰
Why am I doing this?
Why do I care so much?
I've asked myself these questions over and over again. I couldn't help comparing myself to Steve.
Steve has known him for decades. I've only known him for a few days.
Right?
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The Winter Soldier saved me.
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I felt a sharp pain jolt through my head. I couldn't tell if it was from that shield being thrown at me or something else.
All I knew now was that my brain was overrunning.
Flooding with memories.
Memories I had suppressed for so long. I thought I'd let them all flow through already, but I was wrong.
There were more.
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"How did you escape?"
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A loud blast drew me away from my thoughts. I'd almost forgotten I'd stranded myself in a plummeting death ship. I assumed the loss of blood was making my brain go fuzzy.
I knew I had to get out of here. But I wasn't leaving quite yet.
I slowly picked myself up off the ground, stepping out of the way of falling debris. I needed to find him.
Where are you?
I heard a shriek of pain. I'd heard that shriek before. More than once, I now realize.
