In which a super powered, enchanted axe carrying girl with anger issues and an attachment disorder is recruited to save the world.
Or
"You are really messed up,huh?"
"Yep,"
Or
"The things we do for love, aye baby doll?"
waylon jones x female!oc...
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Soon she was dragged out to a courtyard by guards when a familiar face stood out to her.
"Floyd! You're here? What a coincidence," Asya called out happily, to him as they were pushed to a closed off corner on the courtyard.
"Hey babygirl. How you doing?" Floyd asked.
"Great, except you know being stuck in this hellhole. How's your daughter?" Asya asked, not knowing this was a sore subject for the hit-man.
"I uh haven't seen her in a while," Floyd admitted.
"Lose the restraints." The same man Asya punched interrupted.
"OK," An guard answered back removing the restraints from both prisoners.
"What is this? Cheerleading tryouts?" Floyd asked, examining the table that contained an assortment of guns and knives. Asya's eyes widened then she smirked happily.
"Let's go. Let's see what you can do." Rick Flag said.
"They say you never missed a shot and you," Rick said turning towards Asya," they say your accuracy skills with knives can revival his," Rick nodded towards Floyd.
"Floyd Lawton...always talking shit but can never back it up," Asya said and pushed Floyd playfully away from her.
"Prove it," Rick interupped them. Floyd was the first to approach the table, picking up a small gun and shoving a magazine into it, harshly. Asya stepped forward, placing her hand on a handle of a small kitchen knife, before bring her hand to traces the knife's metal edge.
"Now you got one in the chamber.What you gonna do with it?" Rick asked, before Floyd turned and aimed the gun at Griggs head, smirking.
Then Asya grabbed the knife off the table quickly, wrapping her left arm around his neck, positioning the knife at his eye.
"Hhhhhey..shit" Griggs yelled and the other guards trained there guns on the prisoners.
"Give me the word, boss. I'll drop them," Ames offered to Griggs training his gun on the inmates.
"Everybody calm down." Rick yelled,"Griggs, tell your men to stand down."
'Put it down' Floyd mouthed to the guards and Asya chuckled.
"Stand down," Griggs said shakily, "Colonel, for the record, this is exactly what I was concerned about," Griggs eyes flicked towards the knife in Asya's hand that dangled in front of his eye.
"What's for dinner?" Floyd asked teasingly.
"Ames, if this man shoots me...I want you to kill him...and I want you to go and clear my browser history." Griggs choked out, Asya's grip around his neck tightening.
