-Isabelle's POV-
The car came to a stop in front of an old abandoned building I got out after paying the driver and waited for him to drive off. Slowly walking towards the building I stop and hide the cane before taking a small uneasy and very painful step. With as much strength as I could muster I took slow steps towards the building trying to push through as much pain as possible before reaching the door and knocking.
The door opened, "What do you want?"
"To collect things."
The man stepped back and let me through. I stood tall and walked past him ignoring my pain and showing no sigh of weakness.
"Follow the stairs."
I nodded right as he closed the door enveloping everything into darkness. If I hadn't been down this hall a million times before I would have been uneasy but I knew where I was going. Walking down the stairs I continued to remain emotionless knowing the second I showed any sign on weakness it would be turned against me. As I walked down the last few steps I could hear the usual tune that radiated from the old basement turned bar. I continued to walk closer to the bar and ignored the looks from the people in the room as I walked over towards the bar knowing that I'd be brought to him when he was ready. Walking up I took a seat on one of the stools and ordered a shot of whisky.
"What's a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this?"
Without turning back I sighed, "From what I could see there are a lot of pretty girls here but I'm guessing they won't take your crap."
I drink the shot before turning around to look at him, he's as ugly as ever. I look around to see all the villains my families ever put away and all the villains that my friends put away as well. I heard a chuckle before a man walks towards me.
"You should leave the girl alone she's too pretty for you anyways."
I look over to see the Viper and tap the table top of the bar and drink another thing of whiskey without looking away. I watched in silence as the two villains basically had a stare down. Who would look away first? I'd seen this battle a hundred times and the outcome was always the same. He'll chicken out in the end I mean you don't want to mess with someone who literally calls herself Madam Hydra. I mean that and the fact that she's scary as hell even compared to the other villains in the bar. Speaking of other people in the bar a woman walked over to me and whispered in my ear.
"The Collectors ready to see you now."
I nod as the girl heads back the way she came but I just sat there taking another shot of whiskey and waited to leave until they broke eye contact or she breaks him. Either way I wasn't going to get up and walk in a direction where my back would be turned to her. I grumbled as I glanced at a clock this was taking to long, grabbing out my gun I shot him in the foot before standing up and walking over to them handing Viper a glass of vodka and then walk to the Collector after she sits down to drink it. The deeper down I went the louder his screams echoed through the empty hall until I reached a metal door which stood out in contrast to the pale peeling paint of the white almost sterile looking walls. Knocking I waited until the door was opened. As soon as I took a step in the door closed all noise from outside the door grew silent, we could hear them and they couldn't hear us.
"Who are you?"
I looked over at him, "You'll know who I am when the time comes. That is if you don't already know."
I walked over to him and sat in the chair in front of him hearing the different noises from many different glass containers; some animal, some different races of people and some just plain weird things.
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