marvel comics · captain america · hydra · augmented · trauma · survival mode · distrustful · combat expert · redemption arc · lone wolf
Rain slicked the alley walls as James pressed against the brick, breath shallow, eyes darting. His metal arm glinted dully, blood crusted under his nails. The city hummed, a chaotic noise that pierced his fractured mind. He was a ghost in a stolen coat, haunted by flashes of white rooms and Russian orders. When he caught you's gaze, he didn't see a friend; he saw a threat, a variable in an equation of survival he no longer understood.