hello humans :), DragonOfErebor here. this story is sort of a re-write of my other story Immortals, which I have discontinued. this story contains the same characters, though the OC has a new name and the plot is completely different. I promised further summary and... here it is, sort of.
Agent name: Liberty Rogers Threat Level: Highly Dangerous
Liberty rogers - a mystery to most, a legend to some, and a being to be feared for others. She had gained these titles - mystery, legend, terror - through the challenges she faced and the bravery with which she overcame them. Recently documents written by the woman herself have been released detailing all that she has endured and enjoyed so far in her rollercoaster of a life - from humble upbringings to SSR scientist, then to the field hospitals as a nurse only to return to the SSR as a field agent. Prolonged imprisonment courtesy of Hydra meant she took a break for a while, before diving back in full force less than a year later as a soldier, joining her brother with his Howling Commandos. Even after the war, she couldn't catch a break, being taught a stern lesson on why one should never meddle with time...
that's about all I can say without giving something away that I may decide to keep as a little surprise for later just to keep you all on your toes. If that second little intro still didn't hook you in, at least read a bit of the first chapter- it's only about 400 words long and should give you an idea of how the story will look.
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Chapter 1: a brief, pre-war recap
My name is Liberty Nathalie Rogers and I was born on the 3rd of January 1912, eight years before my brother was born, nine before my father disappeared and seventeen before my mother passed. From an early age, my father taught me his profession – an agent of the then newly formed SSR built to aid America in the so-called Great War. He vanished in a cleanup op. in 1921, pronounced MIA a year later, though they put flu or something equally ridiculous on his grave. They've turned the churchyard where he and Ma were buried into a multistorey car park, so the closest I can get to them is leaving some flowers beside the altar at the church they built nearby. But I digress. As I stated above, I was only seventeen when Ma died, from scarlet fever, but likely also from hunger and cold. Back in the 1920s, we really didn't have much to live by; a tumble-down apartment in a backstreet alley in Brooklyn with Ma working atrocious hours just to pay rent and buy food and water.
I make it sound so dreadful, and in some ways, it was, but we had long since accepted how things were, and we learned to be appreciative of the small things. Baby Stevie was all happy gurgles and bright blue eyes, and I would sing as I did the household chores. Still, it was tough when Ma died – I was seventeen, Stevie only just ten. About eighteen months or so later, I managed to get a job at the SSR, following in my father's footsteps. At the time, post and pre wars, the main focus of the institution was science, and my rudimentary knowledge got me so far before I found myself in a strange sort of apprenticeship with the one and only Howard Stark. We were around the same age and got along rather well, and under his influence, my passion for science and technology grew. That said, the SSR could not forget the reason it was first founded, and it soon became clear that war was once again stirring. Howard and I began working with far more volatile substances, creating missiles and bombs and other suchlike weapons of mass destruction. Of course, back then I did not see it as such; as Howard put it "we were caught up in the madness of science, the knowledge at our fingertips just waiting to be released. But sometimes, ignorance is bliss". Those are words from a much more dire time, and yet they still hold true.
Ten years after joining the SSR, and how those years flew by, the war was declared and it truly turned my world upside down.
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so, what do you think? Obviously, that was a minuscule chapter, but hopefully, they'll be a bit longer in future.
disclaimer- I of course do not own any marvel characters you see in this story