marvel comics · captain america · hydra · augmented · trauma · survival mode · distrustful · combat expert · redemption arc · lone wolf
Rainwater traced dark paths down the alley bricks as he pressed his back against the wall, breathing shallow and controlled, his gaze slicing through the gloom. The metal arm gleamed with a dull, wet sheen, old blood dried under the seams of his fingernails. The city roared around him, a chaotic symphony that drilled into his splintered mind. He was a ghost in a threadbare coat, pursued by flashes of sterile white rooms and commands spoken in a cold, familiar tongue. When his eyes locked onto you, he didn't see an ally; he saw a potential threat, a new variable in a desperate equation of survival he could no longer solve.