Agent 242 (Natasha Romanoff x G!P Assassin) [ON HOLD]

Kill (C1)

3rd person:

"Kill target Lily Andrews." 242 heard her 'Mother' and handler say.

"She is at () station." F.B explained "She is 5'5 with blonde hair and green eyes. You should know who she is."

242 got on her motorbike and went to the station.
She walked infront and then saw a man walk with a guitar case to the back of the station.
She followed him and he walked down the alley.

He left it there, against the wall and left.

242 walked to it and opened it.
It was a Blaser R93 LRS2.
She put the sniper around her shoulder and walked into the station.

She did this on purpose obviously.
She needed to be questioned.

She walked in and was immediately detained and her gun taken off her.

When she walked in, her sniper was there on the table pointing at her.

Two guards set her down in the chair and they stayed in the corner of the room.
She was detained to the table by chains attached to it.

It wasn't a partially nice room.
I mean what did she expect. Where she was wasn't the nicest place to be.

A couple of minutes later, a officer walked in and set a single bullet down beside the gun on the table.

"Blaser R93 LRS2, custom configured right hand twist, 2 to 24 by 50 sniper scope, and..."
He cocked the gun back and looked into the scope and shot.
"Air trigger. Very nice."
He said as he stood up straight.

"Do you like riddles?" He asked.
He got no answer..

"Yeah me neither. I hate them actually."
He explained as he walked around the table, behind 242.

"But you my friend are a riddle to me.
He stated. As he walked back over to his seat.

He was trying to intimidate her.
242 knew that and she wasn't fazed.

Most people would be nervous in this situation but 242 didnt feel it at all.
She was created and trained to not feel anything.

"Cause i've run your face and your prints through every database we have. And do you know what we found? Nothing."

The officer pulled his chair out and 242 saw a tattoo on his wrist.

The officer sat down.

"So, why don't we start with your name? The officer asked.

"Names are for friends... so i dont need one." 242 stated as she looked at the officer with no emotion.

"Ok Miss.... What exactly are you?" The officer asked.

"An Assassin." 242 answered without hesitation.

"An Assassin? Ok." He said clearly not believing her.
"Your here to kill who exactly?"

"You have a girl here." 242 said with no emotion.

"I dont know what your talking about." he lied. 242 knew he was lying by his body language.

A girl came to the station saying that she had seen 242 before. She was at an event where somebody was killed. She thinks it was 242.

"You love your family?" 242 asked with a stonic face.
It unsettled the police officer as she had not shown one emotion while being in this room.

"My family?" The officer asked confused.

"Yes your wife, two small children. You love them?" 242 confirmed.