Chapter 1

My name is Evelyn Black. I work for Dr. Abraham Erskine. I was supposed to be on a little vacation but he had me come in for work today. What we are doing is we are trying to find soldiers to take a special serum to create the ultimate soldier.

Dr. Erskine has performed this procedure before, but it was on a dangerous man. He was forced to do it, and I do not blame him for preforming the procedure.

The man that forced him goes by the name Johann Schmidt, also known as the Red Skull. I do not know why he is called that, nor do I want to know. For all I know it could be a literal meaning.

I was walking down the hallway with Dr. Abraham Erskine. Our location was held at the World Exposition Fair. The place was crowded. I hated it.

"How many people have we enlisted today?" I asked Erskine but I received no response.

As I turned to face him, I noticed he stopped and was watching something. I gave him a questionable look before I turned to face what he was looking at. There stood a tall handsome man in a military uniform. In front of the man stood a small and lanky man.

"You really are going to do this again?" The taller one asked.

"Well, it's a fair. I'm gonna try my luck." The smaller one answered with a shrug of his shoulders.

He couldn't be thinking of joining right? He wouldn't make it.

"As who? Steve from Ohio? They'll catch you." The man replied with an irritated tone. "Worse, they'll actually take you."

"Look, I know you don't think I can do this…" The smaller one who I think is named Steve.

"This isn't a back alley, Steve. It's a war!" I could tell that he was very concerned for his friend. I would be too.

"I know it's a war. You don't have to tell me." Now the little guy was getting a bit irritated.

"Why are you so keen to fight? There are so many important jobs."

"What am I gonna do? Collect scrap metal…"

"Yes!"

"…In my little red wagon."

"Why not?"

"I'm not going to sit in a factory, Bucky." The man I presumed was Bucky gave Steve an eye roll. "Bucky, come on! There are men laying down their lives. I got no right to do any less than them. That's what you don't understand. This isn't about me."

I turned to look at Abraham and he gave me a small smile and a nod. I had a feeling that he likes this Steve guy.

"Right, 'cause you got nothing to prove. Don't do anything stupid until I get back." Bucky warned his friend, patting him on the shoulder.

"How can I? You're taking all the stupid with you." Steve replied with a smirk.

"You're a punk." Bucky retorted and gave his friend a big hug.

As Bucky walked away Steve shouted at him. "Don't win the war 'till I get there!"

"This could be our guy." Abraham said in his German accent.

I nodded to his words. "I can see a soldier in him."

"Just a soldier?" Asked Abraham.

"A great one." I looked towards Abraham. "A great man as well."

I walked into an examine room with Dr. Erskine. In the room sat the man from before, Steve. He had this very confused look on his face. I imagined he was wondering why we were here and why I, a woman, was in a Military medical exam room.

"So, you want to go overseas? Kill some Nazis." Erskine spoke out.

"Excuse me?" Steve asked.

I bit back a smile. I knew where Abraham was going with this. It was a test.

"Where are you from Mr. Rogers? Mmm? Is it New Haven? Or Paramus?" He looked at his file and then read through it. "Five exams in five different cities."

"That might not be the right file…" Steve mentioned nervously.

"No, it's not the exams I'm interested in." Abraham said to Steve.

"It's the five tries." I added and Steve looked over at me but looked back at Abraham quickly. I could tell he was nervous that I was here. "Should I leave?" I asked Abraham.

"No, Ms. Black. You are fine." He turned to Rogers. "You didn't answer my question. Do you want to kill Nazis?"

"Is this a test?" Rogers asked.

I nodded at the same time Abraham answered his question. "Yes."

"I don't want to kill anyone…" Steve began to say. "I don't like bullies." When I heard that my heart sank. I could tell that he has been through a lot. "I don't care where they are from. Well, there are already so many big men fighting this war. Maybe now what we need is the little guy, huh?"

"I can offer you a chance." Abraham had begun to say as he leaned against the table. "Only a chance."

"I'll take it." Rogers agreed without hesitation.

"Good, so where is the little guy from, actually?" Abraham asked and started to open his file.

"Brooklyn." Steve said as he rose up from the chair he sat on.

"Congratulations, soldier." Abraham said after he stamped Steve's form and walked out of the room.

Steve opened his file and smiled brightly when he saw his form had been accepted. I looked up and noticed that I was still in the room. I held out a hand for him to shake. He took it and I could feel how weak he was.

"Congratulations, Mr. Rogers. I hope to see you soon." I said and gave him a warm smile.

"Thanks." He said simply. He really wasn't that great at talking with women. It was cute.

I turned around to make my leave before I heard him speak to me. "What's your name, if you don't mind me asking…?" His voice sounded nervous.

I turned around to face him and smiled when I said my name. "Evelyn Black, please call me Evelyn or Lyn."

"Steve Rogers…" He said and I couldn't help but let out a giggle. "Of course you already knew that."

"It's still nice to have an introduction, Mr. Rogers." I said.

"Please call me Steve…"

"Steve." I said and then made my way out of the room. I was happy to know I made a small or large impact on this man's life. He wanted to be in the military so badly.

Erskine and I made an agreement. We both had a say in who gets the procedure since I helped him finalize the serum. I felt like that was too much, that he can just make the decision himself. He insisted and I couldn't help but say yes.

How I came to be his assistant was through Howard Stark. I happen to be a family friend of his. My mother and father are no longer in my life. Father was killed in the war and my mother died when I was a couple of months old. The Starks helped my father raise me and there is no payment I could give them to show my gratitude.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed my chapter for this new story I am making. So far I have written up to five chapters and I love it! Tell me what you think!