"Please, please..." the woman sobs, cradling her broken arm against her chest. "Please don't kill me."
The eyes of the shadowy figures are cold and blank. One starts to slowly disassembles her long-range scoping weapon.
The woman blinks, thinking for one brief, precious moment, that they've listened. But then she sees the taller girl fitting a silencer to the barrel of her gun, and she knows it's hopeless.
"I don't want to die..." She whimpers, pushing away from them on her knees. There's nowhere to run, though. The first shot silences her sobs.
The figures slide away into the night, like spirits deserting a haunt. They make no sound.
Mission complete.
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Don't Follow Your Heart-- Anne
Fanfiction.:Marvel Fanfiction:. Once, there was a brunette and a blonde. Little girls, young women, soldiers, victims of brainwashing, or time-displaced heroes-- It didn't matter who they were, or what they were supposed to do. Nothing would ever come between...
