2014-02-20 - Cutscene: The Death of a Dream - Captain America

The place straddled the fence between restaurant and bar. If bar means strip joint. It was one of those franchise joints where the waitresses flirt with you and wear almost nothing as they serve you food. They called it fine family dinning too. It was in Chaciago. The view was nice. Although John Walker, U.S. Agent, wasn’t watching the view. His eyes were locked on one of the joint’s big screens. They were all on the same thing; The New York City Memorial service of Steve Rogers. John Walker sipped at his beer. A mixture of feelings, regret, anger, and sadness were all there. He hated to see the loss of such a great man. Anger that all this could have been prevented if Steve Rogers had just let John be Captain America. He would have killed the Red Skull long ago. It would have been justifiable. He snorts at Tony Starks speech, “You couldn’t be a pimple on that man’s ass. You don’t know the first thing about being Captain America.” He looks on in shock and anger as Spider-Woman, up there with that X-men. What was he doing there? Must have been meeting quotas, is why the x-men was there. Then she wrote on Steve’s coffin! No respect.” “Tell me about it. They had quality on their team and they kick it off for trash. Screw them.” It was Lemar Hoskins. Lemar Hoskins, Battle Star, had been Walkers partner when he was Captain America. Lemar had also served with John in the military. Lemar was good people. “I’m sorry I’m late. Didn’t know if you were going to make it. Figured they’d have you in Washington fitting you for a suit.” John turns to look at his friend. “Nah, neither Washington nor the Avengers are calling. Besides Starks, is saying he’s picking the next Cap.” Lemar laughs, “That man couldn’t qualify to be a zit on Cap’s butt. Even Cap's butt when you wore the costume.” There was jovial tone to Lemar's voice. John smiles, “I was just saying that. Hey you were my sidekick.” Lemar corrects him, “Partner. I wasn't a teenage kid. So why are you here?” John grins, “What? I can't look up an old friend?” Lemar just looks at John. John shakes his head, “Fine. The commission's pointed me in the direction of a Watch Dog cell here in Chi-town. I'm here to shut it down. Do the real work not be a glory hog like the Avengers.” Lemar, “In my City? You thought might join up have a reunion tour of Captain America and Battle Star?” John coughs, “U.S.Agent and Battlestar.” Lemar grins, “If your not Cap then it's Battlestar and U.S.Agent. I'm the real talent. Now where's that beer you promised me?”