2003 - The lost Kingdom of Saguenay

"Melanie wake up!" it was Sarah.

"Five more freaking minutes, please." I groaned as my head was throbbing, "My head still hurts..."

"Do you remember anything?"

I started thinking, "I remember fighting some russian goons here, while I was waiting for Cartier I think."

"I see, check your journal."

"Why?"

"Just do it."

I looked into my current journal to see some empty pages before a bookmark, empty photographs, faded maps and paper articles pieces glued into the pages.

"What in the blue blazes?"

"Melanie listen to me, once you went through the mirror it's magic make you forget everything that happened there, even your journal will be blank. To regain them you'd have to meet the people you interacted with who remembers you."

"I'd better write this down on the first page. Can you enchant that page so it won't be touched by the Barrier's magic? That's if I can't break the Barrier down."

"Yes, but I'll need a few things from my cave."

"Sarah I remember something in there that exploded right before all this mess started years ago, my cousin disappeared in the caves what exactly happened to her?"

"Oh dear..." Her face went white.

"What?"

"Melanie I can only get her back to you but not now."

"When you put an end to this I promise I will return her to you. As for you're new learning abilities, I unlocked what was denied from you... The Cultists performed a ritual that prevented a chosen heroine from reaching her true potential... I gave you the strength that I was meant for them to use against your people, and the knowledge to help you make your dreams come true... I know your achievements will not go unnoticed."

"I feel like crap, like I have the world's worst hangover Sarah."

"Rest up, Cartier will be here soon."

Days later I woke up again in the Crystal cave with a start, as Sarah held me down.

"Your name? What is your name?" She said.

"Lieutenant Melanie Hansen of the Royal Canadian Army."

"Just checking." Said Terrance Cartier stood at the foot of the entrance. Terrance was the boy with the red curly haired man that I gave my first kiss too in 98 when I first escaped Saguenay, "I bumped into Sarah and we brought you here."

"Thanks... What happened to me?"

"I could ask the same." Said Cartier crossing his arms.

Sarah looked at my wounds, "She is no longer the same, she came back a woman."

"So you're saying I went back in time a lost my virginity by someone who's probably dead?" I asked, as I stopped myself from having a temper tantrum, "I need some air." I added as I got up and left the cave. "My life is so messed up."

"More like frozen in time." She said answering my question under her breath, as she stopped Terrance, "Prophet there is still more work to be done."

"I know, 12 more nukes to diffuse. I can't believe the Russians took advantage of Castros' and the Late Trudeau's friendship to smuggle them in during the end of the cold war."

"I will talk to the natives, and see if they can buy you two time. I suggest you not let yourself become bait, I've already seen two outcomes and you die in both visions."

"You're saying if she didn't go through the Mirror of Ages her and I would have become lovers?"

"Her first love, and you would sacrificed your life to save hers, the mission and the continent."

"You're talking crazy."

"People said this place didn't exist, she believed in it and yet she lead you right here to prove it."

Terrance frowned, "You could have found us earlier."

"The outcome was more disastrous if I did."

"So you can see the future?"

"The past, present and future. I am the last priestess of Saga the goddess of time, and you must not tell her who I am. Knowing her she would rather figure it out on her own."

"So I can't help her?"

"It's useless Terrance, the spell of the Mirrors of Ages cannot be broken by a mire kiss as of yet." She replied, "The two men she bonded with are lost, but when they are found they alone can break it."

"Two men?" questioned Cartier, he looked mad.

"One loved her like a brother, the other was her lover."

"Who are they?"

"Steven Rogers and Bucky Barnes."

Cartier looked at her in shock, "... Holy Shit."

"You will find love again, not with her."

"I understand. I'm just jealous she met them."

Days later in Charlottetown, PEI.

Coulson arrived at Bernie's new home as he found me talking with Bernie as he came up to me.

"Hey Uncle Phil. How's Cartier?" I said giving him a much deserved hug.

"He'll recover, he wrote his report about how you and him saved North America. You'll be promoted after this and Terrance will promoted too."

"I work better solo."

"Don't beat yourself up, you're a good soldier and leader."

"I'm not Captain America... But I don't want to be known as the next Super Soldier."

"Then that will have to be our little secret then. You've always had a you're own way with things, not like I can stop you now, Melly."

"I'm going to Afghanistan after this..."

"You're serious?"

"I've seen too many good men and women die while stopping extremists destroying their heritage Afghanistan and Iraq is a treasure trove and the war is threatening their existence... You know how I feel about that... I have a plan to save them and trick the extremists in the process."

"I do... And it's great you came up with a plan."

"I've recruited the world's most talented forgers on the black market I still can't believe I recruited them but I want them fooled and it will be one joke they will never forget."

"Oh and you're records, Fury wants to put your real name on it."

"It be best if you didn't, those 7 months... years ago I don't want anyone knowing she was me."

"You head was compromised by two evil supernatural beings, we didn't know what was really going on until you're folks told us. Don't worry it's not there."

"I don't want my mind compromised with magic or anything again."

"There's a few people I know that can train you to make sure that doesn't happen again."

"Thanks."

"Melly why not add another tattoo to the inside of your crest tattoo on your back."

"Like what?"

He pointed at my favourite pendant of the Purple star on the necklace I wore as I smiled at the idea, "Captain America style?"

"Why not?"

"Why not Indeed." I chuckled.