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four

So Phoebe Tonkins is going to be Electra!!

-Electra's POV-
Today is one of the very rare days that I decide to go into town.

The cold air nips at my skin as I wrap my hood tighter around my head. The dull colored streets make me long for the bright lights of a city, but I prefer the quiet life more.

The streets are busy as people rush to buy the best fruits and vegetables. On market day, the people really go bananas. No pun intended.

The grey sky starts to darken more, and soon enough, pure white snow is falling at a rapid pace. I quickly buy my zucchini and start to head back to my hut.

All of a sudden, I hear a bang, and then smoke starts to fill the sky. It's all coming from the woods. I squint my blue eyes into the trees and see blurs of people heading north. There are a number of shouts and murmurs flooding through the crowd.

Robots start to line up around the city, saying "Please get to safety... ", But the people start to riot. I furrow my brows and start to think. Why are they acting like this?At first I don't understand why, but then I realize.

Stark. It's written all over these robots. The people get more rowdy and before I can comprehend the situation, people are shoving and throwing things.

I watch as the scene in front of me plays out. Children, running for cover. Men, throwing bottles of alcohol at the robots. Other men, fighting each other. Women, shouting profanities. Is this humanity?

My thoughts are broken up by a cry from a child. My head searches the crowd for the source and my eyes land on a little boy. A older man- I presume his father- hits him and shouts at him. I march through the crowd towards the conflict.

The boy's whimpering ceases as he sees me standing there. The man turns to see what the boy is looking at and grunts when he sees me.

Rude.

"Get out of here woman. This is none of your business." He speaks. His breath reeks of alcohol and tobacco. When I don't leave, he stands up straight and turns to me, scanning my body. He must have seen my gun because then he says, "Now, I don't want any trouble and I don't wanna have to hurt you, but since this is zero of your problem. I want you to walk your pretty behind-"

I hold up my hand cutting him off. "Considering the fact that you are hitting a young boy, makes it my business. Now, unless you want me to kick your ass, I suggest you leave." I cross my arms over my chest and cock my hip out to make the point known that I'm serious.

He lets out a guff laugh. "Well I guess I have to show you manners, too."

He goes to swing at me and I catch his hand, twisting it behind his back. "Apologize to the boy," I say, pushing his arm farther up his back. I kick his knee in, so that he is kneeling with his back towards me.

He shouts in pain, but still refuses say anything. "Hey kid, come here." I say to the young child.

He stumbles over to me clutching his slightly bruising cheek. "Da?" (Yes?)

"Here," I hand him a stick. "Hit him until he apologizes."

The boy goes in with a harsh smack, the man squirms in my arms and grunts in pain. The boy is going for another smack when a bigger explosion sounds, shaking the town.

I let go of the man and he runs for shelter, the boy following close behind. I start to run towards the forest, the tall trees blur past my vision until I run smack into someone.

They are dressed in black gear, with a tag that reads "HYDRA" on it. He is about 5'10, he has minor scoliosis( judging by the way he is standing) and his right knee is injured. He tries to shoot me, but c'mon. I am the electric rose.

I grab his arm and twist my legs around it, wrapping my body around him like a snake and slamming  him into the nearest tree. I get up, and shake off the snow that made it's way inside my hood.Why is it always so damn cold?

I decide to take off the hoodie all together, because it only slows me down. As i sneak though the large forest I notice a middle-aged man with a bow and arrow. His arrows seem to have different abilities as when he fires them, sometimes they explode. Well, that's neat. He begins shoot these small mounds of concrete with guns attached to their tops.

How have I never seen those?

I watch him take down multiple HYDRA soldiers and decide that I like his motive. I inspect him more, noticing the way he get crease mark before he shoots, and the slight white line on his ring finger. Strange.

While I watch what he does, I see a blur fly by. It knocks the man over and laughs. The man with the bow stands up and puts a hand to his ear,"We have an enhanced in the field"

 The quick one stop and hides near the tree I'm behind. He is fairly built, he has blonde hair and a very chiseled face. He can't be more than 24. He gets a sick grin on his face when he notices of irritated the older man obviously was.

When I see him crack his neck and get ready to make a run for the archer again, I immediately see his motive; push him into the line of fire. If I let that happen that would be a bit rude.

I run out and tackle the fast man. As we fall to the ground I send electric pulses through his body, it makes him spazz a bit. We roll down a slight hill together, him landing on top of me. I push him off of me, (He weighs like 70 pounds more than me)and he disappear again.

I look up and I locked eyes with the archer.I stand up from the snow covered ground and groan at the amount of snow in my shirt. He goes to say something, but I get the wind knocked out of me.I happened so fast that I immediately knew who did it. I look up from the cold snow and see the quick one smirking cockily at me. "What? You didn't see that coming, princezná?" Then he sped away, but not without flinging more snow onto my face.

I growl at him and stand up, letting out a few choice words. I start running up the hill, hopefully I can find the quick bastard again. "Wait!" The archer calls behind me. I turn my head and wink at him,obviously catching him off guard.

It looked cool but as soon I turned around, I started chocking because my hair was in mouth. I can beat up a 500 pound Chinese man, but die because I choke on my own hair? On my grave stone it's going to say "death by hair".

Once again, I'm not paying attention to where I am going; I run straight into someone. I feel like I'm going to vomit. I'm taking way to many hits right now, and it's really pissing me off. I pull myself to my knees and look at who I ran into.

She looked, really, familiar. Her red hair was to her shoulders and she wore a tight black suit. I turn my head away for a minute to slam a HYDRA agent into a nearby tree trunk.

The woman was still looking at me, her eyes wide and jaw dropped. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. "Natalia?"

She snaps out of her daze and looks down, her hand to her ear. "Copy that, Stark." She takes a moment to look at me, I suppose it has been awhile.

I narrow my eyes at her. "Stark? That conceited piece of rubbish? Natalia, I expected better." When she opens her mouth, I pull out my gun and point it at her. "Duck." She crouches down to the ground and I shoot the oncoming agent behind her.

Before she can even stand, I run off into the woods again. 

Questions?Comments?Concerns? 

This chapter I thought was better. It's the longest so far. How do you guy's like the cover? Should I change it?