Assassin's to Lover's

The mission at hand

As the days inevitably passed by for Khloe in the cell walls within hydra, since she was just three, she grew more bored than ever within there

Suddenly the sounds of keys opening the metal to her pod, her eyes widened some as the fear sat in. The things they had done to her, for mental torture to physical it was worse on her each time

Hearing the footsteps as they inched closer she slowly looks up from the ground to see the main guy in front of her. She gulps as she stays extremely silent

He smirks as he could see the fear in her eyes but whistles as a few guards came into the cell. She looks over and shrinks back, knowing not to fight back

Bringing her to a chair outside they strap her down and torture, screaming from the pain. After a few hours she stops and her mind went to where they wished it to be

Suddenly without a blink of an eye the main male walks in with a book and looks to her as he reads in Russian "Взятый, девятнадцать, красный, буря, красота, четыре, север, серебро, восемь, холод" (english: Taken, nineteen, red, storm, beauty, four, north, silver, eight, cold)

Khloe had been forced to listen, her facial expressions twisting and changing from soft to one of grimace and her eyes left the softness she had to the cold blooded killer one. Her head hanged down low before she glanced up a bit "Готовы соответствовать." (English: Redy to comply.) She glanced up fully to the man next to her, seeing him place her book down, her eyes following his hand before looking into his eyes

The man smirks seeing this and grips her chin, getting a death glare from her. Her name not even said here besides from a few people who took pity on the women. "Доброе утро, почвопокровитель. У нас есть для вас срочная миссия. Нам нужно, чтобы вы либо вернули, либо убили старый зимний почвогрунт." (English: Good morning soilder. We have an urget mission for you. We need you either retrive or kill the old Winter Soilder.) He moved back to watch her for a moment before the machine had let go of her so she could comply.

As soon as it let her up she slowly sat up and glares to the man as she stands. She rolls her shoulders and walks off to her area to get ready. They had a special room just for her clothing and supplies.

They had planned on making her full arm metal as the old winter soilder, but still needing to get ahold on extra vibranium, her arm on her suit and a few other areas were made with vibranium to withstand any impact.

Walking into the room she was handled a file, taking it she moved to sit for a moment and reads over it completely, everything on the winter soilder and his last known whereabouts.

She sets the file down as she slips into her suit, adjusting the straps so they were snug before putting a vest over her chest, adding small belts on her thighs and her boots

Her suit a nice jet black color, the vest alone was a nice smooth ashy grey to compliment her eyes. Her long black flowy hair was left how it was before she put on her mask. Walking out with the file she makes her way to the jet that would take her to her destination in order to retrieve the soilder or to remove him in terms of being nice around there

Walking outside to see snow, her eyes squinting as she looked around to get used to the bright light again. She sighs as she sees the jet and walks over to it, people moving out of her way so they wouldn't get hurt. She may have been known for what she does, even when she could have been gentle at times and to some people.