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All I see is black. I feel cold. I can hear talking going around me.

"She's alive? How can that be? Is she like another Captain America?" Some one mumbled. I can feel heat blowing at me.

I open my eyes I gasp for breath. I look around and see I'm still in my uniform. I see people looking at me.

'Where am I?' I ask.

A dark skinned man walked in the room. He saw me awake and standing. He walked over to me.

"What's your name and age and what year?" He said.

'Presidential Soldier Sammy McStiles. Seventeen. 1970. Sir who are you. Where's the general or the President?' I asked confused.

'Where am I?'

"Well Sammy its 2012. And you are at shield head quarters. Follow me I like you to meet a man." He said.

2012? Um that will make me 42? Oh my Charlie! I noticed we stopped. I looked up and see a man punching a bag. We walked in.

"Rogers this is Sammy McStiles. Get to know each other. I have something to do." He said. I walked and looked around.

"Hello my name is Steve Rogers or Captain America." He said. Once he said that I went straight.
I stood straight and saluted him.

'It's an honor to meet you sir. I heard your story's. My name is Sammy McStiles. Or known as Presidential Soldier. One moment I was flying a plane into the arctic next I open my eyes to a white room. During a war then saying I was in ice for twenty five years.' I said. Looking down. I let a tear fall out of my eye.

'How many people died because I wasn't there to save them. It's my fault. Everyone I know probably killed or thought I was dead. And for what I don't even know if we won the war.' I said.

I walk over to the punching bag. I punched it once only for the bag to break off and the a hole in the wall were it landed.

"This happened to me too. I was piloting a plane that was going haywire and won't slow down I plunged it into the water to save New York back in World War Two. I woke up 70 years later from being in ice. And how old are you when you went in the ocean if you don't mind ma'am?" He asked.

'I had just came back saving myself and a soldier from being imprisoned. I celebrated my seventeenth birthday by escaping and started our walk to camp on the other side of the country. So I was seventeen. I was on my third tour in Iraq. I started serving in the military when I was fourteen.' I said looking at him.
"Why that young didn't your parents have any thing in your decision?" He asked.
I laugh 'my parents drinks alcohol and beat me till I was out cold. I ran away when I was fourteen. Saved people in New York at night called myself the runaway hero. Until I was caught and put in the system. I was put in child custody of the general. I beat training records and sent to Iraq that same night I was caught. You can go to sleep if your tired I understand.' I said.
"What about you should be tired also right?" He asked.
'I can't I was kidnapped before I was caught and injecting me with serums. I'm like you but I'm given enhanced mind. Enhanced physically. With enhanced senses. Something went wrong and now I never sleep. I can heal fast leaving only light scars.' I said with a sad smile.
'I'm going to see if I can find my little brother and ma. They are the ones that accepted me when I told my story. Goodnight captain.' I said walking out running into a guard type person.
'Excuse me can you show me to Fury's office?' I asked.
"Yeah sure follow me." The guard said. I followed to a door.
I thanked him and knocked on the door. And waited for permission.

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