Chapter 12
"We'll have to start with something slow!" he said into the communicator on the Red Skulls plane as he slowly came up to the ice caps in the north pole. He was just an hour away from New York City and the only thing he could see doing was putting the plane into the ice.
"Alright! 7 o'clock sharp and you better not be late!" Peggy said on the other side of the communicator.
"You know I never learned how to dance!" Steve said as he started lowering the plane into the ice. He could see the ice getting closer and closer with each passing second. He knew his sacrifice was needed, if this ship reached New York it would destroy everything. Even with the Skull dead his aircraft was still something that had to be feared and destroyed. He knew that it would be locked away in a vault when Churchill argued that such a weapon like this should not be allowed to soar through the skies above the war-torn world.
Peggy was silent for a moment before she spoke out again, "I'll teach you! But please, Steve we will find another way!"
"I am sorry, Peggy! There is no other way!" he said getting closer to the ice. He could already hear the crashing waves of the sea under the ice. He could also feel the cold wind blowing in through the cracked window that had been damaged with his fight with the Red Skull before he had burnt into a skeleton by the power of the Tesseract.
"Steve…" Peggy said into the communicator before Steve smashed into the ice.