Alright guys before I start heres and important thing you need to read. I'm basing one of my characters off this fallen angel from American horror story, if you know who she is you don't need to read this if not continue. Basically, she is an angel a character will see at a time they want to/ are going to die. She gives the character a choice, if you don't want to die she dissapears but if you do, she kisses you on the lips. Also ,you guys need to review. Please.

As I woke up I felt was 5am and we were all getting called in for a mission; it was to fight off some wannabe criminals. Usually this would be fine but today I do not feel right. Everything feels slow and disorientated. Nonetheless I am going downstairs to make a quick milkshake so I have some energy.

I feel so cold.

I have two t shirts on underneath my uniform to warm me up but nothing works. However, it will have to do I guess. I hear noise behind me it's tony saying,' Cap, you ready or does gramps need a few more minutes?"

I hate it when they call me cap or gramps.

"Have you ever considered calling me Steve? You know instead of cap, which is short for captain so I don't really-"

I am cut off by Tony,

"Is grandpa losing his mind? Cap is short for time capsule. Duh. Anyway we gotta go."

That comment made a shiver run through my spine. However, I just rolled eyes and headed towards the jet on the roof.

We have been fighting this battle for 4 hours straight and I don't know if I can be bothered to fight anymore. It's easy taking them out but there's just... So many. I'm dangerously close to the cliff but it's fine, if I fall Tony or someone will catch me right?

What if I don't want to be caught? They hate me so why would he come at catch me? If I fall it would look like an accident. Assuring myself that the others aren't looking; I kick off one last wannabe and step back. The wind blowing past my ears,

It was so cold.

Pieces of debris are falling around me, mostly mud and grass. I feel like I'm moving in slow motion. Suddenly, a woman dressed in black approaches me,

"You want me to kiss you don't you, Steve?"

I nod my head,

"Now is not your time, you still have much to live for."

The next part I don't remember as well. Something silver grabbed me, it looked like an arm; I passed out but when as I wake up back on the top of the cliff, the man with the silver arm is walking away.

I'll have to look in to who that was.

"Oh look cap you're awake," Tony pauses whilst I stand up," there's still more coming and uh, your shield, the main guy broke it..." The shield, broken into three pieces is at my feet. One of the only things I brought from the 40's, all I can feel is white hot fury,

"Where is he?" My tone dipped in pure anger

"Well he's not a man he's a robot-"

"I SAID WHERE IS HE ?"

Everyone stared in shock as Tony pointed towards a robot west of me. I'm so angry, I think this anger has been bottled up for quite some time.

I start to sprint towards the 'robot'. He has his back turned to me. Unsure of what I am grabbing I pick up an object next to me, it feels very light but it's something to hit the robot with. In one quick movement I hit the robot with the object and he falls to the floor, he looks like he has been electrocuted by something.

"Well done captain." He says in a deep voice. Confused, I look at what I am holding. Oh my...

Thor's hammer.

I turn around to see the other avengers. They're all scoffing and rolling their eyes at me I even heard the word,

"Jerk."

I realise something

I'm even colder than before.

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This is really shit I'm sorry.