Elizabeth's P.O.V.
I'm just walking down the street in downtown Lawrence, Kansas, no job, no money, no friends, no family, just me and my demons. Its rather warm, considering I'm from New York, where it's colder this time of year.
Now, I know it's stupid but, being apart of HYDRA, they teach you everything. Even how to pickpocket. I look at everyone in the street. Not just to find my target, but to admire how beautiful it is. It wasn't really all that busy but, it was busy enough to have good targets. I look around and see one headed right for me. How easy. I think to myself.
I walk forward and keep my head down. I 'accidentally' bump into him. As I do, I reach into his pocket and grab his wallet. "Oops. I am so sorry. Are you okay, sir?" I ask politely. "Oh, yes. I'm fine. I apologize if you got hurt. I wasn't watching where I was going," He apologized. "It's my fault entirely. Let me pay for any damage done," I tell him. He looks at me then laughs. "Why don't we just say it was both our faults and leave it at that?" He asks. I laugh a little and nod. "Sure. Leave it at that," I say as I smile at him.
I walk away to a park bench, sit, and look through it. "Hello Mr. Bently. How much do we have?" I ask as I start counting. I'm not saying how much, but wowzas. He was loaded. But I take what I need. Never more, never less. I take $40 out and put it in my pocket. "SIR! EXCUSE ME!" I yell after him. He turns around sees me. "Sir, I think you dropped this when we ran into each other," I tell him, making him smile and me seem like a good guy. "Oh goodness! Thank you! I don't know what I would have done if I lost it," He told me. We chat for a few more minutes and then he leaves and I go to a small diner. It's like an old fashioned type of diner. From the 1940s.
F L A S H B A C K
"Come on, Steve! Let's go!" I squealed at Steve as we stood outside of a nice diner. "I don't know. The people in there look like-" "Like they're having fun! Please?" I pout. He sighs a very slow sigh. "Fine. For one hour. Then we're leaving," He tells me. I nod quickly before we go in. We talk about random things while getting drunk on milkshakes. We laugh and giggle and snort milkshake out of our noses. We order burgers and fries and more milkshakes.We end up staying until they have to kick is out. We laugh all the way home. It was the last time, before the war, we had a good laugh and had fun. Even Peggy couldn't make me laugh like that. She couldn't get me to go into that diner if my life depended on it. That was the last time I had an amazing night with the best person ever. My big brother.
F L A S H B A C K O V E RI sit down at a booth and behind me are guys talking about demons and Hell and shit like that. I look around and look at someone in the far corner looking at the men. So it's not just me and they are being obnoxiously loud. I start to giggle at what I'm about to do.
Can you two please quiet down? Some of us are trying to relax and eat in peace. I ask, sending them a brain message. I turn slightly and look at them out of the corner of my eye. They look scared and confused as the look around the diner.
I'm in the booth behind you. I giggle. The one closest to me turns around and they both stare at me in bewilderment.
"H- How'd you do that?" The one with short hair asked. He was rather cute. I can like others but I can only love one. "Let's start with something simple," I begin, "what're your names? No lies," I finish. They look at each other before the cute one begins. "I'm Dean Winchester and this is my little brother Sam. What's yours?" Dean says. "Elizabeth. Elizabeth Rogers. Captain America's little sister," I say. They looked shocked. "You're the Captain's sister?!" Sam asks. "Yes now shut up. I don't need everyone in here to know that," I say, getting upset. They can clearly see me getting upset since my powers swirl. "I-uh-I need some air," I stutter as I jump up and run for the door, Dean and Sam right behind me.I whip on my heal and face them, well, facing Dean's chest. I back up as he does too. "W-Where's the nearest open area?" I ask. They exchange looks before Sam says, "C'mon. We'll take you there," We take off in a sprint, well, they do. I have to jog to keep next to them. When we get to the edge of a field, I tell them to stay there as I superspeed to the middle. I scream and fall to my knees as almost all my powers come together and create a really bright light. It's almost blinding. I can feel the fire starting to burn me, the water drown me, the air suffocate, the Earth trapping me, I can hear people's thoughts louder than usual, chaotic magic lifting and moving things around me, lightening striking me, and my brain working faster than it does with superspeed. As it all died down, I could hear Dean and Sam running towards me, screaming my name. I collapse to the ground breathing heavy. By the time they reach me, all I can do is say "Stark... Tow-Tow-Tower... New York." After I tell them that, I blackout.
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