Needle of Poison

Cat and Mouse

STEVE POV

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I punch the white-faced agent in the face and run for it. I cradle Nat carefully in my arms, run as quickly as possible, and try to find a hiding spot. I see a little space between thick black curtains and scoot into that, ensuring that anyone passing through the hallway won't see it. I hear the sharp clacking of heels down the corridor and call a red alert on my one-use contact card. They would arrive in a few minutes. I could get through this.

"There was a time when I was alone, Nowhere to go and no place to call home. My only friend was the man on the moon, And even sometimes, he would go away too. Then one night, I saw a shadow flying high as I closed my eyes. He came to me with the sweetest smile and told me he wanted to talk for a while. He said Peter Pan, that's what they call me. I promise you'll never be lonely, And ever since that day, I am a Lost Boy from Neverland, usually hanging out with Peter Pan," I heard the soft humming of the Widow. 

At that moment, Nat shifted in my arms. Her eyes fluttered open, but I put a silent finger on her mouth, and she nodded. I plant a soft kiss on her lips and smile at her. I then hear the crash of the Quinjet through the base, revealing myself and Nat. I hand Nat to Clint, and he rushes her to the Quinjet, and I look at the Widow with a murderous look. Several agents run forward, but the Widow stops them with her hands and an extraordinarily long, shiny gown.

"I'll handle this, protect our databases against theirs. We can't let them know our secrets and move on with the next phase. Time to show them what I'm like," The agents rushed away, tailed by some SHIELD agents. 

 Thor and Wanda stepped forward, scoffing. The Widow rolled her eyes. Thor and Wanda combined their powers to create some lightning bolts and sent hundreds of them all over the place. They must have thought they could cripple her because she can't run in her dress. It all happened at once. The soft, clean edge of the dagger left a neat cut on my face. I didn't register the pain before Thor and Wanda called us to give them our energy bottles, bottles of our energy that we could use to amplify someone's energy. Me, Tony, Nick and Maria give our bottles to Thor and Wanda, and they send a giant rope of whatever lightning they made and send it to the skirtless Widow.

"You really shouldn't have done that, Don't mess with Hebra," She sucked in all of the lightning through a purple coil, and her body flashed with electricity. 

"Oh fuck," I shook my head at Wanda and stepped forward. This was going to hurt. I prepared to strike my assailant in the groin with a balled fist; she grabbed my arm and twisted as I swung. I recoiled in pain but got over it. I grabbed her legs and pulled her down onto the rough concrete of the floor. I heard the hard slap of her head as the white body hit the floor. We smiled. She might still be alive and a threat, but she was knocked out, and I could love Nat now.

I ran onto the Quinjet and saw Nat on the seat, sleeping. I smiled. Finally.

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