SuperSoldier (SI-OC/MCU) ENG

23: Meeting

It's my birthday! Early chapter to celebrate ;D

23: Meeting

It was dark, his drowsy consciousness barely able to feel anything, brief flashes, images, memories, sensations that soon stopped due to his forced sleep state.

Who was he? What was he? Those had been some of the first questions he asked himself, questions to which no one answered, at least not in the way he expected. But what did he expect? His creator had acclaimed him as a failure because whenever his eyes opened, it was to see an unknown world that the next moment would be engulfed in flames. Then after a few moments, his consciousness would return to that numbing darkness, and his eyes would close once more, leaving him alone again, aware of his existence but powerless to truly exist.

He was confused, knowing things but at the same time knowing nothing, an existence without purpose.

While submerged in this state, he felt the air once more, the oxygen hit his skin causing the flames to come to life. The android opened his eyes, looking at an unfamiliar place, seeing an unfamiliar face that was vaguely familiar at the same time.

"Very well, you are awake," the man with a star on his chest approached, with a single hand, he tore off the door of the cabin where he had been locked up, and for the first time in his existence, the android was free. Receiving more oxygen than before, his flames rose, hitting the man who had freed him, and for an instant, an unfamiliar feeling reached the android's synthetic mind.

If he were human, he would have known it was concern, but contrary to all the data that had been inserted into his mind about human biology, the fire did not harm the person in front of him. Instead, the man ignored the burning flames as if they were just a simple breeze and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Calm down, it's all right," his voice was soothing, deep, and full of confidence. The android looked at him clumsily, not knowing what to do or say despite knowing thousands of words.

Then he looked at himself, at the flames that surrounded him, dancing and uncontrolled. Then he remembered again, his first memories, a failure, a disaster. That was what his creator said when his eyes opened for the first time.

Something dangerous.

In a panic, he tried to step back, but the hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"Don't get upset, first, let's put out these flames," the android looked up in bewilderment, put out the flames? More memories came, his creator had tried to do it many times, failing all of them, so how would this man do such a thing?

His question was answered when the liquid suddenly spilled against his body, followed by a cold white mist.

His flames suddenly receded, and he felt something different, something had changed. When the white mist settled, and he could look at himself once more, he noticed with incredulity his body, his naked body without flames.

He looked at the palms of his hands with fascination.

"Liquid nitrogen, how about that? An unexpected solution, isn't it?" The android looked at the man with unfamiliar feelings. This person had fixed what his creator could not, had made him cease to be a failure, a danger.

"Who are you?" For the first time in his existence, words left his lips. His voice, hearing himself, was an inexplicable experience.

"You can call me John, you can call me Captain America, or if you want to be too formal, you can call me Colonel. Use whichever you prefer. From now on, you can say I am your superior."

His superior? He knew the meaning of the word; in fact, he had been designed to serve, so it was expected that he would obey orders. But still, he couldn't help having doubts even though he shouldn't be able to.