Walking down the street Ivan's words echo in my mind. Worlds deadliest assassin. A friend. Only remembers the past year of his life and is planning on killing everyone who screwed with him, sort of including me and my 90 year old boy friend who happens to be his ex best friend. Yeah that's not complicated at all.
God dammit every time I think I've rid my self of my past, the red room, everything it just keeps dragging me back in it. I can't escape my past or the ghosts it leaves behind.
I mean, Why me? Is it some sort of way that God gets his kicks? Karma maybe? I guess I can't say I don't deserve it but I'd like a break every once in a while. Even better I'd love a vacation. Tahiti perhaps, coulson tells me it's a magical place.
As I continue down the street thoughts racing around my mind I see a light glimmer on top of a tall building. It takes me a second to realize what it is before jumping into action.
"Get out of the way!"
"Sniper, RUN!" I shout as loud as I can shoveling people out of the sniper scope running as I do so drawing the fire onto me. It's not long after the panic till they start shooting, one bullet just narrowly missing my shoulder.
"This is agent Romanoff requesting backup on my location, sniper opening fire, repeat sniper opening fire possible civilian casualties in play."
Ripping the mirror off of the car door I'm currently pinned down behind, I place it slightly above the car to get a clear look as to where the sniper is but they shoot it before I can tell smashing it into my hands.
"God dammit" I curse under my breathe as I look for another way to get out of this.
I contemplate possible outcomes but none look too great. However as I do so it gets me thinking, why? It's sloppy, surely they'd know I'd call for backup and on that building there'd be security cameras and no easy get away route. This can't be him. So..... who is it? My thoughts are interrupted by the all to familiar sounds of firing and sirens. Good local law enforcement are here, took their time.
"Black widow!" I turn to a local cop squatted behind his cop car
"Where's the shooter?" He shouts over the sirens
I point towards the building but tell him not to move
"Wait!" I shout as I put my finger over my lips, he nods and turns his siren off. It's silent. Deadly silent, not a gunfire in sight. And then it hits me.
"Shit! They didn't want to kill me they wanted to test me! They're gone, Uhh how could I have not seen it?!" I shout to the now confused cop
"Probably isn't even him shooting. God he wanted to know how good I am and how I'd react dammit!"
"What!?" The cop shouts
"It was reconnaissance, to test law enforcement times, my reaction, if I'd save civilians and now he knows how to play it next time, shit!" He gives me a worried and confused look
"Hey thanks for the back up I really appreciate it your doing a great job!" I shout as I run off. I need to have a little chat with the prisoner again.
A/N hey late update I know I'm really sorry just got a lot of exams and studying on at the moment so I apologize but thanks for sticking with me! :)
-shield135
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