To see the World in a Grain of Sand

AN: Hey there everyone no I don't own anything Marvel, so far the only things I own are Vivienne, Rachel, Doctor Peteron, James, Ellie and any other charters you don't know. R&R. Thanks everyone.

AN: This will build up to Winter Solider.

PS: I would to thank GVCatullus and ALotOfNerdyThings for adding me to there story alert.

PSS: I would also like to thank NicoleR85 for reviewing once again.

I hope everyone likes this chapter, I'm working on chapter 12 and I think it's coming along.

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Pain crashed through Vivienne's head, it felt like her brain was splitting into two. She fell to the floor holding her head screaming in agony. Flashes moved so fast running through her head, she tried to just concentrate on what she was seeing but the pain would only get worse. She wasn't sure how long she had been like this; everything was getting worse since meeting the Captain in the park. Captain Rogers. Fighting the pain she sat up, taking out her phone. But the male voice called him Captain America. She slowly typed in Captain America and started the search.

The picture looking up at her was the same man there was no doubt in her mind. No matter what lies Erskine told you, you see, I was his greatest success! The male voice broke through once more sending her to hold her head in pain. Wave after wave it didn't seem to stop.

There down the hall in her bed Mila slept, though this was different she could hear the sounds her friend was making. The screams echoed around her head in her dreamless sleep. Vivienne! She tried yelling, moving her arms, anything, she needed to help her friend. Vivienne, I'm here! Her body would not move, her eyes would not open, whatever she tried, nothing would happen.

Please stop. A deep voice called to her, It will not be much longer now, my dear.

Who are you?! Mila yelled in her head, What have you done to me?

You will see in time, my dear daughter. The deep voice earnestly said to her.

Let me go! Mila growled, still fighting the hold that the voice held over her. The voice did not come back, and Mila was left with the sounds of her dear friend's screams to fill her head.

Vivienne was unaware of what was happening to her friend. Please make it stop. She whimpered in her mind, someone make it stop. She thrashed on the floor still trying to fight what was happening to her. I have not come all this way for safety, doctor. A flash of a short man passed through her mind, Dr. Arnim Zola, how do I know this name?

"Doctor," the tall man called to the Doctor as he opened to door to the lab, "I hope you have made progress."

The short little man turned to the taller man, "We do not have the power to do what you wish, nor do we have a willing participant."

The taller man made his way across the room, "Willing or not you will make this happen Dr. Zola." Walking closer to the doctor, "If you cannot make what I wish, then we will simply have to birth it." Looking down at the doctor, "If not know then you will do this when the time is right, Herr Doctor."

The doctor turned his head, looking at a sliver cooling box, "With everything you have given me, Schmidt, you will have a son cloned to exactly how you wanted." Looking back to the tall man, "He will be made in your image Herr Schmidt. Hail Hydra."

A bang brought Vivienne back, her eyes snapped open as she slowly roused to her feet. Placing her hand on the wall helping her to stay steady; she felt weak, as if she had not eaten in days. Vivienne moved to the desk in the hall opening the drawer and taking out a gun. She slowly made her way into the living room, gun in hand. The bang came once more and with that bricks flew through the room. Viv heard a big thud land in the living room - someone or something was kicking the falling bricks - they were moving around.

Turning the corner Vivienne saw what looked to be like a man, though the legs were defiantly not a man. Holding the gun up at the man she fired two shots to his head, all that did was piss him off. The man thing looked at the short red head and yelled at her, bringing his staff up at the woman and fired. The blue blasts hurled its way at Vivienne, passing through her and hitting the kitchen fridge. Vivienne blinked disappearing from in front of him the man stepped further into the room; Vivienne landed on his back, taking the gun and firing it into the base of his neck. The man screamed, taking his left hand he grabbed her and tossed her into the wall taking the helmet of as well.

Vivienne opened her eyes to see it was not a man, but as type of alien standing in front of her. The alien haled his staff pointed in her face, it smiled a wicked smile about to end her life. When his entire body went into a rage and fell to the ground, Vivienne blinked herself to be standing in front of the apartment door. The alien lay unmoving, Vivienne fired her gun emptying the mag into its body. She stood there unmoving looking at the now dead body.

Light footsteps could be heard from down the hall, "Vivienne." A groggy Mila called to her, "Everything ok?" Vivienne did not answer her, just looking at the dead alien to the big hole in the wall. Mila stepped to the end of the hall looking into the living room, "There's a big hole in the hall Vivi." Seeing the outside buildings for across the way.

Looking at Mila with narrowed eyes, "And there's a dead alien in our living room."

Mila looked down at the dead alien, "Oh my god! Vivi there's a dead alien in our living room." She looked and Vivienne, "You know you're never going to get your deposit back now."

"I hate you so much right now." Vivienne growled hard at the younger woman. She let out a deep breathe, "Mila are you okay? You've been out of it for a few days." Looking over at the icy blond woman.

The younger woman gave her a small smile, "I'll be fine Vivienne." She told her in a soft voice, "Are you ok? Even with whatever happened to me, I could still hear you screaming. What happened to you Vivi?" the younger woman made her way to Vivienne's side.

Vivienne pressed her back to the door sliding down, sitting on the floor, "It finally happened."

The blond sat next to her friend, "What happened Vivi?"

Vivienne could not bring herself to make contact with the young woman, "Do you remember you said about maybe having a trigger that would open everything that's hidden up here." She pointed to her head, "It happened to be not a word, but a face." She was looking at her feet, "It was a person, Captain Rogers."

"Wait," the blond cut in, "Are you saying Captain Steve Rogers as in THE Captain fucking America." Getting very loud at the end.

The ruby-red head looked at the blond, "Yeah, that's what I'm saying I know what's happening to me Mila and I can't stop it." Vivienne as never shown anyone when she was weak, "This isn't even my body Mila." She cried tries falling from her eyes, "I'm nothing but a fucked up half used copy."

The blond haired woman placed her arms around the crying women, "Shhhh its ok. Vivienne it's going to be ok." Mila held her close, "You're not a fucked up half ass copy. You're Vivienne, my friend and my sister and no matter what happens I'll stand by you. On this you have my word."