𝒮𝓂ℯ𝓁𝓁𝓈 ℒ𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝒯ℯℯ𝓃 𝒮𝓅𝒾𝓇𝒾𝓉 // A MCU fic

ch. 3

act. 1 ch. 3
"dark hallways"

Agents were sprinting past as Anastasia made her way towards Fury's office. She clung to the walls as she snuck past others running the opposite direction. She heard the yells of nick fury in her ear piece talking to the other agents.

"Smith, are you there?" Fury asked her.

"Yes, I'm here. I'm okay." She spoke before going back towards the office. She continued that way, making sure nobody noticed her.

Though a cold chill went down her spine causing her to turn over her shoulder to see a man pointing a gun her way. Pulling her gun out of her waistband with a smirk, she pointed it at him. "Look at that, I have one too."

Next thing the man knew, his gun was knocked out of his hands after Anastasia roundhouse kicked. Squatting down she swept his feet underneath him. Standing above the man, she pointed her gun at his face.

"Bullseye," she whispered with a wink before shooting the man and running off.

Soon, coming across another man, she ran at him and punched him in the stomach causing him to double over. The girl took his head in his hands and smashed it on her knee before watching him crumble to his knees with a groan. Then, she kicked his face making the man fall over, unconscious.

The ruckus and noise around her caused the agents to ignore her as she swiftly walked past each of them. Her senses were on high alert as she crept down the halls waiting for someone else to jump out and attack.

Quickly she was proven to be correct as she whipped around just as a someone jumped down behind her. The person threw a punch her way though she caught it and twisted their arm. With a quick flick of her wrist, a loud snap was heard. Anastasia only kicked the person in the stomach before going back to her main focus: going in Nick Fury's office.

Loud bangs went off around her as shooting was heard throughout the air. Quickly she snuck down a hallway, hiding as she watched from the shadows. She watched agents fight off these men as best as they could. One agent in particular was struggling heavily causing Anastasia to slowly pull her gun out. Aiming it perfectly, she let her index finger hover over the trigger. In a quick second, she pulled the trigger allowing the bullet to fly, hitting the man and allowing the agent to run free. Anastasia grumbled a "Your welcome" before walking away.

These men continued to come at her, causing her to knock them all dead or unconscious. She didn't care enough to check. Finally, she got to the room and quickly rushed inside of it. Closing the door with a slight breath of relief, though a strange feeling erupted in her stomach.

"I thought you'd come back here."

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AN-

really short chapter but that's okay!!