Soldier Captain America Novels & Stories

Some soldiers called me over to the side of the tent, drinks filled their tables and they gawked at me like I was the next meal on the table. When I searched for the rogue alpha and didn't see him, I almost released a sigh in relief. I walked into the tent. There were three men inside. On a closer inspection, I realized they weren’t regular soldiers but captains or maybe generals. One had a uniform that indicated that he was of a higher rank than his friends. He seemed to have led a more dangerous war life, as a scar ran up his face, long and deep, the scar had claimed his left eye. Others would wear a patch to make their scar less grotesque, but he wore it proudly, as a trophy or whatever.

“Captain on deck!” The man that enters is an all too familiar sight for every soldier in the room, his shoulder plates had distinct red stripes unlike the dull steel ones we had, while his chest plate had the image of the Caesar’s Crystal Leaf crown smelted the left breast of his armor, and finally clutched under his arms was his helmet, the Centurion’s Red Crest was attached to it while two distinct red arrows were painted in the side. A 5th generation soldier and one of the toughest veterans in the Bright Tigers, it was Captain Centurion Brachuss Gilderscrowns. His presence immediately calls everyone to stand in respect. “At ease men, we don’t have much time so let’s get straight to the pl

He stepped forward and shouted angrily, "Who do you think you are? How dare you yell at our captain?" "Captain? What captain?" Fiona was stunned. Max replied angrily, "Open your eyes and see clearly! This is the captain of the special forces, Skywolf!" Victor continued, "He's a recipient of the Medal of Honor, a national hero! How dare a woman like you yell at him?" "What?" Fiona was struck dumb, staring at me wide-eyed. Phillip was also stunned, a flicker of fear in his eyes. Fiona trembled as she said, "No... No way... Timothy is just an ordinary clerk..."

“How about joining us? I can guarantee your wealth and glory.” The team captain glared at him. “It’s better if you come with us instead.” “Heh.” Jared sneered. “I guess negotiations are over.” He knew that convincing them was impossible. He would not have willingly opposed them if the Spencers had not ordered him to. “Put down your weapons,” he said. “We won’t hurt you. As long as Stephen pays up, we’ll let you leave safely.” Everyone’s eyes turned to the captain. He was Arnold Decker, a powerful elite soldier.

He was holding a mug of coffee as he looked around almost covered in ice. “Oh! Hi there, Captain America! ” He was startled by Aerush's sharp voice. It was looking at him now and the cute smile. He was carrying a stufftoy in one hand while waving. There was fondness creeping into his heart. When he was at the restaurant, Capt. Also called him. America. He smiled at the child and waved back at it. “How are you, Captain? Are you my new neighbor? Mommy says, we don't have a new neighbor because they sell that house. Are you the new owner of it? ” this eloquent question to him.

"But I’ve been coaching hockey for thirty years, Jules. I’ve seen captains defend their rookies. I’ve seen guys fight for their teammates. But I have never, in my entire life, seen a man look at another man the way Mercer looked at you when Silas hit you. That wasn't just team loyalty." He took a slow step around the desk, his gaze piercing right through me, and my breath completely hitched in my throat. "So I’m going to ask you one time, and you better not lie to me," he whispered, the silence in the room deafening. "What the hell is going on between you and my captain?"

I felt sorry for him, being a captain of a great football team entails a lot of responsibilities, commitment and expectations from what I've seen. "I really admire your strength and like you said 'you won't trade it for anything' So just keep doing your thing and enjoying it, cause there comes a time when you can't do it anymore, and I'm sure you won't regret it, okay?" I tried to be comforting and encouraging which I'm not good at. Ugh. I hope I made sense though. "Yea. Listening to you speak is a good feeling too" he said which made me smile and I felt a little hopeful

Now in a small vessel with no strong shielding he was subjected to gravitational pulls. Mainly the closest larger object then his small pod. As the Pod shook as it corrected itself to follow the Comet, all hope had left the poor lonely soldier on watch duty, as he got closer to the Comet he believed he was seeing things. 'Was a Solid Comet really moving like that? Did all those small Red and Orange Lights just Blink at me?'

he said. " do you understand? " he said. " SIR YES SIR " we all chorused. " Good Now get prepared you leave in 20" he said and he left then we all made to suit up. " Blackbird " I heard then I turned. " yes? " I asked the soldier. " come with me " he said then I followed him to another cubicle with other three soldiers. " Agent blackbird, this is lieutenant Marcus Philip, and this is warrant officer Paul Jenkins, this is staff sergeant David Shaw and I'm captain Rawlins" he introduced.

His cold personality passed her standard for men but his smile, plus, his handsome face and strong body-built is more attractive than a sweet honey. "CAPTAIN!" a soldier called out to Darwin Kim. He nodded and left them. The woman pouted at the leaving back of Darwin Kim. The woman and Psyche Flint followed behind her. They entered a huge space of land filled with grassland and tress. Psyche Flint looked around and halted her steps when she realized that they are inside the military camp.