I know it's a bit late, but Happy Holidays! With 2021 coming to a close, I wanted to upload one of my story ideas. Ever since Isaiah Bradley was introduced in TFATWS, I wanted to see the fight with him against the Winter Soldier. I tried finding fics to read, but there are not many out there. I decided to write my own. If you ever want reading material, I suggest reading "Truth: Red, White, and Black" which goes into more detail about Isaiah Bradley. It's such a heartbreaking but wonderful comic. This is my adaptation of the bar fight in Goygang, all rights go to Marvel.
Chapter One: Goyang
The rain streamed down like a curtain of silk, soaking through the muddy forest ground and lashing out at anyone too stupid to be outside in the thunderstorm. Heavy leather boots splashed quietly through the growing accumulation of mud and puddles, trying to stick to the crumbling sidewalks in the war-struck city. Most of the buildings were in ruins in this area of Goyang, just skeletons of their former structures dotting the dark skyline.
The wind battered the large form of Isaiah Bradley, tugging at his jacket and slicing cruelly at his exposed face. The military-issued helmet provided little protection from the storm's assault. He clutched his sidearm tightly in his large hands, silently praying that the rain would not damage the weapon. Luckily, he had thought ahead to stash his pack of food, first aid kit, sleeping roll, and rifle under somewhere dry and hidden. He carried only a few chewy protein bars, extra ammo, and smaller bandages in his belt. He was told to be prepared for hand-to-hand combat, so he only carried the bare essentials on his person while he searched the city.
The only sound came from the howling of the wind and the splash of rain on the buildings, ground, and his helmet. Peering through the relative darkness and the curtain of rain, Isaiah scanned his surroundings, searching for signs of movement.
Shoulders tense against the storm and anticipation, he shifted his grip on the gun and wiped the water out of his eyes.
Goyang was silent, empty, devoid of all signs of life. And yet, the brass insisted that an enemy soldier was out here on this mud-soaked peninsula, killing countless American soldiers. And they wanted Isaiah to eliminate this mysterious, rogue soldier.
There were reports of soldiers being sent out on missions who never came back, each recorded disappearance only increasing the apprehension of the troops near Goyang. Some were starting to worry that the mysterious soldier would break into their camp in the middle of the night, slaughtering all of them in their sleep. Yet, so far, only those who were sent to track down and kill their enemy disappeared. Camp seemed to be safe, at least for the moment.
The brass finally had enough and ordered Isaiah to find the rogue soldier. They must have figured that a super soldier would have a better chance at removing this ghostly force.
A single soldier causing all this turmoil did not sit right with Isaiah. For all they knew, there could be a whole battalion out here, waiting for him to fall into their trap. Rumors around the camp mentioned someone called the Winter Soldier, a mindless man with a metal arm. Isaiah refused to believe the rumors, assuming that it was just a ghost story spread by the higher-ups to keep everyone in line. However, the brass seemed to hold some genuine fear for this strange Winter Soldier and now Isaiah was soaked to bone chasing a rumor in the middle of a storm - alone.
Maybe it was just an excuse to send Isaiah off on a mission to be killed by the enemies so that the underground Super Soldier Program would never be found. What a great way to remove the evidence of the medical torture that he and others were subjected to. He was the sole survivor of the experiments, being forced to watch as his fellow brothers-in-arms perished, either by the concoction they were injected with or by some mission going suspiciously wrong.
