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The Redhead Assassin

The Redhead Assassin

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"Where is Barton now?"

"We don't know."

"But he's alive?"

"We think so. I'll brief you on everything when you get back. But first, we need you to talk to the big guy."

"Coulson, you know that Stark trusts me about as far as he can throw me."

"Oh, I've got Stark. You get the big guy."

*Exclaims in Russian*

"Oh, and Natasha? Fury wants you to bring in the big guys brother. Apparently, they work well together."

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In the middle of a busy, low income, city there was a small hospital, too small to help everyone but it did what it could do. Inside the hospital, doctors tried to help the men, women and children who had fallen ill to a virus that was been spreading throughout the city. Most of the doctors were inexperienced, expect for two men. They seemed out of place in the city, too intelligent, too pale compared to the people born there who had natural dark skin. However, no one questioned who they were, they didn't care, the men were helping the ill, that was good enough for them.

As the two men did check-ups on the sick, a small child ran into the badly made hospital.

"Who are you?" A doctor asked in Hindi, "Get out!" she exclaimed. One of the men watched this conversation in the reflection of the mirror as he washed his hands. "There is sickness here!"

However, the child refused to leave, "You're a doctor," She replied in English, but then continued to speak in Hindi, "My father's not waking up! He has a fever and he's moaning, but his eyes won't open!"

While she was talking, the man stepped forward and spoke in their language, "Slow down." He said in a comforting voice.

The child continued, "My father..." she glanced at the sick people behind the doctors.

The other man, seeing this conversation from afar, walked forward and kneeled down in front of the girl. He looked at her, although not in the eye, he then pointed behind him, "Like them?"

She nodded, raising her hand which had money in it, "Please?"

The first man smiled at her, the stood up and gathered everything he would need to take with him. He looked over at his brother, who had gone back to help the other sick people, "I need you to come with me."

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The young girl led the two men to the outskirts of the city.

As they got closer, they noticed a military truck driving down the road, they quickly stopped the girl from walking forward and turned their backs to the truck and waited for it to pass by.

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