***DISCLAIMER*** I do not own any of the Marvel characters, or their associated settings and themes. I do, however, reserve all rights to my interpretations of said characters and settings among those I have created inside this fantasy world. Max and Bucky were best friends. And Steve, of course, the younger boy that they were always keeping out of trouble together. He would get into fights, and they would save his ass, whether together or apart. Max and Bucky were always in sync, doing everything together, eating, sleeping, saving Steve. Nothing could separate them. Until the day that Max registered for the Army, becoming one of the only women to do so at the time. World War Two was raging all around them, and she longed to do nothing more than fight for her country as she had fought for her friends all those years. She was unknowingly the reason that Bucky signed up, and eventually Steve. I say unknowingly, because one day, while Max was on a rescue op to get Steve just as she had done a million times before, she was taken by a group of HYDRA agents. They had set a trap for her, and nothing would ever be the same after that fateful day.