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Sam Wilson sat, shield resting next to him. The weight of the shield never failed to get to him, this shield was a legacy of all those that had come before him leading right back to the mighty Steve Rogers himself. Sometimes he worried if he was living up to the weight of the shield, the shadow cast by his predecessors was surely a long one and while for the longest period of time the Government had tried to convince people that Steve Rogers was still the one underneath the cowl and carrying the shield. When his predecessor was killed by the Winter Soldier the country had mourned for the loss of their hero. 

With the changing of the political climate, Director Nick Fury decided that a new type of Captain America would help bring the country together acting as a new face for S.H.I.E.L.D and America in the International Superhero community. Sam Wilson, newly an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D and already being specially trained to essentially be a superhero was chosen by the Director. Given the shield, the uniform and then introduced to the world as the [i]New Captain America.[/i] Obviously there was some pushback, and there still was chants o f[i]Not our Captain![/i] Many felt that the role of Captain America should be left vacant, dead with the fallen hero. Not that his predecessor had [i]been[/i] the original. In all honesty he was a soldier, he hated the politics. The speeches, the hand shaking. 

[i]'Good Evening. I know many of you still mourn the loss of Steve Rogers, and I want to make it known that I am in no-way trying to replace him. He was a symbol to our country, and the world of the strength that lies within us all...[/i]

Sam wasn't for speeches, trying to exhume the confidence he needed to exhume wasn't terribly easy. He sighed as he stood up, picking up the shield he clipped it onto his flightpack. He stood up and walked out of the room towards the communications suite, the corridors of the helicarrier clean and shiny. Members of S.H.I.E.L.D walked passed him, offering him crisp salutes as he walked passed. He nodded back at them, he hit the button on the side of a door and it hissed open into a spherical room. A raised podium in the middle, also spherical in shape. The very centre of the Podium was raised even more as that is where the person transmitting stood. He wasn't entirely sure why S.H.I.E.L.D felt the need for such an elaborate room for communications. 

Standing in the middle of the room the lights in the rest of the room dimmed. Holograms began to appear one by one, figures from all over the world around the platform. Brian Braddock [b]Captain Britain[/b], the Tao-Yu brothers [b]The Collective[/b], Shiro Yoshida [b]Sunfire[/b], David Semple [b]Captain Canuck[/b] and many others. He took a deep breath. "Evening folks." There was no point beating it around the bush, straight to the point.

"At 0900HRS Local Time, S.H.I.E.L.D detected an incursion of A.I.M operatives off the Eastern Seaboard of the United States." Sam sighed, this wasn't the mission he was wanting to do. There was attack going on at the United Nations [i]right now[/i] and yet he was going to be chasing A.I.M? "Multiple aircraft were dedicated coming from a number of different countries, tracing back as much flight information as possible S.H.I.E.L.D is hereby sending flight data to your respective agencies in order to allow you to conduct operations against them. I will be dealing with our incursion and will update you with any pertinent information. Captain America, out."

He walked off the podium and rotated his shoulders, stretching them out. Tapping his earpiece, he heard the voice of Agent 13 his handler. "Yes Captain?"

"Is the Quinjet and strike team all ready to go?"

"Yes Captain."

"Good, wheels up in five."