Iron Assassin

Chapter 6: Flying Hood

I woke up to the sound of a door opening. Groggily, I open my eyes and look towards the door. I am assuming that it was Pietro's room because let's just say I wasn't groggy anymore (he was shirtless with a tooth brush in his mouth, put emphasis on shirtless. His body is pretty nice).

"Forget someone was here." I tried to hide the amusement out of my voice but it was all to noticeable. His whole body turned red which I didn't even think that was humanly possible. In a blink of an eye he had gone back to his room and came back with a shirt and no tooth brush in his mouth. "You know you didn't have to put a shirt on. This is your house." For being me, I am surprised I still have some composer.

"Um yeah, did you like what you see," he said it in way that I knew he was just trying to make the conversation not awkward. Trying to pull the tension away from you being completely embarrassed, I see what he is doing. I'll let him have it, though.

"Anyway, I'm leaving today."

"I still wouldn't do that."

"Pietro, I have a life I have to get back to. I got my job to do and find my friends."

"Outside is a still hectic from yesterday."

"Oh its Chicago, their good at moving forward."

"Not with this."

"I'll make you a deal, you can come with me back to my home and then if something happens you'll be there."

"On one condition you have to where a hoodie and have the hood up the whole time."

"Weird but I guess. Do you have a plastic bag so I can throw all my suit parts in?"

"I do." He quickly ran and got me the plastic bag and a hoodie. I put all of my suit in the bag and put the hoodie on just how he wanted me to. Then we were off.

"Why are people staring at me so weirdly." I had worry in my voice. Everyone that we walked past would give me a weird look but a look like they don't think they are looking at something good.

"I don't know." He was lying. I could tell it from his voice. This is probably why he didn't want me to go outside. I don't know why people would look at me like that. I'm glad we are close to my home.

The weather fit the mood that was going on. The sky was dark and looked like it was about to rain. The wind was picking up. Then flew off my hood I had on.

"Dang." I said and tried to put my hood back on. Even though I thought Pietro was crazy for making me wear it I actually felt safer with it on. Some people around us stopped immediately and just stared. This stares where not good stares, these where I want to murder you stares. I heard whispers around us, some asking if I was Nicole Stark, some asking what was I doing out, and some asking how I could do what I did. The whispers got louder and louder. People where agreeing with other people about everything.

"Nicole, let's move now." He grabbed my arm and was starting to pull me away from the crowd that was growing by the second.

"Hold on you aren't going anywhere." Someone from the crowd said.

"NICOLE, MOVE NOW." It was too late everything went black before I could react.