Thrown Into Secrets

Steve wanders around in 1942

Who else here is mostly gay, but has to be bi because of the fact that women are just so damn amazing?

NOTES ^^^

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Steve waved as Klaus walked away, the feeling of fear creeping back into his chest as he wondered what he would need a female bird for. Stepping into the tent, he saw things he didn't expect to see in there, for one, there were colored shards of light dancing on the inside of the tent, a sliver of light shining through a rip in the tent's fabric and bouncing off of a ball made of colorful glass attached to the ceiling. There was a side desk covered with folders and papers and pens all organized nicely, books about all types of subjects on a shelf above it, built onto the desk with two tall stacks of books piled onto the already existing layer, and a closet with drawers. Something about the small tent felt cozy and comfortable, almost like a home, but it also felt strange to Steve, almost as if he was intruding on something that he wasn't supposed to see. It was like walking into someone else's life, but he went against his better judgement and started searching the place. It was a simple yet complicated set up, everything having a specific place in exact spots, so he made sure to put everything back where he took it from. Looking through all of the books, he found subjects from anything on advanced sciences, mathematics, architectural designs, to human behaviors, kinesiology, running businesses, global studies, foreign languages, criminal justice, engineering, culinary arts, and communications. The files and papers were all plans for past missions, being neatly dated on the top left corner of the folders, and when Steve started looking through them, he got everything he ever needed to know about the person he was in this reality or whenever he was. His name was Grant Steven Rogers, easy to remember, and he was a spy and skilled assassin for the German military, having been in direct contact with Johann Schmidt and Adolf Hitler directly for all of his given missions. The current year was 1942, a little bit after the year when Steve had first gotten the super soldier serum and a few years from landing himself in ice, but according to the mission records, the serum was first injected into Grant Rogers in 1933, when his adopted father stole it when Grant was dangerously ill and at risk of dying. Steve quickly took out the oldest mission report and started reading through all of them in order. Grant Rogers was born in Brooklyn New York, on July 4th, a sick and weak baby with an equally weak twin brother who disappeared without a trace or name to track him down. Grant was sent to Germany with a family friend, but that friend died, leaving Grant to be taken to an orphanage when he was nearing a year of age, only to be adopted by a German scientist and his wife. He quickly grew up, becoming friends with Klaus, his father half english, half french with the name of Antoine Saint-Expuréy, and mother, Louise Potts, half German half english. Although Grant was raised to believe that he was completely German, he became increasingly doubtful and very sick. In 1933, his adopted father stole an incomplete super soldier serum from his coworker, Abraham Erskine, and injected it into a 13 year old Grant who became just like any other child of his age, his sickness no longer slowing him down. The boy grew into a young man who enlisted into the German army in 1937 due to a strong loyalty to his country and was immediately put into contact with scientists and weapon engineers due to his incredibly analytical mind and heightened agility, only later figuring out just what the super soldier serum was and reporting it to his superiors. Late 1938, he began contact with Schmidt to determine his possible futures in the military as Klaus enlisted. Grant started his work as a professional spy soon after, his first ever mission to confirm his loyalty, was an order to kill his traitor of an adopted father, easily completed with the knowledge that he was adopted. He succeeded in his mission without his adopted mother or two younger sisters ever finding out that it was him. Grant completed mission after mission flawlessly and with ease, learning any skills he would need to use from gardening to quantum physics, all while spending his free time and nights in the Red Room, the place where Natasha was to be trained to be an assassin and spy in the future. He had acquired contact with the secret organization by himself, striking a deal with them that assured that he would be able to learn how to fight there with none of the nasty strings attached. It was the one thing that he had kept hidden from his superiors.