Chapter 1

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This takes place back in 2015.

You were living in a small apartment in New York city. One bedroom, small kitchen, small everything really but it was good for only you. Well and paisley your pup. You were going for a run so you decided to take paisley with you. You hooked her to her leash and the two of you were off. You ran into your landlord and chatted for a few minutes. She was the sweetest old lady. Mrs. Smith. "You know I always tell you this but you look like this little girl I used to babysit back in the forty's. God she was a beautiful little girl. Y/n rogers was her name, after her brother disappeared she became obsessed with finding a way to bring him back. It killed her." She smiled and rubbed your arm. She was right it did kill you, finding that poison was how you died the first time. Everyone thought you just ran away but no. You kept looking for Steve.

You smiled and said your goodbyes. You and paisley took off around the block down to the park. The two of you were running when you were being ran into. You turned around to see a man in a metal suit flying around above you. You grabbed paisley and took off. You were running back to your apartment when paisley got loose and took off running you ran after her and got pinned under some debris from your building. It had been destroyed. You tried to get free but there was no use. There was metal of some sort in your side and the blood was coming out fast. You started to get light headed as you laid there basically bleeding out. You closed your eyes for just a moment.

When you wake you see a bunch of guys standing over you. "Guys she's still alive." One guy with long blonde hair said. They were pulling the building debris from out around you trying to get you lose. You look around and notice then one man. "Steve?" The man looks down at you and gives you a confused look. "I'm sorry do I know you?" He said as he tilted his head. "I'm sorry. You look like my older brother who disappeared a long time ago. His name was Steve Rogers. He was called Captain America. You look like him." He bent down and brushed the hair behind your ear and smiled when he saw your strip of white hair. "Y/n?" He said smiling. He took his mask off and looked at you with tears in his eyes. "Steve." You said as your voice cracked. The metal man got you out of the debris and you stood up. You pulled the metal out of your side. They all screamed at you.

You walked up to Steve. "I looked everywhere for you." You said pushing him. "You bastard. You left me all alone I had no one!" You screamed as the tears formed in your eyes. The long haired guy pulled you away. "HOW COULD YOU?!" You shook out of his grip and went back for Steve. He looked down at you and you pulled him in for a hug. "You left me." You said into his chest. "I know." He said holding you a little closer. "Well this is touching but we should really get you looked at." You turned around to see the metal man talking. "Paisley." You said and then you took off.

You turned the corner to see her hiding behind a dumpster in the alley. "Paisley girl." You said softly. She poked her head out around the corner and wagged her tail. She limped over to you but still wagging her tail. You walked back out holding her and smiling. "What is that?" Metal man asked. "This is Paisley. She's the only thing that I care about in the world." He looked at you and Steve grabbed your hand. You grabbed your side and winced in pain. "God." You groaned. "Of all the ways I've died, I never thought bleeding out from a metal pole would be one."

You fainted and Steve picked you up and the blonde haired guy took Paisley. They took you back to the compound. They got you all fixed up and fixed Paisley. You woke up in a bed with Paisley laying beside you. You had no idea where you were so you panicked. You got up and walked downstairs where you saw Steve. "So you're real?" you ask looking at him with a smile. "I'm very real. There's someone else you would like to see you y/n." He said and that's when you saw him turn the corner. "You?"

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