Josie: Hydras Golden Weapon

Chapter 3

"Here are all the pages on the avengers. All the powers listed here, and all the relationships and ages here." Racheal was shaky handing me the pages. Don't blame her I was a robot right now. One thing on my mind, Kill. I love my hydra state.

I suited up in my black leather outfit with a gun on my right thigh and a pistol on my left ankle. I put my swords in my back holster and my throwing knives in my belt. I put my guns in my thigh holsters. I then put my long brown hair into a ponytail. Racheal squeaked out "you look so good.. you're going to do so well.. see you back in 3 days soldier." With just a head nod I turned on my heels and walked out the underground gate to the garage.

I picked a car that wasn't flashy just a regular Volvo SUV xc90 black. I dialed in on my radio and got chatter that the avengers were hosting a gathering to honor the old man Steve Rodgers. It says in my notes he's 109, his friend James botchy is 106 so congrats grandpas.

I got to my motel just 2 blocks from where the event will be tomorrow. I arrive at the front desk to meet a woman with grey hair. "Room under Ashland Rivera," I say robotically. She gives me a worried smile "are you, ok hun? Is your husband parking the car"

All I can do is stare. What can a woman not be alone without a man? "No, he will not be joining me. Can I have my room key?"

Quickly she hands me my key. "Follow me it's just around back." We arrive at this rusted door. What? I never said it was a 5 star. "Here we are, enjoy your stay or solitude?" And she scurried off.

I got inlaid all my weapons in the desk in front of me. Then I lined my guns next to each other, my swords on the table, and put my knives at the end tables by the bed. I then sat cross-legged on the bed with my hands on my knees. I went over my plan all night. Thanks to hydras trance I don't need to sleep or eat. I go until the job is done. I got up and put all my weapons back in place in my suit.

The sun was rising and I just finished going over the plan for the 10,000th time when a knock came on the door. "Ashland it's Kara from the reception I have breakfast for you here, complimentary." I sat for a second. Why wouldn't she have called my room? Something isn't right. I move closer to the door and hear a man whispering in her ear "stupid bitch just open the door so we can get in and rob her. You said she's alone. Open it bitch." I move back to the bed and respond "oh Kara how lovely just come on in I'm decent!"

As if on cue the men storm in "Alright bitch! We know you're alone! Kara here owes us fresh meat and your new around here. Come out and play with us." Blood boiling I respond "you wanna play? Don't think it's much of a game boys." I fling my knife out and it slices the main guy's friend's ear off. His friend was so reaming in pain the main guy yells "STUPID BITCH ILL KILL YOU!"

I come out into the light "is that a promise?" I was playing with another knife in my hand. I was feening to draw blood. "I would love to see that happen. Please give it your best shot."

As I expected he comes running at me full of rage. I move to the side dodging his fist. Poor stance. He turns around and comes at me again fist flying. I grab his fist and twist his arm behind him and break it. He screams in pain. I love this feeling, I feed off these feelings. I grab my guns holding one at each man "what a shame, I thought this would be more fun. Boo." I pull the trigger hitting them both in the head. Dead center, my specialty. I holstered one gun.

The old woman is shaking and I am pretty sure she pissed herself. "Hey, Wendy was it?" She pipes up in a shaky voice "Kara"  I just stare at her " ok Kara. I can't have any witnesses you understand" I cock my gun and before she answers I shot her. Center again. Man, I love being me.

I packed up all my stuff and headed out. I had to be in the crowd at 11 am ready to strike. I got to the venue a big museum with glass windows all around, how classy. I approached the building. Something felt off. Where was everyone? It was a ghost town. I felt like someone's eyes were on me. It was that self-righteous guy Stephan, stroller, Sandwich? And then out of nowhere, a metal object grabs my shoulder and whispers in my ear "Hydra mission complete" with a snap. Like I said amateurs.

I turn around to come face to face with the elusive Brody Barney. Ok ok, James Buchanan Barnes. My hazel eyes and his steel-blue eyes meet. I finally say "Hail Hydra" with a wink and head butt him. He stumbles and comes running back trying to grab me as I dodge and miss his grasp. He pants out "what program are you?!" To which I must reply "The upgraded vision."

I then charged up my fist to electricity and punched The winter soldier straight in the chest sending shock waves of electricity through his whole body. He fell immediately on the ground shaking. I was definitely celebrating too soon because I was then injected with a serum. "Fuck, not again" lights out.