I had so many ideas for a Captain Hydra infiltrating SHIELD while pretending that he was Captain America

But I thought the best place to begin was the beginning.

1952

Soft droppings of snow fell from the light grey sky, landing around the vast mountain range that kept the secret Hydra base hidden from the world.

Standing on a stone balcony of the building was the leader of the secret organization.

A man dressed in a full black suit. His collared shirt was a dark ash color, along with his pants. Black knee-high boots were on his legs with a gun holster attached to his right hip. Finally, a long dark black cloak hugged the leaders figure, the cold wind caused the lower half to dance around his legs while its long collar was popped upwards and protected the man's neck from the cold.

The man's complexion was very pale, which made his blue eyes stand out. His brownish-blonde hair waved around by the wind.

That man, the leader of Hydra, was Captain Steve Rogers.

Or at least, he used to be.

The balcony that Captain Hydra was standing on overlooked the frozen mountain valley, snow and ice coated the ground into a wonderful winter landscape.

However, it was not the beautiful scenery that the Captain had his eyes on. Instead, the cold-hearted leader was looking down at a small object in his hand.

In his gloved hands was a small compass, attached to the top part of the compass was a worn-out photo of a woman.

The face of a beautiful woman that Steve could not remember but also could not get out of his head.

There was a lot that Steve Rogers could not remember ever since his rebirth.

A Hydra scientist had told him that his past was best left forgotten because only Captain Hydra could guide his followers to the future. Steve had to be a leader, it was what he was born to do.

Try as he may, Steve could not get the face of the nameless woman out of his mind. She remained a ghost of a life he could not remember.

Her face was not the only thing that clung to the Captain's mind, there was also a broken conversation. Words that played on repeat in his head but he still could not make sense of it.

"... raincheck on that date... don't know how to dance..."

"... show you... be there..."

"...band play something slow..."

"Steve?!"

"Captain?"

The Captain broke out of his flashback and snapped his head back towards the voice.

Steve was relieved to see his most trusted soldier and closest friend.

The first Winter Soldier, Barnes.

Not long after Steve had been reborn into Hydra, Dr. Arnim Zola had brought a fallen and broken soldier back to base. The soldier had lost his arm and was close to death.

According to Zola, the man's name was Sergent Barnes.

The second Steve laid eyes on Barnes, something in his brain went off. A feeling he didn't understand, something telling him to save the man. Why he felt this was, he didn't understand.

Nevertheless, Captain Hydra demanded Zola to do whatever it takes to save the fallen soldier. The Captain even donated his own blood, knowing that a special serum that enhanced his physiology was still coursing through his veins.

Soon, Barnes had been resurrected, his mind just as blank as Steve was. The man became Hydra's first Winter Soldier.

"They're ready for you," the soldier said, softly. His voice was only ever soft when he was around Steve.

After giving the soldier a nod, Steve snapped his compass shut and placed it safely into the pocket of his cloak.

"Thanks, Barnes,"

As the two Hydra soldiers began walking further into the building, a single sentence echoed in the back of their minds.

"...Til the End of the Line..."

"Every war begins quietly,"

Captain Hydra's voice echoed throughout the massive room.

Right now, the Captain was standing on a tall platform overlooking every fighter that had pledged their allegiance to Hydra. The Winter Soldier stood a few inches behind the Captain with a few armed soldiers behind him, the Soldiers hallowed eyes carefully observing the room for any possible threat.

A war was coming, Hydra was going to rage war upon the world. Slowly working their way towards full control, with Captain Steve Rogers sitting on the throne.

"Our war begins right here, right now.

Tomorrow, we will no longer remain hidden in the shadows, we will stand as the saviors of the world. The cure for a virus that has plagued this world for too long."

As Steve spoke, his eyes scanned each and every Hydra soldier. Each one stood still, side-by-side as they listened to his proclamation.

"We have all fought hard to get to this moment, we have sacrificed everything for Hydra. Each of your sacrifices has been a gift to mankind, now I ask you for it again.

Humanity could not be trusted with its own freedom.

War has taught us a valuable lesson: As long as there are those who remember what was, they will never accept what needs to be.

Hydra will show them exactly what needs to be, and if history will not cooperate, then history must be changed.

We will create a world so chaotic, so lost, that they will have no choice but sacrifice its freedom to gain its security.

And from the ashes and the blood of the old world, Hydra's New World Order will arise!"

The final part of the Captain's speech boomed across the room as if making a point.

For a few seconds, there was pure silence. Not a single breath nor movement could be heard.

Finally, Steve took a deep breath.

"If they cut off one head, two more shall take its place.

Hail Hydra!"

"HAIL HYDRA!"

Each soldier shouted back as they raised their arm in salute.

With satisfaction, Captain Hydra began to step off the stage, the Winter Soldier following him, immediately.

"HAIL HYDRA!"

As the Leader took the last step off the stage, another Hydra follower stepped up and offered the Captain his signature weapon.

"HAIL HYDRA!"

It was a silver shield with a blood-red Hydra symbol emboldened on the center of the sleep metal. The shield was made from Vibranium, the more indestructible metal in the world.

"HAIL HYDRA!"

Captain Hydra strapped the shield onto his arm as the soldiers all fell silent once more.

"Hail Hydra."

Sorry if this sucks.

I wanted to do more but this was all I could wring out of my brain.

Originally I wanted to include a scene where Captain Hydra and the Winter Soldier were put on ice, so Hydra could be reformed in the future. Then shift it to Steve being rewoken by Shield while pretending that he was still Captain America.

Hopefully, I can get around to that soon, in the meantime feel free which Avenger I can darken next.

I love you, my little demons.

KISS KISS! BYE!