A/N: Ok, I think it probably goes without saying that I don't own Marvel characters/companies/etc. The songs are Chop Suey! by System of a Down, and Love Somebody by Maroon 5, and no, I don't own those either.

"I cry when angels deserve to die."

I hum along to the music I have playing throughout my store. I love this song...But I'm not really in the mood. How about something a little peppier? I walk over to my mp3 player that I hook up to my speakers every morning. Ohhhh this looks good! I think with a small smile.

"I really wanna love somebody, I really wanna dance the night away"

Yes, I know. Maroon 5 doesn't fit my punk lifestyle, but they amuse me and I love them. Besides, I was closed for the night, just tidying up before I headed to my apartment.

"I really wanna touch somebody, I think about you every single day."

Out of nowhere, I found myself thinking about that man who came in earlier, Steve. Odd, that song brought him to mind...Oh well.

I continued alphabetizing the newest cds that I had gotten in, organizing them neatly on the shelves (I'm a little OCD, and it helped keep my business running). I heard laser shots coming from somewhere. You know, the kind of zwang-y sound like in all those science fiction movies. I payed no attention, because next door was a video shop run by a couple geeks (Jared and Kyle, brothers) who love sci-fi. I assumed it was them watching a movie.

But then I saw the people outside. Hundreds of people were running past my door, screaming. I reached my hand below the counter and grabbed my little handgun to protect myself.

Through the glass of my door, I saw a person running, and then they suddenly just burst into pieces in a flash of blue light. I decided then that probably staying in the backroom tonight was a better option than walking home. The door that connected my store to Jared and Kyle's burst open, startling me. I threw my gun up facing that direction.

"Whoa, Soph, chillax girl, 's just us!" Jared threw his hands up while Kyle cowered behind him. Jared's my age, 23, and his brother Kyle is only 12.

"It's ok, Kyle." I laughed a little, trying to lighten the mood so he wouldn't be scared. "I wont shoot you."

"Yeah, well what about them?" He asked pointing out the door.

Jared and I exchanged worried glances over Kyle's head. He looked toward the (shared) backroom and I nodded.

"Come on, Kyle, let's go in the back 'n' watch a movie. We'll be safe there as long as they can't see us." Jared ushered Kyle back, as I gathered all I needed to lock up (I keep valuables, like signed albums and my cash, in a safe in the back.). I found myself thinking about Steve. If he was here, everything would be alright. What the heck am I thinking? Whatever, I still wish he was here-

Suddenly there was a huge crash, interrupting my thoughts, and a giant disk came flying through my window. On instinct, I dropped my cds and caught it. A quick glance told me it was Captain America's shield, a legend come to life, they said, and Kyle's biggest hero.

"Sorry ma'am, but I'll need that back." A familiar voice floated into the room. *Where have I heard that voice before? I can't quite-* I looked up to see the Captain, all dressed in patriotic reds, whites, and blues.

"Sophia? Please, I need that soon?"

Suddenly, the voice clicked in my mind and my eyes widened.

In a state of total shock, I gasped out, "Steve?!"