Avengers: The Age of Ultron | Saviours | Reality
"I love you, Avery Lola Rogers…"
"You are the Winter Soldier. Our most magnificent weapon of the century…"
"You are my sister … nothing could stop me from loving you…"
"Don't let them change you … you be a good girl, Avery…"

...

"This is your first test." Dr Zola appeared by her side, holding out a pisot in his hands - waiting for her to take it. "Shoot them." Gesturing to the three small children knelt in front, shaking with fear - silently begging this to be in a nightmare. Hoping they weren't actually away from their parents ... about to die. Rags were stopping them from talking, tear stains were evident on their paled cheeks.

Without even thinking, Winter grabbed the gun from the little man - aiming it at the kids. And one after the other, they fell to the floor with an identical bullet lodged in their skulls.

This woman was a monster.

...

Avery's grasp was slipping from the train, the wind brushed past her with a vicious push - she could barely breathe. "Steve…" She whimpered breathlessly, feeling her grip slipping, "James…" She looked up to see her two boys disappearing from sight - their soulful eyes being the last thing to vanish, it's like they were fading from existence. "Don't leave me!" She screamed with desperation. "Please! Don't leave me!"

Her grip fully let go, her body began to fall from the sky with a hefty drop. "Ahhh-!"

x-x-x

Back to the present; Ava's body jumped and jolted off. Her breathing was erratic and heavy, it's like she had no control over her body. "Ahhh-!" A scream ricocheted out of her mouth, her eyes snapping open while a large gasp filled the air.

"Avery?!" A very frantically worried male's voice started to cut through her undetermined haze. "Ava, calm down - it's okay! Your safe!" The voice was speaking in her ear as her eyes clenched shut again, her heart constricting as the recognition came to her. Steve.

Ava's muscles clenched while her head began to shake in a hasty manner, "Not real…" She started to mumble to herself. "Not real … none of this is real." Her voice broke, arms wrapped around her shaking figure. Everything that replayed through her head … all those things she's done … no, that couldn't have been her. She couldn't do all those things … could she?

She barely recognised the pinching pain in the human arm through her mumblings, but even so, her body began to slump with tiredness - her words beginning to slur as her mind started to shut down. Her last words before darkness took her were, "I'm a monster…" And with that, her unconscious body fell into the arms of her brother - her eyes rolling to the back of her head - back into the mind of nightmares.
...
Steve looked down at his sister with worry sharpened in his eyes. "What's wrong with her?!" He insisted, a hard note in his tone while his eyes narrowed dangerously with protectiveness - as if daring anyone to lie to him about his sister's condition. He carefully picked her up, placing her back onto the medical bed she been on before.

"I-I'm not sure," Helen Cho stuttered slightly, glancing to the monitor that showed Ava's brain activity. Helen Cho was the main doctor when it came to the Avengers getting injured - she had a small body, she was of Asian descent but as much of an American as everyone else was in this city. "At least, I'm not a hundred percent sure. Her brain waves are acting like an amnesia patient who's started to regain their memories back, but this is…" She didn't really know how to put it. "...I've never seen someone remember something at this extreme level and from the looks of it, it's taking a toll on both her mind and body."

"She's remembering everything." Steve murmured to himself, his eyebrows creasing with tense shoulders - he never let go of his sister's hand. She now laid almost peacefully on the bed, a thin blanket now covering her still uniformed body - a line of sweat beaded against her forehead. He started to calm down, seeing his sister no longer in pain - but his worry for her was still spiking. He glanced to the Helen, "Every time a memory would come back to her - it hurt." He mentioned, "But, that was just one or two ... if she's remembering everything…" He glanced back to his twin, only being able to imagine what kind of pain she must be in. He might not see it right now because of the drugs inserted into her body, but he knew something like that was not going to be pretty.

"Steve…" Dr Helen Cho spoke, trying to get his attention back. She watched as he blinked away from his sister, turning to her with confusion - he must have noticed the slight dent in her voice - she knew what was about to be said, shouldn't be taken lightly. "If it's true and all the memories from both Winter's life and her own are coming back … all of them; there really is no telling how she's going to come out of this."

