Arrows - Kate Bishop

Friends??

When I arrived at her place it was HUGE. There were marble floors,   a chandelier, and everything a rich person in new york could ever have. My jaw dropped at the scenery of her place. I had never seen anything like it. It was very different from what I was used to for sure, being a wanted criminal and all. The brunette said, "Come on let's head to my room." The stairs were huge and grand as we walked up the stairs.  When we reached her room I was so overwhelmed by all the awards and trophies scattered over her room. She reminded me of my past self, always winning award after award pleasing my parents. I took a closer look and realized that she was very into archery and martial arts. I said, " So, you do archery?" She responded "Since I was five. Hawkeye saved me in the Battle of New York and I knew I wanted to be just like him."

 Now, before we go on with my amazing life let me just say I have strong opinions on the Avengers. When I was in the process of running away and stealing , the police couldn't catch me so they had to call in the Avengers. I ran from them and got away but they did leave me very fucked up. Captain Fucking America left me with a torn ACL. Tin Man left me with a major burn on my side and the wannabe Katniss Everdeen left me with a giant wound that almost made me die. I spent weeks recovering from the pain and physical damage they left for me to clean up. my insides felt weak and I always dreaded waking up from unconsciousness knowing the sharp pain in all of my body would soon shoot and settle in. 

"That's ...cool." I responded. We started having some good conversations and then that's when school got brought up. She said "Soo what school do you go to?" I hated school with a passion which is also part of the reason that I ran away. " I stopped going 2 years ago." She got up from the chair she was sitting in and walked to the other side of the room to grab something. While she was walking I couldn't help but notice her brown eyes that remind me of rich and flavorful aroma and color of coffee, her beautiful brunette hair and her scar filled face that I admired. She turned back around and caught me in the act. Her voice was the most comforting and amazing I had ever heard. She said " I know i'm pretty but don't stare." in a cocky tone followed by a laugh. I laughed too , which  I have to admit I haven't done in a while. It was getting late and I had to get my late night stolen meal in , so I left her place for the night. As I was almost out the doorway she stopped me by grabbing my wrist. She gave me her number and told me to call her. I left the building with joy. Her presence was like heaven to me. 

I ran over to a nearby bodega where I saw a person come out with a bag of fresh food. Perfect. I ran up to them, snatched the food, then made a run for it back to my hideout that I called home. I was starving while I was walking so I just ate on the way home. I pulled out my phone and dialed Kate's number. Something about hearing the numbers being typed in, hearing each beep, waiting for her to pick up made me nervous. I got butterflies in my stomach was I heard the phone ringing. she picked up and me made some pretty good conversations. I was walking minding my own business when some man walks right past my side and injects something into my neck. "Fuck, oh god." I said. "Katana, Katana ARE YOU OKAY?"