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Steve P.O.V.
We're in New Orleans, Bucky and I. Doing a quick stop here for food and supplies. We had gotten lucky, we usually weren't the ones being sent for supplies, but desperate times come for desperate measures.
Hence why we were in New Orleans. While on the way to the Military Base for the supplies, we ran across a skinny girl being shoved against an alley wall with a group of boys crowding around her, laughing, calling her names, and throwing rocks at her.
It takes all of three seconds for Bucky and I to run up to them, the same way Bucky would have run up for me before getting the serum. It feels a little strange, being the one to intervene the fight, instead of fighting in it. But I do it anyways. Because the girl looks too small for the horrible, nasty names they are calling her. Because when she looked at me with her molten gold eyes, it looked like she thought she deserved it.
A wave of fury rises up in my stomach. Nobody deserved to be treated like this.
"Hey!" I shout, marching right into the fray of things, "What are you think your doing?"
"Giving the witch what she deserves." A tall brainless looking kid sneered. I could feel Bucky's presence behind me, as if waiting for the order to attack.
"Why don't you get on with your life, and leave her alone?" I phrased it as a question, when really it was an order.
"She's cursed, she is. Were just putting her in her place." The kid spits at her feet, before looking properly at us, "Who're you, anyways?"
Of course, I think. We're in normal clothes, and even though we clearly aren't locals, we certainly don't fit the profile of Captain America and his second-hand guy.
"Steve Rodgers. Or, Captain America, if you prefer. And that is Sargent James Barnes, of the Howling Commandos." I say, fists clenching
"No way." Another kid pipes up, "Prove it!"
I unzip my coat a little, showing my red, white, and blue uniform.
"Now, leave the girl alone." Bucky speaks up from behind me.
The kids mumble dejectly as they walk off. I turn around to look back at the girl, startled at just how gold her eyes are. It natural to have golden flecks, or eyes that shine in a golden hue in the sun, but I have never seen just solid gold eyes. Those are eyes I will never forget.
Suddenly, Bucky gasps and reaches downto grab something off the ground. Is that an Emerald?
"Don't touch that!" She cries, and Bucky's had stops a mere inch from the -what I am now certain is real- emerald. "Its cursed." She mutters, "They pop up around me sometimes, and when people take them, they get hurt. Thats why they call me a witch."
She bends down to pluck the Emerald off the ground. "Thank you, for stopping them." She says it so quietly, and with such genuine sincerity, that Steve cannpr help but smile back.
"I have never liked bullies." I say, "You can ask Bucky here, I was always getting beat up by them." She smiles a little
"We haven't properly introduced ourselvs, have we. I'm James, but everybody calls be Bucky."
"And I'm Steve."
"My name is Hazel." She pauses. Then her whole face lit up. "Are you really Captain America?"
"Thats right. But, you can call me Steve."
She gasped, "That wouldn't be right! May I please have a photo with you two?"
"Of course!"
She scrambled to pick up her back pack, and searched through it before pulling out a Polaroid camera. (Polaroid cameras were invented in 1948, so lets pretend she has one)
She took three photos. One for each of us.
"I will treasure this forever." I spoke, and put it in a little pocket on my uniform.
"Thank you, Mr. Steve and Mr. Bucky."
"Bye, kid." We spoke
And with that she walked off, staring intently at her new photo.
So, I vowed to never lose it. It would remind me of happier times.
Hazel P.O.V.
"Thank you, Mr. Steve, and Mr. Bucky."
"Bye kid." They spoke
And with that I smiled, waved, and walked off. Staring at my new photo. I promised myself I would always keep it with me, and never, ever lose it.
I sighed, knowing I would never see Mr Steve and Bucky ever again. At least, thats what I thought.
End of chapter 1! How did you like it? Please review, I need feedback to survive!
The next chapter will be set in modern times, I just wanted to have a little bit of a back story.