Steve started to look angry, "She'll make it through. She's my sister!" Not being able to help remembering when he last said that statement before the battle between Shield and Hydra.

"Of course." Helen tried to calm him down, not wanting him ramped up even more within his already emotional state. "But, what I'm saying is - that's nearly a hundred years worth of memories and they're not going to be all pretty, and you know exactly what I mean by that. Having both Avery Rogers and The Winter Soldier in one body … it could spell disaster, they're both really strong personalities - it's going to be hard to find that balance in one small body." And with that, she exited leaving him a small smile - needing to check on her other two patients - Bucky Barnes and Clint Barton.

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The next time Avery woke up, she felt calmer and less psychotic as before - it might be because of the steady flow of drugs running through her system by the needle attached to her human arm.

Her breath came out more collected, "Where am I?" She murmured to herself blearily, the blinding light from the open window stained against her face. She ignored the metal arm but raised the skin one instead, lifting it towards her face to push away the strands of her dark hair away. After a moment, she was finally able to blink without being blinded. As her eyes opened, the room was still bright but it made her realise where she must be. The room looked familiar - it was one of the rooms in the Avengers building. She slowly sat herself up, looking down at the clothing she now wore - it was a set of jogging pants and a tank top.

The room was filled with hospital type equipment, including a lot of experimental stuff too. Something that made her feel a little too uneasy about. She didn't even wait another second until the needle was wrenched out of her skin, not liking the drugged feeling still lingering inside her.

"What happened to me?" Her voice slowly drifted out, trying to think back to the last thing she remembered, but all she could see where the flashing memories pressing against her brain. A numbing pain splintered in her skull, but luckily it wasn't something that stopped her from doing anything. It was like the typical headache, just a it more … painful and annoying. She slowly moved herself off the bed, her slipper booted feet connecting with the floor as she did - her body wobbled for a moment, her legs feeling dead and unused for some reason.
"JAMES!"
Ava's body snapped backwards in a startled manner when her past voice echoed in her mind, her back connected harshly with a rolling metal table with medial instruments on it. All of it crashed to the ground with a smashing sound, something that anyone in the hallway would clearly hear. Ava's hands went up to her ears, covering them with a scared look - she clutched her head tightly, wanting the noise to stop.

The door opened, "Avery?!" Steve's voice snapped her back to reality - her head began to slowly look up to the long-seen face. Her heart stilled in it's place, she couldn't believe Steve was standing there - staring at her with worry, she hasn't seen that look in so long it felt.

Ava blinked, wondering if he were actually there or if this was just another one of those terrible nightmares. Nothing felt real to her anymore it seemed. "S-Steve?" She breathed with a crack in her throat, her voice riddled with desperation and longing - small tears began to form on the corners of her eyes. "Stevie?"

Steve's face began to light up, a smile quickly forming on his lips - relief filling his features. "Ava…" Without even thinking, he walked forwards and brought her into a hug. He wrapped his arms around her, clutching her tightly to his chest. Steve couldn't help but breath in her familiar scent, even after all this time - she still smelled the same.

There was a moment where he could feel her tensing at the human contact, but after that second she began to relax against his frame. She curled into his slightly taller being, wrapping her arms around him. All the emotions finally got to her by this point. Ava finally let go of everything, sobs slowly and eventually crawled out of her, her body shaking as the tears poured down her face. Steve held her tighter, feeling his own eyes well up at the sight of his sister looking so lost and helpless.

So much guilt and sadness wrapped around Avery liked dead bolted chains - she just couldn't get out of it. All those things she's done … she's killed so many, and enjoyed it. More sobs poured out when she realised everything she had done … even though she personally hadn't been the one alive during the last 75 years, 'The Winter Soldier' was still her. Everything that had been done by these hands … was committed by her. She had even tried to kill her two boys not too long ago; she really didn't know if they will or had even forgiven her for what she had done.

Today she was just simply ... broken.

Note: And again, I completely forgot about this site. Oops. Anyway, i'll be posting the next chapter completed straight away.

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