NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1: In a New World
UNKNOWN POV—
Where the fuck am I? I remember that I died. I was a soldier but, when I lost my right eye and left leg, I left the army. Then, I opened a café along with my siblings. It was going well until, some thieves thought it was a good idea to steal from our café. As, I was a soldier once, it was my duty to protect everyone from them. I apprehended almost all of them but, one of them shot me in my chest. Thankfully, the cops arrived and arrested them, including the one who shot me. The ambulance was called for me though, it was too late. I died. I mean, it's better to say the outcome than to narrate the whole process.
Although, a dead person should be dead. He shouldn't be able to feel anything. But I can clearly say that I am not dead. With some difficulty, I opened my eyes to see that I am currently inside a room. There was a TV in front of me. It was playing a 1941 baseball game. This feels familiar. I rubbed my eyes and looked around me. Why the fuck my chest feels heavy? I looked at my chest and found something I never thought that I could possess. It was breasts, fucking breasts. Worried, I touched my parts and found that I, no longer possess a dick. No! No!! It can't be happening! Impossible! I am a fucking woman! I was a man in my previous life. How is this even possible? Not that I hate being a woman or so, but think about it clearly. How a man would feel if he wakes up as a woman? Or how a woman wakes up as a man? Cleary, he/she would not like his/her situation. A woman would like having a dick and the same goes for a man. Not a single man would like having a pussy in him.
"Ms. Rogers, you are awake. How are you feeling?" said a voice, interrupting my thoughts. I turned my head towards the source of the voice, and found a woman wearing a nurse's costume. Is she cosplaying or something?
I opened my mouth and asked, "Where am I? And what did you just call me?" My voice was raspy. It's like this body hasn't talked for a long time.
The nurse looked at me in surprise. She replied, "Are you alright? Ms. Rogers, what do you remember?"
"Why are you calling me that?"
The nurse walked towards me and stood near me. She took an injection and kept it on the table.
"Ms. Rogers, don't you remember?" I looked at her in a questioning way, "Stella Rogers, you are Stella Rogers. You are the Captain America. Ms. Rogers, you are the hero of the war, the symbol of hope, America's greatest hero. Don't you remember anything?
Her words shocked me completely. I couldn't believe it. According to her, the body I am currently inhabiting is of Captain America, at least some female version of him. If I was to be in Captain America's body, then why couldn't I be in the male version's body? Wouldn't it make more sense? Steve Rogers is man and so I am, or I was.
No, it's not the time to think about it. If I in Cap's body, then probably, the woman in front of me is from SHIELD, but she really is from HYDRA. I looked at her and stood up from the bed. Seeing me, she straightened up.
She asked, "Ms. Rogers? What are you doing?" I walked towards the TV and repeated what Steve said.
"What year is this?" I asked her in an intimating voice.
She flinched from my voice. Composing herself, she replied, "1941," I was looking at the match in TV, "I think you are interested in the match. It's a baseball match that's happening today."
I laughed at her words. I mocked, "Is that so? This match, you are talking about," I smiled at her, "I was there. I watched that match and live, if I may say."
She didn't say anything. Instead, she ran towards me with the injection. She tried to inject me with it. I simply caught her hand and punched her right in the face, instantly knocking her out. Fuck! I think I underestimated this body's power. This body has thin arms but, they don't lack any strength in them.
I have to get out of here. If I have to believe, I am currently in a hospital. This hospital is entirely infested with the HYDRA soldiers, whose purpose is to capture me, or rather this body.
Thinking that, I sneaked out of the room. I covered my face with a cloth and walked steadily. I have to get out of this hospital.
Currently, I am in the hallway and that's when I heard a yell.
A man said, "There she is! Catch her!"
Fuck! How in the hell did they know who I am? There were people working around me, but as soon as they heard the man's word, everyone turned towards me. They started attacking me.
Fuck you! I can't outrun these many people. They are too many. I took my stance and readied myself for the right.
I dodged a man's punch and kicked him in the shin, flying him way. I twisted another man's arm and smashed him on the table near me.
"Catch her! Don't let her hit you."
"Ahh!!!!"
"You bitch!!"
I mocked, "Catch her? You want to catch me. Are you even listening to yourself? And you don't curse me."
I twisted the hand of the woman who called me a 'bitch.' Hey! I am a feminist and I really believe in equality and I, don't discriminate between genders. So, don't be surprised if I hit both men and women. Also, I am currently in a woman's body.
Grabbing a plate from a table, I bashed her head with it. The impact was so powerful that the woman started bleeding from her head.
A man who was wearing a doctor's uniform attacked me with a knife. I caught his hand and pulled him towards me. I asked, "Aren't you suppose to capture me? Why attack me with a knife?"
He spitted on my face and said, "Bitch, I want to kill you. But the higher authorities want you alive. I don't know why they want you alive, but I don't care. I will kill you. Hail Hydra!"
Not wanting to hear any more of his yapping, I snatched his knife and plunged it in his heart. He fell on the ground. He wanted to say something but, only blood oozed from his mouth. Within a minute, he died.
More of them ran towards me to attack. Gripping the knife tightly, I started to kill them one by one. I cut, slashed, stabbed them with that medium sized knife.
After killing them all, I took a moment to catch my breath. Suddenly, another group of HYDRA entered the hallway. Fuck! These bastards have armed with guns.