𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 (Captain America x Male Reader)

001. (𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℑ𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫)

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"Y/N, I swear you better be up" I hear a familiar voice shout at me from outside my room, but I choose to ignore them because I was too sleepy to get up. But the happy thought of going back to sleep was crushed with the sound of my bedroom door squeaking open, which was followed by a loud and disappointed sigh. "Y/N, you need to get up before you're late" the same voice tells me as I hear their footsteps get closer to where I was laying in bed. I was just going to ignore them and hope that they would just leave, but then I felt something freezing cold being poured on top of me. 

"What was that for?" I shout as I jolt out of bed in shock of the cold water touching my skin, and I look over to see my best friend Sasha standing in front of me trying to hold in her laugh. It takes her a while to get herself together before she can give me a reason for her actions, "Well you see, you told me to get you up... no matter what" she tells me using air quotes on the last part. She quickly turns on her feet and walks out of the room, leaving me in my cold and wet clothes. I slowly take off my soaked clothes and make my way over to my wardrobe, you would think I was a morning person from my time in the Killer Room and having to be up every morning at 5am. 

I know what you're thinking 'Y/N...what's the Killer Room', well let me get you all caught up but basically the Killer Room was the male version of the Red Room. It was run under the same organization but instead of Black Widow, we were called The Scorpions. I was kidnapped from my parents when I was only 9 years old and was in the Killer Room for years being trained as a Killer Assassin, even going on a few missions. But one year, the Killer Room was exposed for a reason, I will tell you about it soon, but not just yet. They decided to keep the Red Room a secret, they needed to get rid of everyone that could expose it too... so that meant they had to kill everyone including me.

They were just planning to kill us all in our sleep with poisonous gas, but luckily one of the guards didn't like the idea so he decided to at least help some of us. He couldn't come up to us and just tell us the plan because we were brainwashed  and won't go against the Killer Room... well some of us weren't, but again story for a different time. But luckily there was this gas that they used to wake us up from the brainwashing, but they only used that when they were torturing us for fucking up a mission and wanted us to know what was happening. So luckily that group was mine, and he woke us up and explained what was going to happen, so instead of sitting around like a waiting ducks... we had a plan.

I would go through everything that happened that night but I still have nightmares about it to this day. I can still see everyone around me falling to the ground as we were being shot down, no one should have to witness that much death. The only thing that I will tell you about that night was that I was the only survivor and I've been running for my life since then. Either they have never found me, or they just gave up but I wasn't taking any chances so I changed my name and never stayed in a place too long. 

I was eventually caught by the police because people were calling them about a teenager sleeping on the street. And was put into a Foster Home, even though we all knew I was just going to age out of it soon. But that's how I met my best friend Sasha because she was in the same foster home too and we clicked immediately being the oldest ones there. I never told her about my past because I didn't know how she would react to it. So when she would ask me stuff about my favourite movie or show, I didn't have one because of not being allowed to listen to or watch things. So I would just say I didn't have TV or Music at home, which wasn't a lie but just left out the part that it was because I was trained as a killer assassin. 

But of course no one wanted to adopt teenagers, so we were stuck in the care system until we aged out and were thrown into the real world with no help. We both had different ideas of what we wanted to do after, we both knew we wanted to help people. I decided to use my skills and Knowledge for good so I decided to join the army. Whereas Sasha knew since she was younger that she wanted to be a nurse or doctor, so she went down that route and got a medical degree. We stayed in contact through the years, and of course would spend Christmas and Thanksgiving with each other when we could since we didn't have any other family.