Marvel: The Reincarnated Twin of Steve Rogers

Chapter 1: The Boy Who Stood in the Shadows

Brooklyn, New York – 1943

The smell of damp wood and ink filled the dimly lit movie theater, where a reel of grainy war footage played on the screen. The audience murmured in anticipation, some cheering, others groaning, as propaganda filled the room with the usual talk of enlisting for the war.

In the middle row, a scrawny blond boy—Steve Rogers—watched intently, eyes burning with determination. Sitting beside him, arms crossed and brow furrowed, was his twin brother, Alexander "Alex" Rogers.

Unlike Steve, Alex wasn't sickly or weak. In fact, he was in peak human condition—not because of training, but because he was a reincarnator.

'Status,' he thought.

A translucent blue screen appeared before his eyes, invisible to everyone but him.

Name: Alexander Rogers

Race: Human (Enhanced)

Age: 18

Skills:

Great Sage (Unique Skill)

Body Reinforcement

Enhanced Reflexes

Ever since his memories awakened at the age of ten, Alex knew he wasn't just an ordinary kid from Brooklyn. He had lived a past life—though the details were fuzzy—and somehow, he had been reborn as Steve Rogers' twin brother.

And with him came Great Sage, the legendary analytical skill from Tensura. It had guided him, taught him how to fight, and ensured he didn't grow up as frail as his twin.

Yet, despite his physical edge, he couldn't stop Steve from wanting to enlist.

"Another recruitment ad," Alex muttered, watching Steve clench his fists.

"They need men," Steve replied, his voice filled with quiet frustration. "People are out there fighting, dying… and I'm stuck here."

Alex sighed. He had seen this moment coming a hundred times. Steve's heart was too big for his body. No matter how many times he was rejected, he wouldn't give up.

[Advice: Suggest an alternative approach to Steve.]

'Yeah, yeah, I know, Great Sage,' Alex thought.

"Steve," he said, turning to his brother, "we've been over this. Your asthma alone is a dealbreaker. If they won't take you, they sure as hell won't take me, either."

Steve scoffed. "You're different, Alex. You don't have—" He gestured vaguely.

"A body that looks like it's made of matchsticks?"

Steve huffed. "That's not what I meant."

Alex gave a lopsided grin. "Look, I get it. You want to fight. But if you really want to help, maybe we should try something different."

Steve's face scrunched up in frustration. "Like what?"

Before Alex could respond, a familiar voice interrupted.

"You're wasting your time, Rogers."

Both twins turned to see their childhood friend James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes, dressed in a military uniform, grinning at them.

Bucky clapped a hand on Alex's shoulder, then looked at Steve. "Still trying to get yourself killed, huh?"

Alex chuckled, but he was already thinking ahead. He knew what was coming. The Super Soldier Serum, the war, HYDRA… and eventually, Steve's transformation into Captain America.

He wasn't going to be left behind.

Brooklyn, New York – Outside the Movie Theater

The crisp evening air carried the sounds of distant car horns and murmuring pedestrians. As the trio stepped out of the theater, Steve was still fuming.

"I don't see why it's so hard," he grumbled, stuffing his hands into his jacket pockets. "I just want to do my part."

Bucky sighed, shaking his head. "Stevie, you're five feet nothing and weigh about a hundred pounds soaking wet. You really think the army's gonna take you?"

Steve's jaw clenched, and Alex could feel the frustration radiating off him. He knew how much Steve hated feeling useless.

[Analysis: High probability Steve will attempt another enlistment tonight.]

'I know, Great Sage,' Alex thought. 'I can read my brother without the extra commentary.'

Bucky clapped Steve on the back. "Come on, pal. Just enjoy the night, will ya? I'm shipping out tomorrow, and I'd rather not spend my last evening watching you argue with some army recruiter."

Steve huffed, but Alex smirked. "Fine. Let's hit the Expo then."

Bucky's face lit up. "Now you're talking!"

Steve rolled his eyes but didn't argue.

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Stark Expo – The Future Begins

The Stark Expo was everything Alex expected—bright lights, loud music, and Howard Stark's signature over-the-top inventions.

Howard stood on stage, grinning like a showman as he introduced a futuristic hover car. "With just a few adjustments, this baby will be flying in no time!"

The car immediately dropped to the ground, and the crowd burst into laughter.

Alex chuckled. 'Classic Stark.'

But as the audience laughed, he noticed Steve slipping away.

[Prediction: Destination—Recruitment Station. Probability—98%.]

'Damn it, Steve.'

Alex nudged Bucky. "I'll be back."

"Yeah, yeah," Bucky waved him off, distracted by a pair of girls.

Alex quickly followed Steve, already knowing where he was headed.

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The Recruitment Station

By the time Alex arrived, Steve was already mid-argument with the recruiter.

"I have every right to fight," Steve insisted.

The recruiter sighed. "Look, kid, I appreciate your passion, but you've already been rejected—"

"Four times," Alex interrupted, stepping beside his brother.

Steve flinched, looking guilty. "Alex—"

Alex crossed his arms. "Really, Steve? Again?"

Steve's face hardened. "I have to try."

Before Alex could argue, a voice interrupted.

"So… you want to fight for your country?"

They turned to see an older man in a suit—Dr. Abraham Erskine.

Alex's eyes widened. 'This is it. The moment that changes everything.'

Dr. Erskine studied them both, intrigued. "Come with me."

Alex met Steve's gaze. This was where their paths would truly begin.

And this time, they would walk it together.