Winter Tricks: Lost In Time | Book 1 of Winter Tricks |

Winter Tricks: Lost In Time

Author's Note:

I do not own any characters,except The following:
-Grace Eve Williams
-Diana Grace Williams
-Daniel Lucas Williams
-The people in Grace's support group
-Grace's family
-Macy Connors
-Noelle Dawson
All other characters belong to Stan Lee,Marvel Comics,and Marvel Studios.
I will somewhat go with the plot line of The First Avenger and The Winter Soldier.
Do not steal or copy any contents of this story.If you want to use a certain idea that I have used,please ask my permission.If you steal or copy I will report you.
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That is all.Enjoy my new story,Winter Tricks:Lost in Time

Prologue:

I slipped on my red shorts that went up to the middle of my thigh.I still wasn't quite used to my legs being this exposed,however I liked the changes in women clothing.I never liked wearing skirts all the time.

I pull my blue v-neck over my head and then laced up my new white shoes,which were call Converse or Chuck Taylor's.I brushed my dirty blond hair into its natural waves,then I got my cellular phone off my desk.It was called an IPhone and I didn't fully know how to use it,but I was learning fast-according to Macy,at least.

"Are you ready,Tricks?"Steve questions from outside my bedroom door.Since my teleportation to 2013,I moved into a apartment with my best friend,Steve Rogers.He was still getting used to the changes,but I arrived after him so he know more than I do.

"Yeah."I call out,grabbing my swords.Steve opens the door and sees the swords in my hand.

"You won't need those."He informs me.

"You never know,"I reply.

"Don't worry,"Steve assures me,"You are just going to talk to a support group.Macy says it's good idea."

"It's stupid."I retort,"Did you have to do it?"

"I had the Avengers to help me,"He explains,"Seeing as they are busy,this is your only option."

"I don't feel safe without my swords."I tell him,and that was true.The past 3 months I had been here,I had trained in hand-to-hand combat and learned I had a natural-born talent on Sword-combat.All this lead up to me creating my own secret identity,like Captain America,except I'm called Trickster Blade.

"It's just a for a little while,"He says,"You'll be fine.I'll be right around the block,if anything goes down...I'll be there.Package deal,remember?"He grins at me.

"Package deal."I say,smiling.

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The air-conditioning made me shiver as Steve and I walked into the two-story building.Steve notices my coldness and takes his navy blue jacket off,then hands it to me.

"You don't hav-",Before I could finish he drapes the coat over my shoulders.I smile slightly as I let out a small defeated sigh."Steve Rogers,always looking after me."

"That's what friends are for."He states,"I'm gonna go,okay?"I nod.Steve gives me a hug and kisses my forehead.With that,he walks out the door.

I put my arms through the sleeves of the over sized jacket that almost went over my shorts.Then,I enter the room where my "support group" for those who have gone through something traumatic.

In the room was a circle of 7 chairs,and 6 of them were filled.There was three guys and three girls.I sit down between a guy with black hair and glasses and a girl with brown hair and a pretty face.

It was only a few minutes till I knew everyone in the room.

There was Derek,who was the guy I was sitting by.He had lost his mother a month before and he was only 17.
The girl beside me was Hannah and she was 18.She just got told two weeks ago she had cancer.
A 20-year-old boy with red hair named Jason had lost his brother a month and two weeks ago.
The other boy,Fred, had dyed his hair pink because his sister just lost her life three weeks ago to Breast Cancer.He was only 18.
A 16-year-old girl named Kendra has been getting bullied at school for the past 3 years of her life,and she attempted to kill herself.
The other girl was the leader of the group,she was 29 and had lost her whole family in a house fire when she was 7.Her name is Sarah.

"Let's welcome our new member."Sarah announces,"We would like to get to know you better,so tell us about yourself and some things you like."

I take a breath."It's actually really hard to explain myself,"I admit,"I'm guessing everyone has heard the story of Captain America and his adventures in 1940s."Everyone nods.

"My grandmother would always talk about him,because he saved my grandfather's life from a Hydra camp."Fred tells me as he plays with his pink hair.

"My grandfather told me a story about Captain America's best friend,Grace.She helped him when he was injured."Hannah shares,"I always wanted to be like her when I was child."

"We all know that Captain America is alive and young."I state,"What if someone else fro that time was too?Like they went to sleep in 1940s and just woke up in the year 2013 on day?"

"Like time travel?"Kendra questions.

"More like teleportation,"I tell her.

"I'm sorry,but what does this have to do with yourself?"Sarah asks.I smile at her stupidity.

"My name is Grace Williams and I was born April 4th,1918,"I share with the group,"I have the ability to teleport and have psychic powers.I am best friends with Captain America."

They all looked at me in awe.Sarah being the first to recover from her shock.

"I know it is obvious that you have lost a lot,but what is the reason you are here,that you decide to come?"Sarah asks.

"I'm lost in time."