Chapter 1 – A second chance

Asgard, 1916

"Loki will never forgive you if you do this." Frigga told her husband as they stared at the woman lying on the bed, her fair skin looked almost death as her eyes were close and her long white curls cover most of her face and upper body. She looked like a sleeping angel.

"If I don't do this our sons will destroy each other for her." Odin spoke as he watched the powerful orange gem on top of the laying woman chest. "Or someone must worst will destroy her."

"You are talking about Dark Magic. We don't know the consequences of this." The warned him as she saw three people walking around the sleeping woman- they are observing her. "

"I am not planning to make her absorbed the stone for long. I want her to observe some of its power."

"What if it doesn't work? What if she isn't strong enough?"

"We both know she is."

"She only wanted us to make her disappear from our sons' lives. Not –this." She says pointing to the unconscious woman. "What if she loses herself? Or worst?"

"She won't even remember any of us. She will be reborn Frigga. I will send her to Earth. She can have a life without having to live with the pain she caused."

"Pain always comes back. Especially to someone like her."

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New York City, January 1930

She looked around as people started to gather around the church. The mass had ended a couple of minutes ago and her mother soon had to leave for work. Sarah Rogers is Catherine's hero. At the age of 13, Catherine Ann Rogers is known by her incredible intelligence. She already helps her mother with nursing. Catherine also know she is actually adopted when she appear, a newborn baby, at her mother's house doorstep. The woman had married Joseph Rogers for a year and they had tried to conceive a child but they were not lucky to that time. So in January 24, 1917, also known as her official birth date she was officially adopted by the couple.

It took more than a year so that Mrs. Rogers found herself pregnant.

Steven Grant Rogers was born in July 4, 1918 barely managing to survive the first days. At the time, Catherine was only a year and six months but she would be dammed if anyone left her leaves her brother's room. She would pray so her brother could survive since she could already at such young age- sometimes her mother would be scared about that. Her brother made it through even if he still had some (many) health problems.

It's because of her brother that she is walking around trying to look for him.

Having it count that it was her brother it shouldn't come as a surprise that she found him with blood on his face having gotten into a fight. Again.

"Steven Grant Rogers!" She spoke with worry and anger as she watched him even noticing the boy next to him. She ran to her brother to get a look at his face. She was taller than him. "You're bleeding." She takes off a handkerchief and starts to clean his face much to his protest. It was a voice behind her coughing that made her turn as she found the boy trying to cover the smile.

"Is this your girl?"

"Did he beat you?" She turns to her brother to ask but didn't allow him to respond because she was already turning to the brown hair boy. "Look I don't care that you are a boy I will make sure you get your backside kick."

"You are a little fireball aren't you?" He spoke as she calm down and took noticed who the boy was- James Buchanan Barnes, also known as her school crush. Well, every school girl crush.

"Its fine Cathy, Bucky was here to help me."

"Cathy, like a little kitten."

"More like a lion." She responds with semi closes eyes as the boy laughs not at her but because of her tiny ferocity little attitude.

And the begging of a very long (and complicated) friendship was formed.