Steve had left after the world had stopped shaking to go and see if there was something else happening or if that was just how this war was going to end. Sam silently begged, to whoever was listening up there, as she helped bandage up some civilians that it was the latter.
"Miss." The little girl who had spoken before questions while looking Sam in the eyes. Sam slowly looks away from the wrap around her wrist to look into her small eyes.
"You can just call me Sam." She replies with a smile.
"I'm Claire." The girl smiles back.
"Hi, Claire." Sam sighs before continuing to wrap Claire's wrist.
"Can I ask you a question?" She demands.
"Of course." Sam nods. "How can I be of service?"
"Is Captain America a hero again?" She inquires. "I want to find my daddy, maybe he can help me?"
"I think that he'd love to help you." Sam smiles and releases the young girl's arm. "Your arm should be just fine now, just don't put pressure on it. Okay?"
"Yes. Ma'am." Claire smiles again. "Will you tell him about my dad? I'll help look too!"
"Sounds good." Sam sighs as her eyes look to the floor, her mind suddenly transporting her back to about an hour ago.
Flashback
Sam stands over the bodies of the fallen agents, her body red from anger and her eyes almost a pure white. She blinks and they return to her normal shade, Steve stands across the room with a cautious look. Sam's hands shake as she drops the shield to the ground with a loud clatter.
"They aren't dead." Steve slowly states.
"W-what did I do?" Sam demands, her voice shaking.
"I don't know," Steve mumbles while slowly walking across the room, Sam quickly takes a few steps back. "Sam. Please."
"Steve, don't." Sam shakes her head. "I can't...I don't know how to control it.....I don't even know what it is!!"
"Then we can do this together. Alright?" Steve offers. "We'll work through it."
"How do you know?! I cannot do this, I'm not a superhero! I'm an orphan from Brooklyn who's been alone all my freaking life!" Sam screams.
"You're not an orphan." Steve shakes his head. "Really, you're not."
"Oh yeah? How am I not?" Sam rolls her eyes as Steve starts to walk closer again. Finally, he stops in front of her and sighs.
"Because I'm your father and I'm sorry-"
Reality
"Oh my god," Sam mumbles while falling against the wall, her breath instantly leaving her body as she continued to relive that moment over and over again.
Because I'm your father
Because I'm your father
"Miss, are you alright?" An older woman questions while setting her hand on Sam's shoulder. She jumps at the touch and looks up at the woman with wide eyes.
"Y-yes." Sam stutters. "I'm sorry is there anyone else-"
The doors to the building open and quickly shut soon revealing Steve. He stands there with dirt all over his clothes and a little bit more blood than before. His mask was missing and his shield straps were hanging loosely on the shield itself.
"Captain America!" A man gasps. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, yes, I'm fine," Steve replies while waving him off, his eyes immediately lock with Sam's and he quickly crosses the room towards her shaking form. Sam quickly stands with the help of the wall and pushes herself off of it to meet him halfway.
"What's going on?" Sam questions just as Steve questioned if she was okay. "I'm fine, what's going on?"
"Fighting has stopped. Tony's already started the concept of clean up for the city." Steve shortly explains, still having a worried expression. "Everyone's accounted for except for Dean, Logan, and Charles."
At the mention of their names, Sam's gut wrenches in a way that made her feel ten times worse. She shakes her head and looks to the floor before quickly looking into Steve's eyes. "Something's wrong."
"What do you mean?" He questions.
"Something isn't right, you guys should've found them," Sam states while running her hands through her hair.
"What do you mean?" Steve repeats.
"There's something wrong!" Sam states. "Very wrong, that explosion....it wasn't an accident."
"I'm confused, how do you-"
Sam cuts him off by taking off for the doors, she breaks through them and doesn't wait for Steve to catch up. She quickens her speed when his footsteps soon follow hers. The two of them pass by some of the team members who stare after them in confusion before joining in on the chase.
"Sam, slow down!" Steve yells.
"No!" She screams and picks up speed again. "Something's wrong, he's....he's hurt!"
Finally, she rounds the corner and catches herself on the brick wall, her breathing loud and labored but she quickly gasps and tries to walk forward when arms wrap around her to pull her back.
There on the ground lay Dean, his body now covered in all black like someone had made him explode and he was just....ash. Sam screams in agony as her legs give out and she sinks to the ground, her sobs growing louder and louder as she tried to rip herself out of the person's grasp. Logan rounds the corner with Charles in tow, tears streaming down their own cheeks.
"What did you do?!" Sam screams at them. "How could you do this?!"
"Sam," Steve warns.
"He was your son! You let him die!" She screams before breaking out into more sobs. She turns around and pulls Steve into a hug, burying her face into his shoulder. "Why'd he have to die? He can't die....he promised he'd never leave me."
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Ahhhhhh
So, it's your turn to decide.
Is Dean really dead? Or is this just a play?
hehe, I love cliffhangers!
Also, sorry for the sucky chapter. It's like midnight here and I'm super tired right now but I thought that I'd give you guys something.
-Author Out
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I Still Believe In Heroes
Fanfiction*read at own risk this was written by a 14yo** The Avengers were missing and broken apart SHIELD was gone Hydra took over everything The Xmen disappeared Justice League was gone, disbanded Samantha Mills knew that every hero was still out there, som...
