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kashriramji: Yup. No, she is not in here. Plus this story is in Young Justice style not live action, so think of this animated.

shriramasokan: ...Did you not read the first chapter? I said that this story takes place in the 1940's after Wonder Woman's movie being canon to my YJHU series.

RonaldM40196867: Tbh I love Wonder Woman's first movie, but her 2nd one was horrible to say the least. Not dissing you or anyone who enjoyed it, but for me, I did not enjoyed it. Oh God dude, there are so many...maybe the Iron Man and Captain America trilogies are my favorite along with Infinity War, Endgame, and No Way Home. I will say that I hate how people think Iron Man 2 & 3 are horrible when in the second movie Tony was dying and was trying to push them away while the 3rd one he had PTSD.

So I've made some changes to last chapter as I added a scene I forgot to add but basically it showed the present day Diana as she recount her events in the 1940's meaning this story. I've also decied to just keep her suit like the movie as well as on here. So if your confused, just know she is wearing her suit from the DCEU movies.

Warning: I do not own Young Justice, Marvel Cineamatic Universe, or any DC related stuff. All own by their respective companies. Fictional events that I make are mine.

New York City:
June 14, 2:26 EDT

The city of New York was then shown before it changed to an enrollment facility.

"O'Connel, Michael. An elistment officer calls out.

"Kaminsky, Henry." An elistment officer called, causing one of the guys reading the paper perked up and got off the bench.

It then shows two other men on the bench, one reading a small paper and showing a bit of his muscular body, and the other reading a larger paper, covering his whole form, waiting for their turns.

"Boy, a lot of guys getting killed over there." A voice spoke from behind the larger paper.

"Rogers, Steven." The doctor called causing Steve Rogers put the newspaper down, to revealed he was incredibly small and skinny with his blond hair and blue eyes.

As Steve got up, the guy next to him smirked at him as he looked over his body. "It kind of makes you think twice about enlisting, huh?" The guy teased/asked.

Steve set down the paper and spoke with one response before walking away. "Nope." Steve said simply.

Steve Rogers stood second in the line of guys leading to an officer and a stack of papers, multiple military propaganda and enlistment posters around them.

As the guy in front of him walked away, Steve walked up to the officer. "Rogers." The officer named as he looked up from the papers, raising an eyebrow at Steve's skinny form. "What did your father die of?" The doctor asked.

"Mustard Gas." Steve answered. "Irish. Immigrated to America before I was born. He was in the 107th Infantry. I was hoping I could be assigned-" Steve answered and tried to request a position.

"Your mother?" The officer asked, interrupting his explanation.

"She was a nurse in a TB ward." Steve explained, his eyes a bit downcast before shaking his head. "Got hit. Couldn't shake it."

The officer looked over Roger's extensive list of health issues ranging from Asthma, heart trouble, to Sinusitis, to his parent/sibling diagnosed with diabetes

"Sorry, son." The officer apologized as he looked at Steve.

"Look, just give me a chance." Steve sighed and pleaded.

"You'd be ineligible on your asthma alone." The officer replied.

"Is there anything you can do?" Steve asked, his tone sounding desperate.

"I'm doing it." The officer said. "I'm saving your life." He stamped the paper, the paper reading 4F.

Steve sighed, his eyes filled with frustration and disappointment.

A black and white motion picture was shown as it played over, showing images of the Nazi flag and soldiers marching as a man spoke over it. "War continues to ravage Europe." The commercial man spoke as Steve was shown watching along with everyone else in the theater. "But help is on the way. Every able-bodied young man is lining up to serve his country." The man continued as a little boy was shown on screen, collecting scrap. "Even little Timmy is doing his part collecting scrap metal. Nice work, Timmy!" He declared.

"Who cares?" A loud jerk in the audience shouted as a woman who looked on the verge of tears looked over at the loud douche, another man sitting in front of him looked behind with a raised eyebrow. "Play the movie already!" He ordered.

"Hey, you wanna show some respect?" Steve requested quietly, to which the guy scoffed.

"Meanwhile, overseas, our brave boys are showing the Axis powers that the price for freedom is never too high." The commercial man declared.

"Let's go! Get on with it!" The loud jerk continued to shout as more people looked

at him, getting increasingly irritated. "Hey, just start the cartoon!" He demanded.

"Hey, you wanna shut up?!" Steve snapped.

Then the interrupting douche slowly stood up and turned to Steve. "Together with Allied Forces, we'll face any threat, no matter the size." The announcer spoke, as the large man stood before the small Rogers.

New York City:
June 14, 4:16 EDT

The large man punched Steve to the ground of the alleyway they were in, Steve falling next to some trash cans.

Steve quickly got back up, only to get knocked back down by another punch. Steve quickly grabbed hold of a trash can lid and got back up, holding it in front of him like a shield. The gesture was proven useless as the man ripped the lid from Roger's hands and punched him down again. Steve got back up, panting, a trail of blood escaping the side of his lips. He turned to the thug, arms raised and fists clenched.

"You just don't know when to give up, do ya?" The man questioned.

"I can do this all day." Steve declared, then released a punch of his own, which was quickly blocked by the man and countered with another solid punch, knocking Steve flat back to the floor.

A guy in uniform came up and grabbed the jerk by the arm and forced him off. "Hey! Pick on someone your own size!" The soldier demanded as he stared at the man with cold, piercing eyes filled with restrained hatred.

The jerk went for a punch, but the soldier moved out of the way of it and punched the guy, turning him around and literally kicking his ass. The guy ran away as soldier walked over to Steve, who was getting up. "Sometimes, I think you like getting punched." The soldier said.

"I had him on the ropes." Steve argued but was a complete lie

The soldier looked down and picked up a couple of letters that fell out of Steve's pockets. "How many times is this?" He asked. He unfolded the letter, revealing his rejected enlistment forms. "Oh, you're from Paramus now?" The soldier asked as he turned to Steve. "You know it's illegal to lie on the enlistment form. And seriously, Jersey?" Barnes asked further with disbelief in his voice.

Steve panted and wiped his mouth. He turned to the soldier and asked. "You get your orders?"

"The 107th." Bucky revealed. "Sergeant Bucky Barnes, shipping out for England first thing tomorrow." Bucky confirmed.

Steve was silent, slightly scoffing. "I should be going…" Steve said remorsefully.

Bucky stared at him with serious expression, before cracking a smile. "Come on, man." Bucky said as he wrapped his arm around his best friend, highlighting the one head size difference between them. "My last night! I got to get you cleaned up." The two began walking out of the alleyway to the streets.

"Why? Where are we going?" Steve asked.

"The future." Bucky replied, tossing away Steve's enlistment form behind him and handing Steve a newspaper.

Steve looked at the paper to reveal on the front page the "World Exposition of Tomorrow", the date on the paper reading 1943 with a picture of the unisphere was in it.

Like I said before the next couple of chapters will be the same like the movie, but by the time Steve gets recruited, then it will be different as Diana will be there to change history.