Thread: Recovery (Avengers) Moon/Lady

It had been a pretty bad Month for America. The News was full of the same horrible story. Captain America had gone missing for about two weeks, during which there was three epic battles for the safety of the world. The other superheros managed to save the world of course, and keep America safe but the missing Captain America had made a good many people worry. Some more than others. It was only when Tony Stark hacked Shields Database to find Steve's home address that Captain America was found, bleeding out in a bathtub, wrists slit upwards of five or six times in a desperate bid for death. He would slit his wrist, bleed until he passed out, and then heal only to do it all over again once he got so high on a lethal cocktail of methamphetamine, Ketamine, Heroine and Cocaine. A mix so potent that even the Hulk probably would have keeled over. When Tony found Steve, he was so high he was catatonic, bleeding profusely from two new slashes, and filthy from not showering in two weeks and... well, he hadn't gotten up to go to the bathroom so... he was naked, filthy, sick and high and it was a miracle he hadn't died despite the Serum continuously refusing to let him die. The news had been quick to latch onto the story, the little bit they had. The entire world only knew that Captain America, identity still unknown, had tried to kill himself. They did not know how many times he had tried, thy did not know about the lethal injections he'd been giving himself. They did not know he'd soiled himself because he was too weak, too high, too hurt to leave to go to the bathroom. They did not know and they did not need to know. They really already knew too much, speaking to psychologists who said the culture shock was probably a large contribute, added to PTSD and grief of knowing everyone he'd loved had died. It was enough to make most of the other superheros cringe, realizing that none of them had bothered to wonder if Steve was settling in, if he had friends or if he was sad everyone he knew was dead. Phil Coulson and Nick Fury where taking it particularly bad and Nick was often seen talking to Steve's unconscious form in the hospital. The brutal mixture of blood loss and drugs leaving him in a Coma. Which was a good thing, since Steve hated hospitals so much he'd run away again rather than sit in one and let the docs poke and prod at him. Then the next blow came. A week after Steve had been hospitalized, he went missing again. The world thought he'd run away to recover in peace. The superheros knew that Steve rogers had been kidnapped by a man wearing a leather combat suit and lank dirty black hair. Hospital Surveillance had not been able to get a clear enough picture of the kidnapper to get an ID, but Fury was hopeful that Steve would be able to wake up and take out the kidnapper and come back, but considering how many times Steve had slashed his wrists, he had more hope in finding a mutilated body than he did a living captain. Despite those fears, Steve had in fact woken up, bleary, confused and sicker than a dog, rolling onto his stomach, hanging his head over the edge of the bed he was laying on and heaving. Too weak still to do anything else.