Her Soldier

Twenty-Four

-January 1945-

One by one, they've taken down Hydra's bases. I've been so tempted to go help them but Stark has been keeping me busy. We've been doing research on recreating the super soldier serum, along with figuring out my past. He got in touch with his friend from Oxford, who sent us an extremely long letter plus some books.

His letter told me Thor is the god of lightning. His parents are Odin and Frigga. Loki is his brother and, apparently, there's also Hela. Loki is a trickster, and Hela is the goddess of Death.

I'm not mentioned. At all.

I don't know how to feel with that. Could Schmidt have been lying? I wouldn't put him passed it.

"Hey! Come look at this." Stark shouts. I walk over to him, leaning over to look at the book. "...Elizabeth, Thorsdaughter, believed to be Thors first and only daughter. Her mother remain unknown. First appearance was in 1508AD." He reads. "And here's a picture of you. Well, supposedly." I look at the drawing. If I'm being honest, it looks nothing like me. "You're half human. Thor had an affair with a human? That's interesting." I keep looking at the picture. My hair is the same color white blonde and my eyes are white. Maybe it is me when I was younger. I don't know how fast I age. In the picture, I look like a teenager. Now, physically, I look to be in my early 20s. I tell people I'm 23.

"You ok, blondie?" Stark bumps me.

"I think so. I just have more questions. Does it say anything about my powers?" I ask.

"Uhhhh yea. You're strong, can fly, have white eyes, and have ice powers. They call you Skadi." Strange name.

"They as in people?" He nods. "Does it mention how Thor comes down to earth?"

"Something called The Byfrost. It's guarded by Hemdil. Doesn't say if we can call on it, I wouldn't even know where to begin." He explains.

"Maybe say the guys name? I don't know, we can try it?"

"I'm game." He shrugs. He shuts the book and we walk outside. Just as we step foot on the dirt, I see people running towards the entrance. A truck pulls in and I immediately run to it. They're home. He's home.

The truck comes to a stop and they all pile out. I don't see him on this side so I go to the other, a huge smile on my face. I miss him so much.

When I found the side, I only see Steve and Dugan.

Where is he? Did I miss him?

I make eye contact with Steve and see his eyes are red. "Evie..." He sniffles. No... he can't be.

"Where is he?" He opens his mouth to speak but nothing comes out. "Where. Is. He. Steven?!" I yell. He slowly walks closer to me. I can see the tears running down his cheeks.

"I'm so sorry..."

"No. No! Where the hell is he?!" I yell and run over to the truck, throwing open the doors. This has to be a prank. A sick, fucking prank.

When I see the truck is empty, I feel my body go numb and my knees buckle. Arms catch me. I hear someone speak but I can't understand what they're saying. It doesn't matter anyways. My husband is dead. My best friend.

Tears slowly fall down my cheeks. My body regains feeling and I get out of the persons arms. "What happened?" I look up at Steve, who is also crying.

"We were on a train, trying to get to Schmidt's scientist. A guy with two weapons came out and fired at us. I went down and when the man shot at him, it created a hole in the train. He flew out of it. I tried, Evie... I tried so hard to grab him. But the piece of metal he was holding on to was loose. He... he fell to his death. I'm so sorry... I-" I wrap my arms around his torso and hug him. We're both feeling his loss. He probably feels like it's his fault but I don't blame him. There was nothing he could do. "It's all my fault." He sobs.

"No, it's not. Please don't blame yourself." I cry. We hold each other because we're all we have now.

"I'm sorry, Evie. I really am."

"I know... I don't blame you."

"Captain." We both pull back, finding Phillips standing there. "I'm very sorry for your loss. But we need to do a debrief." Steve wipes his face.

"Tell me the coordinates." I beg him. He looks down at me, confused. "I need to get his body. He deserves a burial."

"No, Evie, I don't want you seeing that. He won't... he won't look like himself. If there's even anything left. He fell two weeks ago." He explains.

"He's my husband, Steve. I'm going to get whatever is left of him. Tell me." I demand. He sighs but pulls out a piece of paper and writes them down.

"Let me come with you." He says.

"No, I have to do this and you'll just slow me down." I tell him. Just as I go to fly off, I see them bring out Schmidt's scientist. "You." I growl and stomp over to him. "You're the reason he's dead. LOOK AT ME!" I yell. He won't even make eye contact. He slowly raises his head and jumps when he sees my white eyes. "My husband and thousands of others are dead because of you and your leader. You're a pathetic excuse of a human and I hope you rot in hell." I seethe. He's lucky I don't kill him right now. Death would be too easy. He deserves to be burned, tortured, slowly killed.

"I am sorry, miss." He sighs.

"Like hell you are. You're just sorry you got caught." I punch him as hard as I can, which of course knocks him out.

"Eva! Stand down!" Phillips yells. I look back, glaring at him, then fly off. If I were to stay another second, I would've killed the scientist. He's a waste of oxygen anyways.

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I look at the coordinates and follow them. It takes me about two hours to get there. I land near the area and begin walking around, trying to find him. There's no blood, it's probably covered by the snow. I walk along the mountain side, trying to find his body, which is becoming difficult.

There's rocks all over the place. The train tracks are probably 100ft in the air. There's no way he would've survive that fall. I spot something shiny and dig it out of the snow. His compass. Must mean I'm close. I pocket the compass and continue looking around. His body should be somewhere close but I'm still not having any luck.

I continue walking around, searching for him. It's been nearly 2 hours but I don't want to give up. I climb on the rocks, finding his dog tags. There's some blood on the rock but I can't find any anywhere else.

A part of me knows he's gone but I still hope. There's no way he could have survived that fall. But I don't know why is body isn't here.

Another half an hour, I give up. I don't know why his body isn't here, it makes no sense. There's no animals around here so he should still be here. I continue walking the span of the mountain but still come across nothing.

Another half hour and I give up. Everything feels numb. How am I supposed to continue? Hell I don't even know if I can die... but I want to. I don't want to live this long life without him.