Chapter 11 - Broken memories

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As I returned back to my room in the Swiss Alps, I dropped to the floor at the verge of a memory. 

Me and Bucky were fighting about something, me joining the military. 

"You are not joining with me!" Shouted Bucky. 

Somehow, I managed to join with him and I, supposedly, died from saving my brother's life. 

Looking at the clock, I noticed it was 1:00. 

"Crap!"I shouted. 

"I'm supposed to be meeting my brother and the American soldier!" I said to myself. 

Dressing in my uniform (Image above) I cut my hair with the dagger I had in my belt and jumped out the window. 

(What is it with me jumping out the window?)

"I see you made it." He said. 

"Why wouldn't I? It was my idea anyway." I stated. 

"I see you cut your hair again." Said the American. 

"What's your name?" I asked him. 

"You really don't remember me?" He asked, looking sad. 

"I need to show you both something." I said.

 "Are you with me?" I asked, holding out my hands. 

"Till the end of the line." They said in unison.

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