"It's time to wake up Captain."

Steve Rogers slowly blinked his eyes open.

The last thing that he could remember was falling into the ocean from a HYDRA rocket.

He slowly raised his head up to take in his surroundings. He saw that he was in a small metallic room surrounded by several armed men who wore uniforms with an eagle emblem on them, which meant that as far as he knew they weren't HYDRA.

The man who told him to wake up was a middle-aged African-American man who was of about average height and wore an eyepatch over his right eye.

"Who are you?" Steve groaned as he sat up rubbing the back of his neck. "Where am I?"

"My name is Colonel Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D. And this... is the Helicarrier." Fury said
as he waved his arm around the room as he spoke.

"S.H.I.E.L.D? I've never heard of any organization with that name." Steve arched an eyebrow at Fury. The older man's one good eye stared back at Steve's pure blue ones.

"Well I'm afraid there's a reason for that soldier." The Colonel looked down at the teenager, he had seen pictures of the youth before he was given the super serum and even he had to admit that seeing the end result in person was almost indescribable.

Never mind the fact that the young man was born on July 4, 1925 and looked no older than 16, but the lad was also in peak physical condition. And even saying that felt like he wasn't giving the serum enough credit. But Fury could tell just by looking at him that his heart was even stronger and more important than any of his enhanced muscles.

Everybody grew up hearing stories about how Captain America rallied his much older than him soldiers to follow him against often near impossible odds. But not everybody grew up knowing the name behind the legend.

Naturally the American government didn't want it to be common knowledge that the greatest soldier in history and their number one weapon against the Nazis wasn't even old enough to buy an alcoholic drink at a bar, so they kept his identity a secret, hence the mask and costume.

Of course the fact that shooting up a 16 year old full of an experimental and dangerous serum probably attributed to that as well.

And so as the years went by Captain America become nothing more than a myth the military used to get kids to enlist, and Steve Rogers the human being got swept under the rug by the history books.

At least until now that is.

"You said there's a reason I've never heard of S.H.I.E.L.D... What is it Colonel?"

Fury's face grew somber as he continued to look into the teen's eyes. The azure orbs continued to beg the question that still had yet to be answered. The older man shuffled his feet slightly and placed his hands behind his back somewhat awkwardly, all without dropping eye contact.

"Captain Rogers I'm sorry to inform you this under these circumstances but... you've been frozen for over 67 years son."

The soldier's eyes nearly popped right of his eye sockets right then and there, his mouth nearly falling all the way to the floor.

"67 years! But that's impossible" Steve said more to himself than to Fury.

It just couldn't be true, he must be trapped in some sort of nightmare or even a HYDRA illusion or trap. Maybe Schmidt drugged him before they fought or maybe he...

"The year is 2012 Captain. The Nazis surrendered shortly after you were frozen which has seemed to preserve your age".

Fury handed Steve a newspaper with the day's date proving what he said as truth and a mirror. After Steve skimmed through the front page of the paper he looked at the mirror and nearly dropped it when he saw his reflection.

If what Fury said was right than he should look and be about 83 years old. But when he looked into his reflection he appeared to be no older than 16. Which was about the age he was when volunteered for and got accepted into the super-soldier project.

Steve felt his heart strain as he held in a weak breathe that sounded almost like a whimper. It was true, he was a man out of time now. He was frozen for damn near a lifetime so that meant that everybody he knew was either dead or otherwise. The Howling Commandos, Colonel Philips...Peggy.

And then there was of course Bucky.

Steve took a deep breath as he ran his hands through his hair pulling at it lightly in a last ditch attempt to try to wake himself up from any nightmare he may have been having. Exhaling one last breath Steve swung his legs over the observation table he had been laying on and looked up at Fury.

"So what now Colonel?".

Fury nodded flashing Steve a sympathetic look for a moment before turning serious again.

"Since you've been frozen there are people with extraordinary powers who fight for the weak"

Fury then pulled out four folders out of his trench coat and handed them to Steve.

"Many of them are in their adolescent years, most of them even attending the same high school".

Steve flipped through the folders noticing several strange pictures such as a man in red and gold armor, a man with a giant hammer, and a giant green beast among others.

"We've already narrowed down the best candidates".

"Best candidates for what?".

Fury allowed a small smirk to show, pride almost oozing through and out his body. But that smirk quickly went away and his look of pride was replaced with a look of determination.

"An organized team of super powered individuals sanctioned by the government to fight evil and save lives Captain."

"And how do i fit into this?"

"Because they need a leader Steve, and there's nobody better suited for the job than you."

Steve exhaled a breathe he didn't realize he was holding in.

"I'm willing to serve my country Colonel, but I don't know what good I'll be for this team of yours."

"We have a man on the inside of Lee Whedon high school who is in charge of recruiting the other heroes, like I said... all they're going to need is a leader."

Steve crossed his arms over his chest and looked up at Fury who held an expectant gaze towards him. Steve looked back with uncertainty in his own eyes.

"And you think I can be that leader?"

Fury stared right back at him.

"I know you can." He answered without hesitation.

Steve gazed up at the supposed Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. He was always good at reading people and Fury gave off the vibe that he probably spent most of his life telling lies to get what he wanted. But for some reason Steve believed that right then in that moment Fury was giving him his honest opinion.

Thats probably why he stuck out his hand towards him.

"Fine... I'll be on your team."

Fury smiled as he shook the Captain's outstretched hand.

"Good, school starts monday."

Steve's face fell slightly as Fury smirked. He hadn't thought about the fact that he had to go back to high school, never mind the fact that he was in a strange new time with different technology and a different culture.

"So we'd better introduce you to your roommate now then." Fury said as he looked around the room and motioned for someone outside of Steve's line of vision to bring something in.

"Roommate?" Steve repeated with a raised eyebrow.

As he said that a nearby door slid open and soon after a slender feminine figure in black bodysuit with flowing fiery red hair walked into the room.

"Captain Steven Rogers, meet Natasha Romanoff aka the Black Widow, she's one of S.H.I.E.L.D's best and youngest agents... and also your new roommate."

Steve hopped down from the observation table and awkwardly tried to fix his posture as he tried not to blush as he watched Natasha saunter up to him and offer out her hand for him to shake.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Captain." Natasha smirked ever so slightly.

From what Steve could tell she was about his age, so that meant she was about 16 or 17. She was definitely very, very beautiful as evidenced by his struggling to find words and form coherent sentences when she gazed up at him with her emerald eyes.

Steve looked down to see her hand still hanging out for him to shake so he cautiously put his hand out (not before wiping any sweat off by wiping it on his pant leg) and slowly shook her hand.

"The pleasure is all mine ma'am... and call me Steve."

"Call me Natasha." Steve and Natasha smiled at each other as they shook hands. Even once they were done they both held on to each others hand for a few minutes longer than what was probably necessary.

Fury raised an eyebrow at the two and coughed after a couple minutes.

"You two may want to get going. After all... school is in session."

Update 3/8: So as you guys can probably tell I changed up this chapter quite a bit. It's been bugging for me a while because honestly the original version of chapter was downright horrible in my humble opinion. So I decided to finally do something about so I edited it and added some details in as well. I'll also be editing every other chapter but none will probably as drastically re-worked as this one.

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