"Hail, Hydra! Immortal Hydra! We shall never be destroyed! Cut off a limb, and two more shall take its place! We serve none but the Master—as the world shall soon serve us! Hail Hydra!"

That is what I've learned throughout my life in a cell. I was born somewhere in the United Kingdom but raised in a hidden Siberian base. I was taught how to talk, to read, to kill and to follow orders. The man who raised me thought of me as his own but as soon as I turned fourteen, the others noticed and I was ordered to kill him...and I did.

I lived the life as a Hydra operative alongside another man that calls himself Bucky. He told me that he and I are prisoners, I didn't believe him.

September 19, 1991

They sent.Bucky out to retrieve a very important serum. The serum is said to create super soldiers and once Bucky came back with the case, the doctors went to work.

Bucky was the first and a succes. Then came the Kill squad. At first it seemed like it worked but when they were testing their fighting capabilities one of them attacked a doctor. The others saw this and did the same with anyone near them.

After putting them down, they were about to cancel the project but one said to try once more with me. They did. The pain was unbearable but it worked, I was obedient and nigh on impossible to take down.

Years have passed and Hydra was no more, leaving me in the life of a mercenary.

Now, I'm just waiting for one of these ponies to grow some balls and actually fight me. What kind of Military carried spears when their enemy is the Winter Warrior.

I don't know. This came to me after seeing the new Captain America.