<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn3/Halfbakedone/avengers-captain-america1.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>   Steven Rogers<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>    Captain America<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   New York<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>         Black Widow<br/></span><br/><br/>Emerging from the sewer, Cap was taken aback by all the lights and the cars, and the soldiers in uniforms that looked nothing like his days.  If this was all a hoax then it was the most elaborate one he had ever seen.  Though watching the woman in the leather body suit was definitely a nice buffer for the strange that was going on around him, she reminded him of several of the Russian women he had met during the war, tough, independent, and capable.  This one was also gorgeous and that suit left little to the imagination, but he was listening to her about the organization she worked for and who had organized it.  He also heard the terseness in her voice as she ushered him through the streets and up the fire escape, though he was not believing the idea of a waiting transport on a rooftop, but it did seem to be a world of miracles.