Neb: I do not own any Marvel or Fox Theater content in this fanfic. All rights to the Winter Soldier, Hydra, Captain America, Wolverine, and any other superheroes, antiheroes, or villains used in this story belongs to their original owners. That being said I will revolve the story around Original Characters based on characters from Marvel and Fox Studio Movies. I hope you enjoy the fanfic.
Running from their house, two kids, a boy of age fourteen and a girl of age fifteen made their way towards a cornfield as they were running from seventeen armed soldiers. There father had handed them a backpack full of old military items that was made by Stark Industries back in WW2. That was of course after he had placed the both of them inside a machine down in his basement. The brother's head was still spinning from whatever that transformation process was, after all he went in second after the sister, but she held onto his hand tightly as they ran through the night.
The soldiers closed in on them, flashlights out as they entered the cornfield. One of the soldiers as he bumped shoulders with another startling him, quickly he whispered, "Hail Hydra..." The two soldiers moved forward through the cornfield. They had already killed the father despite how much of a fight he put up in the barn they found him in. He appeared to have vibranium embedded into his knuckles. It was strange given he was able to move his hand so flexibly. The man must have figured out a way to make vibranium a weapon that can be a part of the human body, much like the old Winter Soldier project. Except, instead of making a robotic arm, it was fused with the skin and bone of the doctor's hands. One of the soldiers moved towards a backpack that appeared to be tossed aside. He opened it as one of the other soldiers kept a light on him. The bag was empty. "Weapons not found."
The girl charged through the corn as she bashed in one of the Hydra Agents head with her fist. She then drew a Chinese sword known as the Jian and cut across the neck of the second soldier. She heard gunshots come her way and in an instant reacted as she caught a bullet in the palm of her left hand. She ducked into the darkness disappearing from view. She looked at her hand and grunted. Unlike her father only infusing the metal with his Knuckles. The machine seemed to make the vibranium cote her whole hand. A light flashed across her black hair revealing her pail skin, blue eyes, and freckles. She backed away quickly into the field as three soldiers closed in on her.
That was when the brother came in from another side and began punching a Hydra agent to death. He rolled to the side as another Hydra agent began firing his rifle at him, but the siblings were capable of reading their enemies tactics. The brother rolled under one of the agents and slammed his right palm into the jaw of the agent and then slammed his foot into the next one breaking his rib cage. His sister looked to him and saw he wasn't in his right mind anymore. He played the recording their father gave them if the violence ever becomes too much. She looked at her brother's blue eyes and then sighed. He was right. this was the only way this was going to work. With five agents down, the other twelve moved in from all angles. She put her noise cancelling headphones in and pressed play.
"Sidney, this is your father. If I am playing this to you, that means your in danger. But don't worry, it will all be over soon. Just hit next on the playlist and I will translate the code from the machine to you. I got it from Russian..." Sidney had hit next, knowing their wasn't enough time to listen to the whole thing.
"Longing.. Rusted.. Seventeen.. Daybreak.. Furnace.. Nine.. Benign.. Homecoming.. One.. Freightcar.. Good mourning soldier... Eliminate all enemies in sight.
The two siblings charged at the Hydra agents as the sister was slashing through them and the brother was kicking, punching, and palming each Hydra Agents that came through the cornfield. The fight continued until the small platoon was eradicated. The siblings starred at each other as their senses came back to them. The sister took off her noise cancelling headphones, but the brother continued to keep his on as he wanted to hear his father's voice one last time.
"Embedded in your hands is what I like to call the second generation of Vibranium. I call it Vibeflexium, a much better structure of the metal Stark and my father found in Africa. When my dad made my knuckles vibranium, he didn't understand that it was possible to make something that was better. Vibeflexium is by no means any more durable than the metal my dad used on me. However, your mother and I developed this formula in China that is almost alien to this world. Amazingly it acts as a second skin. We could never use it on ourselves, as we have our own enhancements, but Robby. You and your sister are the next generation of those who will bring peace to the world. Stand for what Captain Rogers was and fight Hydra and any other form of dictation that will sweep across our land. Your mother and I are proud of you son. You and your sister."
Sydney grabbed Robby's arm and signaled him to keep going, they're father may be lost, but they can still find their mother. They of course need help from their family's old friend's son, Tony Stark.