Out of Commission
Jul. 30th, 2017 08:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
juststeverogersThey tell him when he wakes how Miles Morales rescued him from Ground Zero of the Khan invasion in the Nexus. They tell him he is dying. That there's only one chance at saving him. Faces Steve doesn't recognize. A man dressed in long flowing blue robes with an audacious red cape. Some he does. Miles is there, telling him to hold on.
That he can't let Steve die.
It's a painful process; by this point Steve wonders if death would be preferable to the agony he's in.
Voices. Shadows. Sweet darkness lulling him into a sleep.
Everything is Wrong when he wakes. His body is not his own anymore. The partial deafness in one ear, his asthma, scoliosis...it's all gone. All of it. But in it's place is a lumbering body he doesn't know how to control. He knocks his head more than a few times just trying to navigate during his therapy. Is this what he's supposed to be? What everyone says he was meant to be?
The face in the mirror is still his.
Steve Rogers is alive.
More than that, they've found him a way home. The explanation goes right over his head; something about restoring a timeline and the rivers of fate and a lot of mystical words he's not entirely convinced the loquacious Dr. Strange isn't just making up as he goes on. All he needs to know is that there's a path home.
To a world he's been locked out of for so long.
A world caught up in a swirling chaos of war, and a regiment that desperately needs Steve's help. He has a part to play in this place. Rescuing Bucky and his unit, facing off against Red Skull. Forming the Howling Commandos, dumping himself and the Tesseract into the frozen ocean.
Decades pass.
When Steve wakes again his world is changed and new. They need him again. His life becomes one struggle after another leaving so little time to think about the life he had before. The Nexus has become just another memory in his time Before the Ice. He takes out his sketchbook often and flips through the pages. Pictures of Harrowheart and Viatorus in candid poses, sketched while Steve was with them. Drawings of Amelia in her dress and of Blaze and Ghost happily staring back at him from the pages. Of Miles sipping at a drink while he listens to the music playing in the little earbuds he wears. Of Sarah, Ethel, and Bucky napping in the afternoon sun.
He decides to leave Wakanda. There isn't anything for him here, now. Not with Bucky back under and his team fractured and scattered. When he feels at his most alone, he decides to find the one place he had come to call home once more.
That he can't let Steve die.
It's a painful process; by this point Steve wonders if death would be preferable to the agony he's in.
Voices. Shadows. Sweet darkness lulling him into a sleep.
Everything is Wrong when he wakes. His body is not his own anymore. The partial deafness in one ear, his asthma, scoliosis...it's all gone. All of it. But in it's place is a lumbering body he doesn't know how to control. He knocks his head more than a few times just trying to navigate during his therapy. Is this what he's supposed to be? What everyone says he was meant to be?
The face in the mirror is still his.
Steve Rogers is alive.
More than that, they've found him a way home. The explanation goes right over his head; something about restoring a timeline and the rivers of fate and a lot of mystical words he's not entirely convinced the loquacious Dr. Strange isn't just making up as he goes on. All he needs to know is that there's a path home.
To a world he's been locked out of for so long.
A world caught up in a swirling chaos of war, and a regiment that desperately needs Steve's help. He has a part to play in this place. Rescuing Bucky and his unit, facing off against Red Skull. Forming the Howling Commandos, dumping himself and the Tesseract into the frozen ocean.
Decades pass.
When Steve wakes again his world is changed and new. They need him again. His life becomes one struggle after another leaving so little time to think about the life he had before. The Nexus has become just another memory in his time Before the Ice. He takes out his sketchbook often and flips through the pages. Pictures of Harrowheart and Viatorus in candid poses, sketched while Steve was with them. Drawings of Amelia in her dress and of Blaze and Ghost happily staring back at him from the pages. Of Miles sipping at a drink while he listens to the music playing in the little earbuds he wears. Of Sarah, Ethel, and Bucky napping in the afternoon sun.
He decides to leave Wakanda. There isn't anything for him here, now. Not with Bucky back under and his team fractured and scattered. When he feels at his most alone, he decides to find the one place he had come to call home once more.