The Russian

Chapter Nine: Moving on

Me and Amira moved in with Steve, except we are living in DC. For some reason Natasha thought he lived in Brooklyn, but no. It isn't that bad here. Amira has been so cute. Steve will leave for runs, and she always does something for him to come home to. Once, our neighbor Miss Milliton, gave her glitter and glue to make him a picture. I'm telling you glitter is like Herpes, it never goes away.

Me and Steve had to vacuum about 10 times before we thought it was gone. It shows up every time somehow. It's been about four months being here, and I have made a friend. His name is Tyler, he lives two floors above us. We became close and we hang out in the apartment just fine. We both fuel our terrible smoking habits. When me and Steve are on missions, his mom watches Amira.

Yes, I do go on missions now. Its fun. I get to see Tash more now, which Amira constantly is asking for. When Amira goes to bed, she asks Steve if матушка is coming. That's another thing, our sleeping aragentments are weird. Amira sleeps on the bed, which Steve occasionally sleeps on. I take on of the couches, and Steve does too. He has trouble sleeping, so our insomniac asses are staying up talking.

Today, Steve was on his run and I sent him a text that me and Natasha were coming to get him. I squished into the back of the car as we pulled up to see him and someone else.

"Hey Fellas." Tash calls out. I lean forward and peek my head out the window.

"Either one of you know where the smithsonian is? I'm here to pick up a fossil." I chuckle. Steve just rolls his eyes at us.

"That's hilarious Mik." Steve says as he gets into the car. His friend bends to look at us in the car.

"I thought it was very original." I joke.

"How you doin?" The guy flirts with Tash.

"Out of your league." I mumble under my breath.

"Can't run everywhere." Steve says with a smile.

"No, you can't." His friend smiled back. We roll up the window and take of in the loud black Corvette.

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Natasha was driving the jet, while I got changed into my uniform. It was cool. It was a dark purple cat suit with fingerless gloves attached to it. Since I started Missions, I have been getting better with my mind. I can move things now, which is impressive. I also am now a master at knife throwing and my Agent name is still Shadow. I am so official now.

"Target is a mobile satellite launch platform. The Romain Star." The agent explains. "We were sending the last payload when the Pirates got them. Ninety three Minutes ago."

"Any demands?" Steve asks.

"A billion and a half."

"Bigger than my payload." I chuckle, but no one laughed.

"Why so steep?" Steve asked again.

"Because it's SHIELD's." Steve's face grew with realization.

"So it's not off course, it's trespassing."

"I'm sure they have a good reason." Tash says. I don't remember her getting next to me, and who the hell was flying?

"Yeah well, I'm getting a little tired of being Fury's janitor." Steve points out.

"I'm with Steve on this." I tell Tash, who seems more irritated.

"Relax. It's not that complicated." Tash says.

"How many pirates?" I ask.

"25. Top merks lead by this guy." He explains and the photo pops up. "Georges Bactoc Ex DGSE. He's at the top interpoles red notice. Before the French demobilized, he had 36 kill missions. Guy's got a rep for max casualties."

"Hostages?" Steve asked, which was the more important thing.

"Mostly Techs, one officer Jasper Sidwell." The photo of a asian man came on screen.

"What's Sidwell doing on a launch ship?" Steve asks, which was a good question. "All right I'm gonna sweep the deck and find Batroc. Mika, you're with me. Nat you kill the engines and wait for instructions. Ruminlo, you sweep after and find the hostages and get them to the life pods. Let's move." Steve and I move to the equipment.

"Secure Channel Seven." Steve asks. I start to put on my holsters and daggers as he loads up with Tash.

"Seven Secured." Tash confirms. "Do anything fun saturday night?" She asks Steve.

"Well, all the guys from my barber shop quartet are dead, So. No not really. Except for more glitter from Amira." Tash starts to laugh.

"Coming on the drop zone Cap." The speaker says and he hits the door to open. I step next to him as he grab his shield. It still had glitter on it.

"You know if you ask Kristen out from Statistics, she probably will say yes." Tash said as Steve put his helmet on.

"That's why I don't ask." Steve points out. I start to laugh.

"Too shy or too scared?" We stand at the edge of the door, Steve behind me.

"Too Busy!" He shouts back. Steve wraps an arm around my waist and we jump. Without a parachute. We dive to the boat. Steve lets go and heads to the water, while I use my abilities to slowly make it down. I get to the ground and make my way over to the chain Steve will climb on. Foot steps come closer behind me so I hid behind one of the machines. He walks past me and Steve gets behind him and knocks him out quietly. Then comes back for me.

"Twenty Four left." I whisper with a grin. He shook his head at me, making water get on my clean suit. WE rushed over to the other side, where two guards were. He throws his shield at on of the guards, making them fall and left to go deal with the other. I pin the guard to the ground, using my mind, and then choke him out till he is unconscious.

I run after Steve as we make our way around to the other side. He kicks a guard over the boat and I send the other over by throwing the shield at him. I send it back to Steve and we keep going. A guard comes out of nowhere and grabs me from behind. I head but him, then knee him in his jewels. The guard groans. I wiggle my arms out and grab his head, making his mind scream in pain to point where he passes out.

"You good?" Steve asks. I nod and we keep going.We ran down the tight hallway, Steve throwing the next guard into the water. He summersaults into the next room behind the guard. The guard turns and Steve hits him in the chest and throws him over board. I appreciated Steve doing more work, cause using my abilities makes my head hurt.

"Hey!" I turn and grab the guards head. I stare into his eyes, as Steve fights around me. I look inside for information. And of course the guy has nothing. I growl and headbutt him to knock him out.

"Anything?" Steve asks and I shake my head. After about twenty minutes of us trying to find someone with a brain, the guards were out. Until a gun clicked next to me.

"Don't move!" The guard ordered in a different language, only to have him shot down by the agents that dropped in.

Time to get moving.