My new story. I dont see many captain america stories so I thought I write one. Loki story is in progress and the House MD one is almost finished. ENJOY :)

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She had being trapped for as long as she can remember. In that dark room with no light, she felt like how animals feel in a zoo. Her eyes remained closed. The darkness never bothered her. She felt like it was her true place on earth to be shrouded in darkness. The door that remained locked on the other side began to open. Her eyes opened to see a person standing there.

"Get up whore." The person bellowed. The same abuse by the same people. The young blonde stood up walking slowly to the light. As soon as she walked through the frame the man behind her grabbed her hair and pulled her down the stairs. "You think that's this is enough." He screamed as he threw her on the floor. He dangled the money in front of her face. "If you live in this house you produce more than this." He threw the money down at her. As she began to stand up. Her assulter began to undo his belt. "You will get up when I say you can."

Whip.

His belt hit her frail body. She fell back down as the whipping continued until the sun began to rise, not flinching or showing any pain.

She waiting until her so called father had passed out from drinking. She walked up to the bathroom where she took a shower. This was a luxury for her. The blood dripped off her shoulders and went down the drain. She got dressed and dried her hair before walking downstairs. She saw a lot of cash on the table where he had passed out. She grabbed her bag and walked slowly to the table to take all the money. She will not be returning here ever again. She grabbed what she could and ran out the door. For a girl who was beaten each day and raped every other week, she was tough. She missed her foster mother Lucy. She was a kind woman who loved children. Her husband John not so much. Sure he went along with it until she was diagnosed with terminal cancer. The family were broke and Elizabeth was forced to provide. Her bright and bold nature made her a good candidate for numerous jobs. When Lucy had passed, John had began to become violent. He was drinking all the time and taking drugs. Taking out his anger frequently on Lizzie. The beatings became her life at home. Even speaking to her friends was a smack around the face.

As she walked around the cold streets of New York. Walking to the cemetery where Lucy was buried. She had a small grave underneath the cherry blossom tree. The blossoms had fell on her grave. Covering it with beautiful pink petals. Elizabeth stood there for a moment before collapsing to the ground.

"Lucy. I miss you each day. Why did you have to leave? I miss you. I know I was never yours biologically but you were the closest thing to a mother I had." The tears flooded down her cheeks. All the pain from HIM made her take an emotional wreck. She heard some footsteps behind her. She glanced up as she grabbed the knife from her jeans. Jumping up to attack her watcher . He was a man in his middle 20's. Blonde hair which was combed over at the front with very beautiful blue eyes. Tall and well built. He was wearing a leather jacket with trousers and a chequered top with brown boots. He had grabbed her wrist before the knife had touched him.

"Lucky there." He said. As he released her arm. Lizzie put the knife back into her jeans.

"Why did you creep up on me?In this city not the best to creep up on strangers." She asked.

"I was wondering if you were OK.?" He replied. A gentle smile grazed his face.

"I am fine thanks."She spat, wiping her tears away from her face. She looked over the man's shoulders as John's car pulled up with a furious him in it. "You might need to get out of here."

"Why?" The man asked.

"This." She pointed at the raging adult that was charging at them.

"YOU LITTLE THIEVING BITCH!"He ran up and punched her making her fall down to the wet grass. "Give me my money."

"No its mine. Not yours. All these years I worked my ass off for you and all I get is beatings because you cant control your god damn temper." He raised his fist to her before her stalker stepped in the way before John could make the blow.

"No way to treat a lady buddy."

"Beat it son. No need to get involved."

"Oh there is. I hate bullies and you sir are one evil bully. Now get lost and don't come near her again." He pushed her back to the ground. "Now leave." With that John ran back to his car before speeding off. Lizzie stood there in shock. No one had ever stood up for her before. She was in awe at the man who was her saviour.

"Thanks." She said picking herself up off the ground and brushing herself off. "Hey. I am sorry for pulling the knife out on you. After what you saw I still dont trust many people."

"I am Steve." He said offering his hand.

"Elizabeth." She took out her hand and shook Steve's.

"Nice too meet you." He said. "Oh you need to get yourself cleaned up." Lizzie looked down at her clothes which were all muddy from when she fell on the ground. "Come on my place ain't that far." He took off his jacket as he placed it around her shoulders.

"Thanks, but you dont need too."

"But I insist. I would not be a true gentlemen if I didnt help you out." With that they walked back to her hero's place.

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