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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Past~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Black.” You interrupted the billionaire philanthropist quickly.
“What?” Stark questioned as he looked down upon you curiously.
“I want the arm replacement you make for me to be painted black.” you restated coldly.
“That is my only request of you Stark.” You whispered before ultimately succumbing to sleeps everlasting embrace once again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Present~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Within the next three hours you had already been fully sedated and prepped for surgery to repair your lost arm.
The best doctors and surgeons from around the world had been hired by the infamous billionaire himself to attend to your immediate needs during the procedure.
Tony stark himself over saw the entire operation in person. Making sure that when the captain returned, you would be well on your way to a full and healthy recovery.
Steve was due to return to the tower any moment now. It had been almost two days since your operation and you had yet to stir within your sleep.
The pain killers themselves had thrown you into a heavily induced slumber.
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That afternoon your medical room was empty, all except for you. The only sound heard was the slow beeping of the monitors your vitals were hooked up to.
Just then the door to your room opened slowly, revealing a tall masculine figure.
It was none other than the super solider himself.
Steve walked over to your bedside as he watched your chest slowly move up and down as you breathed in and out. He smiled slightly, seeing his girl alive and well.
His hand made its way to your cheek as he caressed it gently. His course skin softly ran down your cheek, causing you to lightly stir. Weakly your eyes began to flutter open and your vision began to clear.
There standing before you was no other than Captain America himself, Steve Rogers.
“S-Steve, you're here?” you gasped.
“I-Im glad to see you captain.” you whispered lightly, as small tears began to grace your soft pale cheeks. Slowly you began to reach out to touch his face.
Steve’s eyes closed in delight as you cupped his cheek weakly within your palm, without thought his large course hand rose up to lay upon your own. Yet his warm palm was suddenly meet with a cold steel exterior.
His eyes widened as he was meet with a blackened metal arm.
“(Name)...What happened?! Who did this to you!?” Steve yelled as he instantly damned the very person that dared laid to lay his hands upon you.
Without any given warning Tony Stark had burst into your room as he sought to address Steve Rogers himself.
“Sorry to interrupt the moment here, but we have a major situation going on here Capt!”
“Black.” You interrupted the billionaire philanthropist quickly.
“What?” Stark questioned as he looked down upon you curiously.
“I want the arm replacement you make for me to be painted black.” you restated coldly.
“That is my only request of you Stark.” You whispered before ultimately succumbing to sleeps everlasting embrace once again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Present~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Within the next three hours you had already been fully sedated and prepped for surgery to repair your lost arm.
The best doctors and surgeons from around the world had been hired by the infamous billionaire himself to attend to your immediate needs during the procedure.
Tony stark himself over saw the entire operation in person. Making sure that when the captain returned, you would be well on your way to a full and healthy recovery.
Steve was due to return to the tower any moment now. It had been almost two days since your operation and you had yet to stir within your sleep.
The pain killers themselves had thrown you into a heavily induced slumber.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
That afternoon your medical room was empty, all except for you. The only sound heard was the slow beeping of the monitors your vitals were hooked up to.
Just then the door to your room opened slowly, revealing a tall masculine figure.
It was none other than the super solider himself.
Steve walked over to your bedside as he watched your chest slowly move up and down as you breathed in and out. He smiled slightly, seeing his girl alive and well.
His hand made its way to your cheek as he caressed it gently. His course skin softly ran down your cheek, causing you to lightly stir. Weakly your eyes began to flutter open and your vision began to clear.
There standing before you was no other than Captain America himself, Steve Rogers.
“S-Steve, you're here?” you gasped.
“I-Im glad to see you captain.” you whispered lightly, as small tears began to grace your soft pale cheeks. Slowly you began to reach out to touch his face.
Steve’s eyes closed in delight as you cupped his cheek weakly within your palm, without thought his large course hand rose up to lay upon your own. Yet his warm palm was suddenly meet with a cold steel exterior.
His eyes widened as he was meet with a blackened metal arm.
“(Name)...What happened?! Who did this to you!?” Steve yelled as he instantly damned the very person that dared laid to lay his hands upon you.
Without any given warning Tony Stark had burst into your room as he sought to address Steve Rogers himself.
“Sorry to interrupt the moment here, but we have a major situation going on here Capt!”
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Listen to this song, it inspired the majority of the story.
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Please comment my good friends.
is responsible for helping me post this series! Thank you Sis!
Listen to this song, it inspired the majority of the story.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NA9_Zo…
Please comment my good friends.
is responsible for helping me post this series! Thank you Sis!
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Great job sis. Can't wait to see what happens next