A normal day at the office?

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You sat down at your desk, memories racing through your corrupted mind, you just couldn't seem to let them go. After all these years they still tormented you despite your efforts to stop them. You ran your hands through your hair only to be interrupted by a knock on your door. You recomposed yourself, straightening your tie and placing your gun, which sat on your desk neatly, in its hold. "Come in" you say in a raspy voice slightly annoyed you were interrupted. "Sorry to interrupt you boss." Your main man said. He was tall and rather large. He wore the same black suit everyday ,which you didn't mind, splotches of blood were splatted on his white shirt. In his right hand was the collar of the thug you had asked him to capture and bring back to you alive. "Here is your target ma'am." He said roughly throwing the thug onto the floor, rolling his eyes in disgust at the nimble thief that lay on your hardwoods floor. "Meyer" you said signalling your main man to leave. He nodded walking out straight after. "P-please..." the thug pleaded, who had now re-adjusted himself onto his knees. You scoff taking your gun out of its hold and pointing it toward him. He flinched. "Y-your a wo- woman?" He stuttered cowering in fear as the mag dropped out of your gun. "And." You said getting frustrated with the man in front of you. He didn't dare say a word, instead he spat on your new black Brogues. You looked him in the eye one eyebrow raised as you stepped into the full light. You had one scar that ran down your right eye. It brought back many unwanted memories so you tried to ignore it most of the time. "Your ey-"before he could even finish you shot him, straight through the head. His blood spilled across your office floor. Seconds after his body dropped, only to be dragged away by two of your thugs. Another thug walked in to clean the floor and your shoes. You started at his body being dragged away, the vile things you could have done to him raced through your mind.

"BOSS!" Meyer shouted breaking down your door. "MEYER WHAT THE FUCK?!" You scream fuming that he has just done that. "THERES SOMEONE OUTSIDE FOR YO-" before he could even finish his corpse dropped to the floor. A stab wound through the back. Your two other men took guard but were soon taken down. "MEYER!" You drop to your knees checking his pulse only to be confronted with the results you hoped not to find. He was gone. You took a large blade from its rack and cautiously walked towards the figure who had wiped out your whole team. "Y/N." They said emerging from the shadows. You knew immediately who it was. The tall, muscular figure welded a round shield in their right hand. "Captain fucking America. Wondered when you'd show up" you said nastily bearing a evil looking g grin on your face. "You need to come with me." He said changing his stance. "Why would I do that when all I know is that your going to put me in a cell bored out of my mind." You said plainly. "Actually we're not, you have a very important skill set, we'd love to use them for good." He said, the atmosphere was extremely tense. "I only kill criminals." You said bluntly and in fact was true. You only killed rapists, thieves who took things from people who needed them and murderers. "There's other ways to deal with criminals and you know it... so you going to come with me or not?" He said, some how her persuaded you. "Fine." You placed your blade in your picked and gun it its holster. "You won't need those." He said smiling "I want them." You reply harshly. "Ok" he said kicking a body out of his way.

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