Age: Fifteen
Weapon: KatanasYou sit admiring your new set of katanas. You're happy with them. They gleam under the sun that is streaming in through your bedroom windows. The handles are midnight black with one small ruby on each of them. They're plain and perfect. You put them down on your bed and stand up. You cringe, the floor is colder than you anticipated.
You found the beautiful new tools on your floor, in front of your door, this morning. You are still in your night clothes, you have been staring at the katanas since you found them, which was probably over an hour and a half ago. You quickly get changed and go to your bathroom to do your hair and brush your teeth. When you are finished you stroll out of your bathroom in search of your parents. Your new home was like a labyrinth to you, you know that this could take a while but you need to thank your parents for the new toys.
You find your mom, and a group of other scientists, a little while later in one of the experimenting rooms. The person on the operating table keeps screaming and pleading for them to let him go. Your mom is busy mixing something in a test tube. It's probably going to kill the man but he doesn't matter, he was a bad person that tried to stop Hydra.
"Hey mom." You skip over to her and hug her tightly. "Thank you so much for the new weapons." She puts the test tube down and hugs you back.
"Morning (Y/N). I'm glad you like them." You release her and kiss her cheek. Your mom has her dark blonde hair tied in a neat bun on the top of her head while her white lab coat is dirty and messy,with an arrangement of stains on it.
"Where's dad?" She smiles and kisses your forehead.
"He's in room 35." You immediately know where he is and you thank your mom. You run all the way to the one room you like the most. Your dad didn't really like you to be in that room but he stopped shouting at you after about the 50th time you went in there.
The room was a holding cell, almost, to a group of super soldiers. The one super soldier you like the most was a man Hydra found about seventy years ago. He was near death but they helped him survive. The man had lost his left arm but your parents gave him a new one, a shiny metal one. He was frozen until your parents could find an appropriate time to unfreeze him. You love the room because of the man. He looked so peaceful, like nothing in the world could harm him.
Countless times you've snuck in here just to look at him. You wanted to analyse every little thing about his face, from his sharp jaw line to full lips. You always looked at the rest of his body as well. It's so muscular and defined, mostly due to the serum they gave him. His arm would shine under the light inside the container they keep him in. The man is in cryostasis but your parents never tell you why he's always like that.
"Hey there dad. Thank you for the present." You say smiling as you enter the room. He is writing something down in a book when he turns around to face you. Your dad and mom are the top scientists here, which, for you, is so cool. You're just their assassin daughter, trained to kill since you were just seven years old.
"Wait until your next birthday, you are going to love that gift." He doesn't really look at you while he is talking but that's your dad for you, always so focused on his work. You go and hug him then leave, no need to force your company.
You decide to train for a little bit with the new weapons. You quickly make your way to the kitchen to grab something to eat, you can't train without some good food. Afterwards you hurry back to your room and grab your new katanas, then go to train in one of the many training rooms. The new base you are living in is on top of some mountain and so you are never outside because it is too cold. Siberia has no perks in your opinion. Luckily your parents told you that you would be moving to America soon, unfortunately though, that means you won't see that man anymore.
You stand there practicing for nearly 2 hours, the practice dummy barely representing a human form anymore. When you decide that you have had enough you leave the room. You go to the kitchen, your katanas hitting your back as you walk, to get something to eat before you go and shower. You rummage through the fridge until you find (F/F).
While eating, on your way to the bathroom, you walk past the room with that man in it. You hear your dad talking on the other side of the door.
"A new target... Okay yes he can easily do that... Yes I understand... Hail Hydra." You almost open the door and ask your dad what is going on, but you then realise the amount of trouble you'd get in. Taking your hand away from the door immediately, you swallow quickly and sigh. You sulk all the way to the bathroom, which was next to your bedroom, and take a much needed shower.
When you are finished you step out and enter to your bedroom. You place your new weapons next to your bed and start humming (A/S) while changing into your onesie. You sit on your bed and think for a little bit about your situation. What was your dad talking about earlier? It's almost like they want to go kill someone, but that's your job. You don't ponder on it for much longer, time to find some new amusement. You crawl under your covers and just stare at the ceiling until you finally fall asleep.
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You walk into the hovercraft and put your bags down. You are on your way to America and you are beyond excited. You were sad about leaving that man behind but you knew that more exciting things were about to happen. The hovercraft ascends into the sky and starts flying in the direction of your new home. You smile and start dreaming about your life ahead.
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