The Jinx- Marvel x Shadowhunters

Part 3- Stalker

"And the great Heracles accepted godhood, discarding his mortal body for an immortal spirit. He later married the goddess of youth, Hebe, and they lived happily ever after," Jinx finished.

"Um, that was..." Jayla began.

"Weird," Drew said.

"Concerning," Owena offered.

"Dark," Gabriella corrected flatly

"Awesome! Isn't it so cool how he chopped the heads off of the hydra and then burned the stubs so that they couldn't reform! And how he split that mountain in half! And-and how he just grabbed that lion and squeezed it to death! Like a killer hug!" Fianna spewed out, with some rather gruesome actions that a seven year old probably shouldn't have done.

"At least someone appreciates the classics!" Jinx said.

"You couldn't have censored your classics?!" Gabriella asked.

"Gabi, this is greek mythology. The whole concept is incest, adultery and murder. I censored it the best that I could!" Jinx answered in defense.

"What's incest?" Fianna asked.

"Nothing you have to worry about Fi," Jinx said quickly.

"Alrighty then, bedtime. I have to drop off this thumb drive, and you have to be well rested for lessons tomorrow. I'll be back tomorrow around 8 I guess. No late night reading, got your stele? A couple weapons? Good. Up you go Drew. Good night kids," Jinx got up, tucking Fianna into her bunk bed, making sure everyone was in bed and comfy.

"Good night Jinx," a chorus of five voices called out. Jinx smiled and closed the door.

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After a full day of nothing, Steve decided to go out for a late night run with Bucky and Sam.

"On your left," Steve said, passing Sam.

"Oh, come on man! Again?" he said, exasperated. 

"What's the matter bird brain? Can't keep up with a couple of old men?" Bucky teased as he passed Sam as well.

The two super soldiers, slowed down a few minutes later, the three friends going at a steady jog, laughing and joking and overall, just having fun.

Until they came across a girl. She was walking from the opposite direction. Her hands were in her pockets, her head tilted downward, red hair pulled back into a braid. She looked up when she got closer. Her bright green eyes barely glanced at him. 

Something inside him was whispering to ignore her, that she wasn't important, to forget that he ever saw her. This, however, made him more suspicious.

"Evening," he said politely, giving her a slight head nod.

She looked at him again, eyes widening slightly. She then, just as quickly, averted her eyes to the ground and quickened her pace.

Steve stopped, watching her walk away. Something about her made him suspicious, despite the nagging thought to forget her. Then, he remembered the mystery murderer. Short, ginger, green eyed, easy to forget, it all checked out. 

"Hey, Steve! Watcha doing? Let's go!" Sam called. Steve turned around and walked over to them.

"That girl, I think that's our ginger," he said.

"What? No way. She looked completely ordinary. What makes you so sure?" Sam scoffed.

"I get that, but, I just have this feeling. I don't know how to explain it, but, I'm certain. This is her. I have to follow her," he replied.