Christopher Martin
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2010 Everglades, Florida Fort Johnson, Strategic. Operations. Command. Center (SOCC) Four Months Later Life at Fort Johnson was monotonous, to say the least. Every day was the same thing. Wake up, Train, Breakfast, Train, lunch, Train, Dinner, Sleep and then start all over again. They haven't even sent our team on any missions yet. SOCC was a new special operation task force specifically created to be under the sole command of General Thaddeus Ross. We didn't go on any missions until he gave the…-
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2010 Canada, Appalachian Mountains HYDRA Preparatory Academy Two Years Later "Hail, Hydra! Immortal Hydra! We shall never be destroyed! Cut off one head, two more shall take its place! We serve none but the Master—as the world shall soon serve us! Hail Hydra! " As the students finished the chant, Madame Contessa took the podium. "I am extremely proud to welcome you all into the new guard of HYDRA, and I cannot wait to see all your accomplishments in this next chapter of your journey." Madame…
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2008 Canada, Appalachian Mountains HYDRA Preparatory Academy On the walk back to campus no one spoke. I could tell that Candice and the other grunt didn't like the fact I had killed their friend. But neither dared to voice their dissatisfaction while we were still alone in the woods. I wondered if I should say something to them, but decided to stay silent. At the end of the day, they were Grunts. They were being trained to be fodder for the leadership, why should I feel sad for something that was…
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2008 Canada, Appalachian Mountains HYDRA Preparatory Academy Next day Throwing the empty can of spray paint in the trash, I packed away my gear into my school gym bag. I patted Max, the brown labrador retriever that the school gave me, on the head and made my way out of the dorms to the training field where the test would be held. "Brock!!" As I entered the grassy field a familiar voice called out to me and I was stopped by Jack who I haven't seen since leaving the Grunts. "Hey, It's nice to see a…
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2008 Canada, Appalachian Mountains HYDRA Preparatory Academy Two Years Later "The Truth is... I Am Iron Man." Dr. Whitehall paused the screen on Tony starks face. "Can anyone tell me why this piece of news is troubling for us and our cause?" He asked the six of us sitting in the classroom. Ruby, a young blonde girl with a small scar on her forehead, full lips, and green eyes, raised her hand to answer. "Yes, Cadet Hale. " Ruby stood, "Because, with this and the recent sightings of that green…
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2006 Canada, Appalachian Mountains HYDRA Preparatory Academy After my fight, John led me out of the white room while the other staff went to clean up Akela's body and set up for the next test. I was taken to a room opposite where I fought and saw a huge screen taking up an entire wall. On the screen, the inside of the white room was shown. Couches lined the inside of the room facing the screen and three people were currently sitting down chatting on one. Looking over I saw Jack nervously standing in…
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2006 Canada, Appalachian Mountains HYDRA Preparatory Academy "Cadet Rumlow, you're up first," Hale called to me, obviously enjoying the look of worry plain on my face. "Um General Hale, shouldn't we at least get some info on our opponents? I mean they have way more field experience than us, we need some kind of edge for this to be a fair test." I asked hoping she would go for it. I needed something. Anything that would help me not die today in this shitty school. Hale pondered my offer for a bit…
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2006 Canada, Appalachian Mountains HYDRA Preparatory Academy Three Years later "FREEDOM!!" I yelled out while stepping off the small plane onto the runway. Receiving wild looks from those around me. "Please don't do that, you're embarrassing us before we even have our first day," Jack called out nervously, stepping off the plane behind me. I just ignored him. This was my first time out of the prison that was my foster home for eleven years, and it was a trip to another country! I couldn't wait to…
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2003 NewYork City, Lower East Side Solomon Institute Foster Home Three Years Later Word to the wise, if you ever want to try and make someone truly loyal to your weird neonazi cult... don't torture their mind and body for three fucking years straight under the guise of making them 'better'. Three years of constant exercises, hand-to-hand training, weapons training, enhanced torture training, and lessons on what a great man Red Skull really was deep down. Every second my hatred and drive to kill these…
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2000 New York City, Lower East Side Solomon Institute Foster Home 2 years later Being a baby again sucked. Having to rely on someone for your every waking need was not fun, and Tony wasn't exactly a doting father either. He would often leave me in the care of Jack, my foster brother who was older than me by four years, and Jeanne who was in her early teens and was Tony's real daughter. When I finally turned 5 and was able to walk on my own with no problems, I started to sneak away from them to explore…
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