Final fight: Captain America POV


My name is Stephanie Rogers. During the great war I volunteered for the super
soldier experiment and became a symbol of hope known as: Captain America.

It turned out there was another woman who had received similar treatments. A
deranged madwoman bend on destroying the world and rebuilding it to her will.

After dangerous missions I managed to infiltrate the stealth plane that was
going to finish the war in favor for the Germans.

I walked into the control room of the plane.

My mask was gone and my blond hair hung free. I was wearing my star spangled
Captain America uniform that kept my midriff bare. In my left hand I held my
trusted shield.

I had managed to get on board the plane and made my way to the control room.

The plane was headed to Washington to blow up the entire city. However if I
could take over the control it could all be avoided. The faith of the world
was in the balance at this point and I had to stop this plane no matter
what.....

However as I thought about this the Red Skull appeared.

She was dressed in her dark uniform and had a deep cleavage, she looked
absolutely horrifying with her red face.

"Hello Captain, how ironic it would end like this. Both of us fighting to
decide how this war will end. Such a shame you still do not realize we have
left humanity behind long time ago." She spoke with her arrogant and
aristocratic voice.

"I am not going anywhere Red Skull. You will not succeed with that insane plan
of yours." I replied with a determined voice.

"I am not going to kill you. I will keep you alive so you can see Washington
burn to the ground. " The Red Skull spoke and at the same time she drew her
sidearm and shot at me.

I raised the shield and blocked the bullet aimed at my shoulder. Charging
forward I kept the shield raised and felt another bullet bounce off it. I
shield bashed Red Skull backwards and knocked the gun out of her hand.

I swung the shield again and struck Red Skull hard against the head, causing
her dark cap to fall off.

However the Red Skull was far from beaten and as I prepared another strike Red
stepped to the side and at the same time connected a vicious hook to my bare
abdomen that caused me to grunt.

The punch was thrown with a speed and power that could only be from someone
who had been treated with the super soldier serum.

In the style of German boxing Red followed up with another hook to my jaw, I
raised my shoulder in time however the blow still almost knocked me off
balance.

As I tried to strike back with a cross punch Red went low and wrapped her arms
around my legs, driving forward she threw me to the floor.

As I fell on my back Red tried to straddle me but I was able to get my knees
to my chest and create space.

Red started to punch down but I blocked the punches with the shield and timed
a hard upkick that caught Red right in the face.

As Red stumbled backwards I leaped back to my feet. Moving towards the feared
Nazi leader I spun around and lashed my leg out, performing a spinning back
kick that caught her in the chest and knocked her backwards.

Red seemed impressed and I noticed what seemed like a smile on the horrifying
face but then she raised her fists again and came at me.

I avoided her punches with some swift footwork and and then connected a hard
front kick to Red's chest that knocked her backwards.

As she was off balance I prepared to follow up with another hard strike with
the shield.

A fraction of a second to late I realized it was actually a trap. As I stepped
forward Red recovered and I realized she had only feigned to be off balance.

Red connected with a stomp kick to my knee that caused my knee to buckle in an
awkward angle. As I was unbalanced by the kick to my knee Red followed up with
a thudding jab that hit me right on the chin and made my head snap backwards.

I saw stars for a moment as I regained my balance and moved in a firm fighting
stance again.

Red seemed to realize my clock had been rung and she moved forward
aggressively.

I swung the shield but Red moved faster than I had anticipated and caught my
arm while simultaneously landing an elbow strike to my ribs that winded me.

As I grunted in pain Red pulled the shield from my grip and in a spinning
motion struck me in the face with the shield, knocking me backwards.

I was dazed by the blow and looked stunned at Red who was holding my shield in
front of her while looking at me with a predatory smile.

Holding the shield in front of her Red charged forward and knocked the shield
against my chest.

The impact felt like I got hit with a battering ram. I flew through the air
and crashed hard on the floor.

As I hit the floor I gasped for air as the wind got knocked out of my lungs.

Shaking my head I focused and then saw Red stand over me with a cruel look on
her face.

She raised her booted feet high in the air, clearly intending to stomp down on
my body and finish me off.

In the last moment I swiped my leg out and knocked her off balance. With one
hand I pushed myself from the floor and connected a hard kick to the Nazi
officer that made her lose her balance, causing the shield to fall from her
grip.

