"In 1945 the world's first genetically- enhanced solider named Clark Kent disappeared in a nuclear blast." Wayne said. He stood in the hallway outside the hospital room where Super-Solider lie sleeping. Bruce Banner paced back and fourth as Wayne spoke.

"Twenty four hours ago, one of my agents finds him in a block of ice?" Wayne said. He glanced at the sleeping blonde man. Hal Stark stood silently staring out the window. "You're telling me that, that this guy is the Super-Solider?" Hal said after a moment. Wayne glanced up at him and nodded. "He's straight out of the books." Wayne said. "Showing up in our hour of need." Banner added. Wayne sent him a shut-up look. "I'm more worried about Kent's mental state."

The cold air nipped at Clark Kent's skin. The sounds of the hospital flooded his ears. He slowly opened his eyes. "Super-Solider." A voice spoke up. Clark blinked. Everything in front of him was a blur. He blinked again. Then his eyes focused.

A brown haired man stood at the foot of his bed. Next him stood a man dressed in all black with his arms folded, behind them stood a well dressed man standing at the doorway. "My name is Dr. Bruce Banner." The brown haired man said. He gave Clark a smile, but he simply started at the doctor.

"I am the new assistant to the Super-Solider program you became a part." The man, Banner said. Clark looked past the doctor toward the two men. Then he glanced off to the side to see several armed soldiers holding their weapons drawn at him.

"What's going on?" Clark asked calmly. "What happen to the hydra facility my team dropped in on?" The man in black stepped up. "You destroyed the missile Super-Soldier." He said. "And the allies won the war." Clark frowned. How could this be? "The war is over?" Clark muttered the words again. "Lana." The man in black cleared his throat. Clark stared at them.

"How long?" Clark asked. Banner exchanged at glance with the man in black. "How long have I been out Doc?" Banner nodded. "Uh, that's what we wanted to talk to you about Clark." Banner said. He glanced at the man in black again. "We're still not sure how you served the suspended animation or if it was caused by the Super-Solider formula." The doctor said.

Clark looked away from him. His whole life gone. He didn't know what happened to his parents, Pete Ross or even Lana. "How long?" Clark said again. The man in black sighed. "Fifty-Nine years." He said.

Then all Hell broke lose.