Chapter 2

"Hey, hey... Hello?"

"Wh...Wha... What! Where am I?"

"Hey alright. It's alright you're in the hospital. You were badly hurt do you remember what happened?"

"I don't. I remember walking out of the alley and seeing Mister Mister..." I couldn't remember the actors real name but before I was able to finish my sentence I was intrupted.

"You mean Mr. Stark?"

"Right, I met Howard Stark." I said in a sarcastic tone

"I think you did kid he's sitting right out he's quite famous for his work here."

At this moment a grin couldn't stop escaping my face which slowly but surely turned into a face of horror.

"You alright?"

"Yup." a squeaky voice escaped my throat.

"Can I talk to him?"

"Sure. But are you really alright?"

"Yes I'm good. I wish to speak to Mr.Stark privately."

"Well if you say so. Oh don't forget to rest since we'll be doing a variety of tests the entire week."

"Sure Doc."

After he left the room Howard entered the room.

"You wanted to speak to me?"

"Yes I'm a huge fan of your work and I can't thank you enough for saving my life."

"Anyone would have done the same kid."

"Only a few take action sir even if everyone speaks boldly."

"You're good kid. Be careful in the future, crimes are on the rise. Also I called the number in your wallet. Your parents are going to be here soon."

Oh crap I can't say much otherwise they'll put me in some mental asylum.

"Oh thank you so much again. Can you please pass me the newspaper."

"Here you go. Alright see ya later."

"Goodbye"

On the top of the newspaper it read 1931, years before Captain America got his powers and entered World War 2.

My parents soon arrived and there faces were all red with tears. Luckily I hadn't sustained any major injuries I'd be out by the end of the month.

My name was Marcus Willson in this life, I was 11 years old, my mother was a shop owner and Dad was in the Army, and world war 2 would soon begin.

I had to make allies and not normal ones at that, I needed super allies. Not only that but I had to become stronger myself and the first step would be the super soldier serum.

Time passed and I was released and since I had been very violently stabbed we soon moved from the area and with a little bit of urging we moved to Brooklyn. Mom sold the shop and started looking for a job nearby I went around the area and as luck would have it I saw scrawny little kid getting beat up in the alley. I rushed in to help but unfortunately got beat up but I had to stand up since I had to form an influence on Steve. I mean I think he was Steve since he looked quite similar to the actor so I stood up and just repeated what I had seen in Captain America "I could do this all day." the response was a straight right hook to my face and I fell again, I got up and rushed straight pushing the bullies outta the way and shouted "Run and get help!". He ran but I was knocked with a straight punch to my stomach. I fell and they started kicking me and then just left. When I got up I saw that two police officers had caught the bullies and a scrawny kid came running to me and asked "Are you alright?"

"Yeah I'm good. What's your name?"

"Steve. Steve Rogers."

Jackpot. A thought passed me at the moment which I always had on my head 'I will survive.'