Marvel Imagines

Roger Roger

Age : 24
Gender : Female
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"Who the fuck is that!?" The redhead questions the man beside her. They both watch as I sit dangling my legs over the edge of the bridge. My face covered by my hard black face covering. Their car already busted making them unable to escape. I roll my eyes, annoyed by their staring. I lift my hand up, making them back away slightly, pressing a finger to the earpiece in my ear, "When?" I ask our leader. Silence. The suspense is killing me, and also them. They stay still. Not moving. Watching my every move. "Now."

Thats my cue. I stand on the edge of the bridge. Innocent people watching while hiding in buildings. The one they call Natasha Romanoff watching, waiting for a single act of threat. The other, Steve Rogers or Captain America, watching curiously, trying to figure out who I am. I sigh before jump off the bridge, flipping then landing on the ground below on my feet. "How?" The redhead asks the Captain. I lean down, putting a hand behind my back to reach for my gun. I giggle a little, putting the two off. Quickly, I stand and hold my gun up to the redhead. I load. I pull the trigger. I miss.

They begin running. The captain away but the redhead at me. She lunges, shoving me backwards into a car. The windshield smashing as I go through it. Glass flying everywhere. A large shard slicing my face. Blood slowly rolls down my face. What a bitch. I get up, throwing my gun to the floor. "Bad idea." The redhead tells me, her harsh tone making me smirk under my mask. I run at her, jumping at her getting a punch in before she jumps and manages to wrap her legs around me and throwing me to the ground.

That one hurt. I feel a sharp pain in my side as she grabs my knife and cuts me through my suit. Quickly looking around, I grab a larger shard of glass and slice the back of her leg making her falls down allowing me to kick her to the ground. She gasps as take my knee to her face causing her nose to bleed. It takes me a second to remember the captain. Shit. I turn around to find a shield heading at my face. I move to the side it barely misses me, grazing face but knocking of my mask in the process. I smirk a little before feeling a whack in my legs making me fall down. "Don't move." The woman's voice tells me.

I raise my hands, putting them behind my head as the woman struggles to walk round. Her gun pointing at me. Great, just what I needed. "You're going to listen. Got it?" The captain asks. I rolls my eyes. He repeats, "Got it." How stupid? I smile at him, "Roger Roger." A second later a loud gun shot and the boss comes down from the bridge. Crushing a car behind us.

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If nobody recognises where I got this scene from its Captain America and the Winter Soldier. Hehe