present: underachievement

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your pov

After 2 weeks of being locked in your room, you started to be bored. Jacob's death got over you, and didn't bother you anymore. You weren't close to each other, so you didn't even noticed him not being around. However the feeling of guilt hadn't left your side. It was now your new "friend" you were supposed to live with. At least something by your side.

It was midnight and everyone was asleep, except your father and couple of soldiers guarding the base. You wanted to sneak out for a walk so you got dressed, and slowly headed to the door. You suddenly heard steps- your father's- so you quickly lay down on your bed and pretened to sleep. You thought he was just passing your room by, just like everytime, but the door started to open. He walked in.

"I know you are not asleep y/n", he said while looking at you and continued: "I have a mission for you, just you- no soldiers, no guards". At this moment you started to pay attention. You had this opportunity once- it was long time ago and you were supposed to kill the queen of UK, but you failed. "You have a chance to prove me you're capable of going on a missions just by yourself", he said. "What is the mission?" you asked. "Kill Tony Stark" "You mean THE Tony Stark?" you asked confused. "Yes, that is exatly who I mean." "What if I fail?" "If you fail, you better start praying for your existence because this mission needs to be done! You are going in two days so get ready and here-" he handed you a folder: "- here is informations about everything you need to successfully accomplish this mission". With these words he left your room and you started go through those files he gave to you.

two days after

After you suit up, you went to load the guns you were taking to the mission. Then you left and didn't say a word to your father.

20 minutes later

You arrived to the place you know Stark will go through. It was a small path amid the houses in New York. You got hidden behind the corner and waited for the best opportunity.

".....no Happy, by the way i need you to pick me up. Be here in 10 minutes please, bye." It was Tony on a phone with someone. By him saying "Happy" you came to conclusion the person he talked to was called Happpy. You broke your thoughts and realized it was the right moment to attack. He walked past you and you stated following him. Once he was on a street no one was at, you made your steps faster and pre-empted him, turn your face onto his direction and aimed at his head. It all happened in a few seconds. "Do not move", you ordered him.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down little girl." he answered while alternately looking at the gun an your eyes. He could see your face, becauce of the mask covering half of your face.
"Do not move or I will shoot you now." "What if I am be quiet?" "Then I will shoot you in a minute. How kind of me, right?" you smiled and quicky leaded him into garage you had prepaired for this moment. The gun was still aiming at him and didn't loose the right direction. "Who are you", he asked. "The last person you'll ever see in your life", you answered and smirked. "Look little girl, I don't know what you want from me, but I would really appreciate if the gun would go out of my direction."
"Hah, not goona be that easy. Also dont you dare call me a little girl one more time or-" "Or what huh?", he interrupted you, with a ironic smile om his face. You smiled back, becauce you knew you were a better fighter than him, so if he would dare to attack, you would win. "Or this-", you quickly aimed the gun at his foot and fired.

"ARE YOU CRAZY?", he was shouting in the whole area.
"That's my second name", you smiled and watched him laying an a ground. HIs blood running out of his body satisfying. Sickening, but satysfying. "Next time, it catches the heart or the head-", you didn't finish the sentence and he threw himself at you and started fighting. You fighted together and when you were about to win, he injected something into you.

"What the hell-", you fell down, couln't breathe and felt everything go black.

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