From 7/2011
"Arthur Kirkland?"
"Yes sir?"
"You've shown great promise and dedication throughout your training."
"Thank you, sir."
"We've been wondering what you'd be willing to do for your country."
"S-sir, if you're asking me to be a spy, I'm afraid I wouldn't be a very good one. My German and Italian are passable, but I've been told I have a very strong accent."
"That's not what we're asking you to do."
"Sir?"
"My question still stands. What would you be willing to do for your country?"
"Anything, sir."
"Excellent."
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Britannia, the United Kingdom's own super soldier, hero of the British Isles. Arthur supposed he could do worse. At least whoever had designed his costume had some amount of common sense, he wasn't wearing a robe as had been the original plan and he didn't have a cape that could get tangled in things and choke him. No, he was practically clad in all black, even his full-face mask, except for the red and white stripes of his nation's flag on his chest crossing in the center of his chest to give the Nazis somewhere to aim at. If Arthur had designed the costume, he would have just stuck with black.
So he sat in the tent, waiting uncomfortably for his superiors to tell him why he was here.
Finally the officer he was waiting for entered, but he was followed by another officer, American by Arthur's guess, and following him was another man in costume. Looking at this new-comer, Arthur supposed that he got off easy as far as the gaudiness of his costume was concerned. The new-comer's costume was navy blue with several white stars on the chest and red and white stripes on his legs and arms. To finish it off, he wore navy boots and white gloves and a navy full-face mask.
"Britannia," his superior called.
"Sir," Arthur replied, standing and saluting the others.
"Britannia, I'd like you to meet the Americans' super soldier, American Glory." Arthur nodded at the other super-soldier who grinned and offered him a hand. Arthur took it firmly and shook it, letting a small smile grow on his face. The Americans had finally joined the war.
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A/N: So I've recently accepted that I'm a comic book nerd (finally) and am super pumped for the Captain America movie, but that's not what gave me the idea for this. No, this was inspired by the back story of a Marvel hero named Union Jack. Basically the British army during WWI (yes, the first one) recruited this guy to rally troops and scare the enemy. So this idea came to me and it wouldn't leave. Then I saw (on 7/1) that the theme for July first in the summer camp was "Hero", so I wrote this, then I realized it wasn't long enough, but I didn't have the time to lengthen it. So here you go.
This is a very old story, my writing has greatly improved since. I'm uploading it here for archival purposes. Please keep that in mind before offering constructive criticism.