We'll go down in history Remember me for centuries

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"I had a big breakfast." I could hear the Captain say to Samual Wilson. Why does his voice sound so familiar. The soldier reveals himself and pushes Captain off the edge.

"Steve!" Steve? Samual goes to fly off and help the Captain but the soldier grabs one of his wings and throws him back. Samual starts shooting at the soldier and I. We dodge the bullets as Samual goes to fly off. The soldier uses his retracker to rip off one of the wings and kicks him off the Helicarrier. The Samual guy gets his parachute out and lands on the roof of the Triskelion. A few S.H.I.E.L.D. agents starts shooting at us as I take my gun out and start shooting back.

"I didn't see the main target hit the ground. He still on here. Go." I tell the soldier. He nods his head and takes off running. I shoot a couple of agents. Something was happening. I hide behind the rubble of one of the jets as the agents shoot toward me. The helicarriers were aiming their guns at each other. Oh, no. The shots were fired as the helicarriers. I could feel the helicarrier moving underneath my feet. I hold a force field around myself.

One of the Helicarrier crashes into a dam beneath the Triskelion. Well, Pierce is not gonna be happy. I shoot the last agent and jump off the Helicarrier. I try to avoid the shots being fired as I go inside.

"Soldier!" I call out for him. Captain was standing up on the railing.

I ran straight to him and start punching repeatedly. He blocks a few as he grabs my foot and throws me. I gain control and plant my feet on the railing he stood on. He charges after me as I block his punches I pull out one of my throwing knives and try to stab him.

"I don't want to hurt you." Captain says. He blocks the knife grabbing wrist and twist it. I knee him in the stomach two times before turning around and throwing him over my shoulder. God, he's heavy. He swipes his foot across the floor as I dodge it. Kicking me in the face he climbs over top of me and punches my face. My head bounces off of the railing. I roll out from underneath and kick him in the stomach, ribs, face and groin. I could hear the soldier groaning in pain as I look down as see some rubble on top of him.

"Willow. That's your name. Its me. Its Steve." Captain says as he stands up.

"No," I throw a punch as he blocked it.

"Your name is Willow Ravenwood. You were born in 1918. Your Mother was a nurse. Your father died in combat during the war. Your favorite color is purple. Like when the sunsets you can see the sky turning purple. Me and Bucky Barnes are your best friends. Bucky is that guy down there." Captain points at The soldier. Pains struck across my head as I cover my temples with my hands. I grit my teeth as the memories flood back. I was walking down the street in a dress. On the right side of me stood a cleaned up Soldier in a uniform. On the left side was a wimpy pale kid that looked just like Captain. We were walking down the street with arms around each other. I open my eyes. This is some kind of trick.

I go to tackle the Captain as he grabs hold of my ankle. He pulls me down to the railing and throws me into the wall. I hit my head and fall to the glass window. My vision was blurry but I could see the Captain trying to held the Soldier. I must have hit my head pretty hard. Once the soldier got out he started fighting Captain. Captain stopped blocking the punches and drops his shield that falls out of the helicarrier. What?

"I'm not gonna fight you. You're my friend." The soldier pushes Captain to the ground.

"You're my mission." He then mercilessly punches Captain repeatedly across the face.

"You're my mission!" He yells out.

"Then finish it." Captain says as the soldier hesitates holding his fist up.

"Cause I'm with you to the end of the line." The soldier looks at Captain as if he's starting to remember something. I know that quote.

I sit up and finally gain my vision fully. Just then the bottom of the Helicarrier falls sending Captain down into the river below. I grab hold of the rim of the glass window as half my body was dangling. The glass goes right through my gloves as my hands were slipping off because of the blood. I groan in pain. The soldier runs over to me and tried to help me up but his eyes stayed lock on the water.

"Go." I tell him. He looks at me blankly then jumps. I let go of the rim and fall into the water. I surface up and drag myself to shore. The soldier pulls Captain out of the water. I get up an walk over to him. He was clutching his human arm to his chest.

"What do you want to do with him?" I asked.

"Nothing." He says quietly and walks away. I look at the Captain who was spitting up water. I follow after the soldier.

"Where are you going?" I run in front of him as he looks around.

"They will be coming after us. Far from here." He response back.

"No more HYDRA?" I asked. He thinks for a minute then shakes his head. Thank god.

"Well, do you mind if I join you? I think I remember you." He stops and turns to face me. He turns back around and continues walking.

"So where are we going?" I catch up to him.

"I want to know who I am." He replies back.

"So do I. The museum? Not dressed like this." I asked. We break into a family house and thankfully they had the right size clothes. I take my mask off and look at it. That was my life. They caused me so much hurt. So much pain. I couldn't tell the difference between what's wrong and what's right. I knew one thing for sure. Being with the soldier felt right. Soldier walks in and snatches the mask from me. I follow him through the house toward a fireplace. He sets my mask on fire.

"Thank you." I say quietly.

I knew I couldn't do it. We head to the museum and over to the Captain America section. We stand in front of Bucky Barnes exhibit. He died in 1944, falling off of a train. Not true, he's right next to me. He was friends with Captain America and Willow Ravenwood. Childhood friends. He was a soldier but served for the good. HYDRA captured him and Captain saved him along with a couple hundreds of men. In his picture he was cleaned up well. Short hair and freshly shaved skin. I look at the soldier in front of me and see the scruff​ on his face with the long hair. I actually prefer the long hair and scruff. It suits him.

We head over to a display. It was a picture of me in a world war two uniform. My name was Willow Ravenwood. Born in 1918 and died in 1944. I was childhood best friends with Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers AKA Captain America. I started out to be a nurse for the one-o-seventh. I trained all the nurses and was the best nurses on the one-o-seventh. Once I found out my best friend Bucky Barnes was captured by HYDRA I was trained to fight. I joined Captain America's team that took down the HYDRA bases. I was great friends with Peggy Carter an agent. Captain America and I crash landed and never recovered my body.

"That's me. I remember some of this." I whisper to the soldier.

"I remember you." He says back.