Wasted

Business

"Cricket, listen-" Natasha starts but instantly gets cut off by me. "No. Me first" I starts " the mic goes, then we talk." I know Nat too well. She lets out a small laugh/sigh and hands me it.

"This ones new" I say examining the device "ooh, shield tech." I place the small device on the table and crush it with the bottom of my glass. "And the other one" I say putting my hand out. She sighs and hands me another with a sigh and I let out a low chuckle.

"I don't even know why you try anymore" I continue, crushing this one with the bottom of my boot leaving it in pieces on the bar floor "nothing gets past me". I know that she has another on her,  but I think I'll leave it there just to tease her.

"Cricket, I need your help" Natasha starts "both of you" I know who she is referring to, Waste. "You know, it's such a shame" I tease "I thought you'd came for something else".

"What happened that time was a mistake" Natasha insists, I can tell that she's getting annoyed so I keep going. "Well, I assume the five voicemails were mistakes too?" I ask.

"Cricket I already told you" Natasha says getting mad "I'm not here for that. Shield needs you." Great shield, I hate shield always have always will.

"What do they want?" I say harshly, my words like venom. I don't like to be mean to Nat. But, I have a reputation to uphold.

"We need help locating this" Natasha said as she slid a file across the table. I open the file the first thing I see is a picture of some glowing cube. "That's the teseract, it's very powerful and very valuable. I think that your brain mixed with wastes brute force, we'd be able to get it back"

I took a few minutes to look over the file. "It's all very interesting, I mean renewable energy! Who would've thought of that?" I say sarcastically " who was it again? Oh, yes! Stark right? The guy you used to work for, well Natalie did."

"So, are you in?"

"You betcha"