It's always sad when you have to have a funeral for a teammate, a friend, a sibling. That's what you were for the Avengers. Until one day when it all ended to early for you.
(You get to decide who the love interest is gone end up being)
(Y/F/L stan...
The fact that this all has been set up in less than four hours is unbelievable. In the corner of my eye i can see Natasha and Jereau in one corner of the cafe shop, Rossi reading the paper and Hotchner drinking his coffee next to him. Maria and Morgan in the booth two down from mine. We all entered at different times to make sure she doesn't know, not that she probably would be surprised by it. But now i've been sitting here with one tea and a coffee of my own for fifteen minutes. Now i'm just telling myself that she's doing recon on the place before she enters.
The bell above the door makes sounds, making almost everyone in the quiet cafe look up to see her. Her whole body is covered except for her hands, a pair of classes covering her eyes and a mask for her mouth. It looks like it's going over her natural hair or it's colored. But the dark grey almost white hair with the ginger roots makes her clothes seem darker. Her black skin jacket, the marine blue leggings and the dark red turtleneck that extends over half her face. The same color going under her hairline. Her head turns to me before she walks over, like she's just seen that i'm here.
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"It's been a while now hasn't it, darling" she says and her voice is as cold as i remember it. Even though her words have warmth her voice doesn't.
"It sure has been Arya" i call her by her name to show no emotion. The name i never told the others about, i didn't want them to have a name for the actions. Even though after this they will, considering they can hear everything i'm saying.
"Mind if i sit?" she asks, i gesture for her to sit down. She looks down at the cup and then back up at me. "Was i interrupting or were you expecting me?"
"Killing people who look like me, writing my initials in their hands. Let's just say you got my attention" i say and i could swear you let out a smile before taking your jacket off. Then put your glasses down on the table. Your eye's have changed. They're icy blue, without a pupil. No shadows, no other colors mixed into them. Just as blue as the sky. To be honest it looks kinda creepy that your lenses don't have pupils. I guess it makes the job easier to not show emotions. She waves over Prentiss who is posing as a waitress, she comes.
"Could i get a new tea, it's gone cold" she says with a human voice that you'll almost think she was. But i know she's not really, not after everything she's done. After killing so many people we lose parts of our souls, her count is the highest and i'm not so sure she even has a soul left to lose.
"Coming right up ma'am" Prentiss says, taking the cup of tea infront of her to bring back new and poisoned.
"So what do you want?" i ask her, still wanting to give her a chance to answer the questions before she's locked up.
"Oh honey, it's not what i want, i'm just the messenger" she answers, still not pulling down her mask. But her eyes gets a worried look as the next words come out. "They want you dead"
"Are you here to do it?" i ask her as it's the most logical reason. Prentiss comes back with the tea and puts it in front of you.
"I'm here to help you instead. If you just come back..." she starts but i cut her off.
"I'm not coming back Arya, never" her face changes as i had interrupted her mid-sentence. You had gone from studying your new tea to looking at me.
"Of course sugar, but if you ever interrupt me while i'm speaking again i might as well do it" she now has a light blue knife in her hand. Playing with it i can see my initials in the handle. For you this seems to be fun "With your own knife, it could be historical and ironic. Killing you with the weapon that has saved your life to many times"
"You gave me that knife" i say and you let out a laugh. How can a laugh sound so cold too. "Besides, you don't kill in the open"
"What? You think your little team could stop me?" she says, taking a sip through the mask. It's only a hologram so it goes right through. That's why i can hear you so clearly, it's nothing there. "Yeah i know there here. Emily Prentiss over there who just poured up my tea. Aaron Hotchner over there, did you know he has a son, Jack. David Rossi, the italian steed who i guess makes the best food. Jennifer Jereau, who they call JJ, sitting there with Natasha Romanoff, i believe she was y/n's best friend and lover. Derek Morgan with his endless flirting with Penelope Garcia in your ear. Maria Hill sitting next to him."
"What?" her information is more then i expected, more then i even knew to begin with.
"Who have we left, the people in your ear. Penelope Garcia, the tech genius and a free spirit. Pretty boy, Doctor Spencer Reid with an IQ of 187. Wow, that's a lot. Then we have Tony Stark, who we all know is too depressed over y/n's death to think straight. Steve Rogers who wants to punch me right now through the screen for even speaking about her" she glances up towards the security cameras before continuing and taking another sip of the tea. "And at last, Wanda Maximoff who is against this whole plan"
"So you counted everyone..."
"Wait, i'm not done" she says, putting up her hand to stop me from talking. So i shut up. "Lets not forget Virginia 'Pepper' Potts and Sam Wilson who are watching over young Peter Parker and his friend Edward 'Ned' Leeds"
"Aren't you forgetting someone?" i ask, referring to myself.
"Right, Bucky Barnes, a man who thinks he can over power the woman who made him"
"Is that so?" i question and through the lenses i can see confusion. "Wasn't one of your lessons to never drink anything your enemy hands you"
"I didn't know you saw me as one of your enemies" you glance down at the tea you've finished, realising it was spiked, making it impossible for you to run. "You know, you could have just asked and i would have come."
I get up, signaling to the others to also move. You get up with me and stand unsteady in front of me.
"You wanna know the difference between us darling?" she looks me in the eye, handing over the dagger. "I do still trust you, don't make me regret that luv"
"I won't doll" and with that you pass out in my arms.
