"Soldier, your name is now the Skywalker. Remember, you are the property of Hydra. Listen to the commends, or punishment will be ensured."
Loki only nodded.
He doesn't want punishments.
"From now on, you will train with the Winter Soldier."
Who is the Winter Soldier? Loki wondered.
Just then, a man came into the room.
He has shoulder length brown hair, and was wearing all black with a black mask.
Then, Loki noticed something different about this man.
He has a metal arm.
A silver metal arm with a red star on it.
"Hail Hydra." Said the man.
"Hail Hydra. This, is the Winter Soldier. And Winter Soldier, this is the Skywalker. From now on, you two will train together. Make sure to teach him will, Soldier." The man said before walking away.
The Winter Soldier stared at him and looked him up and down.
"Do you have a name?" He asks.
"Skywalker." Loki replied.
"No, that's a codename. Do you remember your real name?"
"...No." Loki thought as hard as he could, but he remembered nothing. "Do you have a name?" He asked.
"I did, but I don't remember what it was." Winter Soldier answered.
"What do I call you then?"
"Anything you want."
"The man called you Winter Soldier, but I feel like that's a little cold. Do you mind if I call you Winter?"
"Sure, sounds good to me. Since you don't remember your name, guess I will call you Luke."
"Why?"
"I got a peak of a movie when I was on a mission last time. There's a guy in there called Luke Skywalker. Maybe that's your name. But that guy has brown hair though."
That was settled, Loki is calling the soldier Winter, and the soldier is calling him Luke.
"Luke" and Winter trained together. They even lived in the same dorm.
They became close.
Very close.
But it was weird.
Winter wants to call Luke his best friend, but he has a feeling that spot has already been taken. Though he doesn't remember.
"Luke" wants to say Winter is the most important person to him, but he feels like there is someone else out there who has already claimed the name.
Though that person doesn't exist in his memory.
...
"Steve, look at this." Natasha Romanrov placed a file on the desk. "There have being three cases of murder in Florida last month. The techniques, it looks like they are from the same person."
"Any suspects?" Steve Rogers asked, opening the file.
"No, not yet. Shield is hoping you can help."
Inside the file. There were sheets of documents about the death of the three victims.
The first one is a scientist, the second one a psychologist, and the last a doctor.
None of them has anything in common, except one thing.
They died with a bullet in their head.
"Long distance snipe. One shoot. The culprit's got some skills." Commented Natasha as she took a seat.
"Any clues are the scene?"
"No, no fingerprints, no footprints. The crime scene was cleaner than your computer storage."
"I will take a look at this later." Steve said as he stood up.
"Where are you going?"
"Today is Bucky's birthday. I want to pay him a visit."