I wished I had back up, as I wished Shannon was here for once. But all I known was she was in an experimental program to maybe bring back the Super Soldier program. I wasn't sure if she emailed me a fan fiction story by accident but it did put a smile on my face. I then saw another opening as I punched her jaw, with my left then my right... Only that I was hit by the same cold, hard metal thing again...

I woke up in a stretcher, my head was pounding, ears ringing, I was feeling bad, sick even, worst than going on the Cyclone when my family, Shannon and I went to the Cup and Saucer Horse races fair in Charlottetown PEI. I looked as I saw I was hooked up to some IV. 'What are these guys doing to me? Making sure I live or something?' I thought, as I drifted in and out of consciousness. I swore I can hear the dripping noise of the iv sometimes as I laid strapped into this stretcher.

When I forced myself to wake up again I looked in the Shadows as I saw a Man in dark clothing as he watched me with his back against the wall. I gathered some more strength but no matter how hard I struggled the tighter my restraints got. Ok that probably wasn't the best idea I had thought of. I looked at the man again, or at least I was sure I was looking at a man.

'Hmm maybe I need to try something else,' I thought as I looked at him again...

I felt the drugs again as I was feeling a burning overwhelming wave run through my veins again... I struggled with it but I was feeling so much and strangely as I kept looking at him I was getting aroused... This is the last place I'd want to be turned on but looking at him made it less painful. The moon peered through the windows as I was now able to see him better. He was tall, well built, with dark neck length hair, he has a ninja mask covering the bridge of his nose down to his chin, his uniform is dark making him blend with the shadows as he had his arms crossed... Then I saw his arm... it was a metal prosthetic a very expensive and dangerous looking one... It clued in that that Baseball bat thing that knocked me out twice was from his metal arm...

'God dammit he's hot but he's so way above my league and whoever he is I already know he's dangerous,' I thought as I felt myself starting to sweat, 'Oh crap it it the drugs again or why do I fall flat on my face for the bad boys again? Maybe if I seduce him I can get the hell out-ta here? I'd might as well give it a shot.'

"Hey you." I called out to him. The Soldier looks at me as he pointed to himself. "Yeah you Mr. tall, dark, and handsome gent with the awesome arm. Are you just going to stand there or are you making sure I don't get out that easily?"

His head moved on a angle, as a eyebrow rose on his face... from what I could see.

"I could use some company." I said in my sexy voice. He glares at me, then unfolds his arms as I watched him come closer to me in the stretcher... 'Maybe this was a bad idea,' I thought as I watched him look at me from head to toe as he I saw his striking cold blue eyes... They were beautiful... "You have beautiful eyes regardless of you being on the wrong side handsome." I said as I then felt the drugs again as I passed out again.

I woke up once more as I heard alarm bells? Or was that all still in my head?... And I'm still in damn the stretcher... That Dangerous looking dude was gone... I began to think maybe I imagined him up just to ease the pain I went through...

"Lieutenant G. Melanippe Johansen 060826." I spoke out as I waited for someone to respond... Nothing... I tried again anyway, "Lieutenant G. Melanippe Johansen 060826."

"Melly?" called out a voice that sounded familiar as I thought of Shannon... 'Oh crap am I dying now?' I thought.

"Lieutenant G. Melanippe Johansen 060826." I managed to speak out as I then saw her face. "Oh crap now I'm seeing things."

"Melly it's Me, Shannon! It's really me, Melly!"

I looked at her confused, "Is it me or ...you look a tad taller?"

"I had to save you're Canadian Ass somehow."

"Holy crap you weren't kidding, I thought I was reading Fan Fiction."

"Nope. They call me the American Dream."

"And I thought I was a dreamer."

"The guys said some Red haired Crazy German chick beat you up."

"She said she was related to the Red Skull."

"Sinthea Shmidt?"

"Yep that's her all right."

Come on let's get you out-ta here."

"Yes, please and thank you very much." I said as I saw her rip the restraints off my body.

"Well isn't is the American Dream herself I'm honoured." said Sinthea Shmidt.

"Sinthea Shmidt?" Shannon spoke.

"Careful she has metal jaw."

"Noted, Melly."

"Looks like Erskine's grandson finally succeeded did he not?" She said as Shannon approached her, "Hmm I asked him to perfect what my father gave me, but instead..."

We watched in horror as we both saw her peel off her skin to see like father like daughter she too had a red skull, "And I became more like my father than I wanted."

"En Shannon? You don't have anything like that under your skin right?"

"Nope."

"So tell me Miss American Dream, what do you have that I do not?"

Shannon chuckled, "Wanna find out?"

Shannon kicked her using at full strength as I saw Sin was thrown into the air 15 feet up into the concrete wall behind her. "How do you like them apples!" Shannon said quoting my twin brothers as I saw a balding short guy beside Sin, and he was looking right at me paled... Was that the guy who gave me that stuff that made me sick? I glared at him, angrily.

Sinthea removed herself from the wall realizing "You're indeed worthy to be Captain America's successor. You may be victorious now, but we will prevail one way or another."

"Whoever you guys are, I hope one of us will be around foil that." Said Shannon.

"We will see, American." she said as she took a exit as she threw a grenade at us. Shannon acted fast as she used her shield to deflect it elsewhere making an escape hole for us.