BOOK TWO OF ETERNAL WINTER TRILOGY
Once upon a December.
Two bodies, two souls; were molded into weapons of destruction and vengeance.
Reunited in the hush of the Russian winter.
Their mantle shattered as a scourge clung to them like shadow.
But,
A...
Natasha swam back a short distance, getting enough of a view to see armed guards surrounding the edges of the steel ship. Their black suits illuminated by the bright white lights on board. The heat scanner created a colorful array of built men with guns pointed and ready.
She was ready too; ready for poisoned blood to be spilled across the pure, salted sea.
James was on the opposite side, having the same view as Natasha. Men were armed and scanning for any ships or disturbances. But they weren't looking in the right place. The water was cold around them, and heavy; the metal container spreading iced corruption.
Both assassins had their guns up and fingers on the trigger. Twelve men on each side and twelve bullets in each barrel.
"Nat."
"Da?"
"Let's see who can use less bullets." His excitement radiating off her ears.
"Is this a game Barnes?"
"Just having some fun." His lips curled into a smile.
"Alright," The sound of her gun clicking into place muffled in the heavy blue mass.
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"Three..." She examined the men. They rotated constantly, their way of getting a 360-degree view. Her breathing was light; her focus strong. "two..." Wait for it. She repeated to herself. "one..." Her bullet zipped through the water and pierced the skulls of two men the second they were face to face while rotating. The two men then tipped over the railing and plummeted into the water, a rush of bubbles followed behind her as she moved away from the bodies.
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She then turned around and aimed at the next guard. The third man on the corner froze, then reached for walkie-talkie. A bullet met his left temple and exited his right.
She then climbed over the side of the ship with the help of her grappling hook. Water dripped across the floor, creating puddles as she removed her fins and snuck into the shadows with her gun in hand.