For a moment we circled each other as we both studied the others stance and
movements and decided what to do next.

Red had her knees bend and was leaning forward slightly while her fists were
raised in front of her chest. It was clear that she was highly trained in the
art of German boxing.

Red opened up first with a series of snapping Savate kicks. I managed to block
the first two but the third nailed me in the side of my ribcage and made me
wince. I replied in kind with a low kick to her inner thigh that caused her
leg to buckle.

As she recovered her balance I nailed her in the face with a left hook that
caused her head to snap to the side.

I followed up with a right cross however Red ducked underneath it and at the
same time performed a uppercut, hitting me right in my toned abdomen.

"Uuuufffhhhhhh!" I let out as the impact of her punch knocked the air from my
lungs.

Red swung a left hook trying to liver punch me. However it missed and we both
ended up in the clinch.

We wrestled for control and immediately I realized I was fighting my physical
equal here. We both were a perfect physical specimen and evenly matched.
Knowing the winner would be decided by strategy as well as sheer will we
struggled with all our might, each trying to gain an advantage over the other.

I was trained in the art of Judo and Jiu-jitsu as well as wrestling. However
Red was trained in the grappling arts as well and was able to match every move
I made.

We both exchanged attempts to throw, trip and otherwise unbalance each other
and force the other to the ground.

As I turned in for a hipthrow Red was able to step around it and before I
could recover she drove me against the nearest wall. With my back pressed
against the wall Red leaned into me to keep me in place. She was able to get
her head underneath mine and push her forehead against my chin, keeping me
straight up against the wall. As I struggled to escape this position Red used
this to land several thudding uppercuts to my midsection.

I tensed my rockhard abdominals however her uppercuts impacted hard and each
of her punches sapped a bit of my strength away.

Red was starting to methodically wear me down and I knew it.

In an explosive motion I was able to shove her away and create space. However
as I tried to circle away from the wall Red kept stalking me.

She feinted a jab to my face and as I responded she went low with a vicious
hook to my stomach.

As I grunted in pain Red closed the distance and wrapped her arms tightly
around my waist in a body lock.

Slowed down by her punches to my midsection I responded to slow and she
tripped me to the floor.

As we hit the floor I tried to avoid getting pinned underneath her by spinning
around and going to my elbows and knees.

As I was on all fours Red slipped behind me and kept her arms around my waist
while driving her bodyweight onto me.

I tried to escape this referee position and get back up. However Red was
clearly an expert in wrestling and she was able to keep behind me and work me
down to the floor, forcing me to my elbows and knees.

As Red was riding me she made sure I kept carrying all her weight and began to
use short punches to my head and ribs that forced me to cover up.

As I was tiring down I realized I had to escape this situation fast or she
would overwhelm me.

Posing my hand against the wall I tried to get back to my feet.

However like the expert wrestler she was she flowed to her next position and
fell to her side while yanking me with her.

In a twisting motion Red was able to force me to my side.

However instead of riding me she suddenly rolled to her back and pulled me on
top of her.

Her legs wrapped around my waist and she hooked her legs to the inside of my
thighs to trap me.

At the same time she wrapped her arm around my neck for a tight sleeperhold.

I gasped as I grabbed at Red's arm, the pressure on the sides of my neck
cutting off the blood flow to my head. The German super soldier though wasn't
budging her arms locked around my neck even tighter. I could feel her excited
breath as she whispered mockingly into my ear, "As you were told once before
Captain America, sleep peacefully ... you will soon witness the end of this
war ... . And the world as you know it!"

As she spoke the edges of my vision started to blur and my head began to swim.

I thought about everything that was at stake and that I could not lose.

With all my might I pulled at her arm trying to escape the sleeperhold.
However I had not enough leverage from my position.....

Soon darkness engulfed me as I passed out.

As I woke up I blinked my eyes and realized I was lying on my side on the
floor of the airplane.

I tried to move but instantly realized that my arms and legs had been secured
with rope in a tight hogtie.

In a grunt of frustration I tugged at the ropes however they did not give an
inch.

"Welcome back Captain. Soon you will witness the end of this world and the
rise of a better one." A mocking voice said.

Red Skull stood over me with a victorious smile on her deformed face.

She posted her hands on her hips and then triumphantly placed her boot on my
chest like a hunter posing over a captured prey.

The end 😞