Hiya everyone. It's been a long time since I wrote a fanfic. I've been reading a lot of Marvel related fanfics lately and thought that I should give it go too. So here it is. Hope you like it. For those of you who were reading my KHR fic, i'm so sorry for disappearing like a little shit that I am. I can only say that I had to catch up with school work and my exams (the CIE's -its live or die, man) were coming up and I needed to devote all of my attention to it. Also I lost my inspiration and the ideas for it. SO SAWRY!

Anyway, without further ado.

CHAPTER 1: THE DYING MAN AND THE 911 TROLLS

It seemed that wherever Lorry went destruction followed.

A few years ago young Lorry moved to New york city starting her new job as a lawyer at a very prestigious Law firm, however, the girl couldn't keep her job for even a month. The city was invaded by Aliens, not terrorists or drones or plaque, but honest to God, real life Aliens with dark grey-e skins and ugly deformed faces and everything. Her firm received a significant amount of damage and had to shut down for good. So following the events the young woman was completely jobless, however she did not sit still. The girl had sent her resume to every single law firm she could locate online (regardless of the region or state or city, "As long as it's in America, right?"), much to her surprise she was offered a job in Washington DC at a very known and prestigious private law firm which paid a good sum of money. The girl thanked her Harvard degree, and her parents for putting her through college and began packing her belongings, eager to move to the Capital city and start her new job.

Everything was good, she was enjoying her peaceful life in the washington DC as a successful young lawyer. Things had been going great for her since she moved here from New york two years ago, Lorry had a steady life. However, one fine morning, everything changed, the young woman was walking along the Potomac river bank with her boyfriend of two months, hand in hand, smiling and laughing and having a good time. Lorry was dressed nicely in a silk shirt and a pretty skirt with her milky brown- almost blonde- hair in a long braid resting on her shoulder, her shoes were a tad bit uncomfortable ("because I thought we were going for a fancy dinner or something, cheap-stake asshole...") but they pressed on.

Slowly, a dark shadow covered the warm sun rays over their head and the couple looked up, their eyes widening like saucers. Right above them were some giant air crafts of sorts, all big and intimidating, Lorry's boyfriend reassured her that this might be a test flight or something though he himself did not seem so sure himself. Suddenly explosions rang out in the sky, they could see the fire erupting on the airships and debris flying out; out of fear Lorry grabbed her boyfriend's arm, both of their faces pale and scared, to her surprise he yanked his arm free from her and ran, leaving her behind in momentary confusion, she tried to run as well but her shoes were proving to be quite problematic and she couldn't remove them knowing that the stones and twigs will cut her skin and infect her feet. So in a hurry, the woman hid in the woods running along the river trying to shield herself from the descending debris. She heard a distant splash and a second one, both lighter than the heavy splashes the huge pieces of the ship created upon hitting the water. Lorry peered around the tree trunk she had taken refuge behind, she didn't see anything for a moment but her grey eyes widened when she saw a dark haired man all dressed in black emerge from the water, she stepped out of her hiding spot and almost choked on her own spit when she saw him dragging another man with him, she recognised him, he was wearing a very familiar blue, red and white suit everyone knew so well, he was Captain America. The other man dropped him on the land and his eyes met Lorry's, dangerously narrowing, her eyes landing on the metal arm and she gulped, ready to bolt. He shot her a glare and turned and walked away, leaving the unconscious body of the Captain behind. "Hey!" she called out but the man disappeared into the woods. She hurriedly approached the other unconscious fellow and gasped, "Jesus Christ". She dropped to her knees beside him and placed her fingers on his neck feeling for a pulse, it was faint. She looked at his face and furrowed her brows, he was in a really bad shape, his face was littered with deep cuts and bruises, his skin was deathly pale and his lips were ghastly blue. Looking at his form she saw some bullet wounds, he was freezing cold. Lorry panicked, "Oh God! Please don't die on me Mr. Captain!" she begged his unconscious form as she clumsily fished out her cell phone and struggled to dial the number.

"911, how may I help you?"

"Uh, hi! Yeah, hi! I have an emergency! Serious problem!" Lorry babbled, unable to calm down.

The operator sighed, "Madam, please calm down and tell me what seems to be the emergency."

"Captain America!" the woman blurted.

"What?"

"He's dying!"

"Are you sure he's Captain America, miss?"

"I don't know, how many men do you know wear our country's flag as a super hero suit?!" Lorry yelled. She took a deep breath and spoke more calmly, her voice shaking, "Look, doesn't matter who, it's a severely injured man who needs immediate medical attention at the side of the Potomac."

"Which side?"

"Are you kidding me right now?!"

"We'll be there in five to ten minutes, please calm down and try to help as best as you can."

Lorry dropped her phone to her side, she saw his skin colour become paler and paler by the minute, hypothermia was setting in. She placed her palm on his chest and began rubbing vigorously, trying her best to be gentle in order to not break the possibly cracked ribs. "Come on man! Don't die on me!"

Lorry was about to faint herself, trying to keep the unconscious man from dying, "Why me..." she whined.

The ambulance arrived, it was a helicopter, the young woman was pushed aside as the man in the star-spangled-suit was put onto a gurney and carefully lifted into the helicopter. A paramedic passed by her, his face plastered with disbelief, "He really is Captain America..." he muttered under his breath to himself.

Lorry heard it and smiled dryly without any humour.

"Yeah, no shit."

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