Marvel Preferences and Imagines (Taking Requests)

To your Knowledge

A/n: Requested by SilviyaLal

After a tiring day at work, all you could think about was getting home and relaxing. You pack up your bag, which was full of paperwork, and slugged it over your shoulder.

"Bye, Suzie," You said to one of your work friends. Suzie turned, her dark hair bobbing with the sudden movement, and waved you goodbye. She was on the phone with one of the many clients the law firm received.

You pushed your way past the shiny glass doors, walking out into the afternoon sun. It was four o'clock which meant you hade five hours of sunlight left. You walked down the busy street before deciding to get in a cab. You stepped out into the street and put your hand up to hail a taxi. In less than thirty seconds you were stepping into a yellow taxi.

"59th and Madison Avenue. It will be the nearest building on your right" You say to the man.

"Okay," he answers and starts his meter. Racing past other cars, your ride was fairly quick. In all fairness, you only had to travel 20 blocks, and the traffic was close to none. You watch out the window as building roll by. Taking out your phone, you plug in your headphones and listen to Bon Jovi, one of your favorite bands.

Once the taxi stops, you hand the driver a twenty, telling him to keep the change. You walk out of the cab and into your building. You are greeted by Sarah. Sarah was one of your neighbors and closest friends. Although there was a slight age difference, you were thirty she was forty, you got along great. You were coming back to your apartment which to your knowledge was empty...to your knowledge.

"Is there someone staying in your house?" Sarah asks you.

"No, there shouldn't be anyone." You say getting worried.

"You are headed there now? I'll come with you." She says walking to the elevator.

"Thank you, Sarah." You say.

"Anything for a friend" She replies as the both of you walk inside it. She presses the 10th-floor button and the both of you ride up higher by each second.

The both of you stepped out, and you whipped out your phone. Going on YouTube you found the James Bond 007 theme song. Sarah turned to look at you, raising an eyebrow.

"Hey, we need good music to do whatever we're about to do." You say shrugging. She smiles and turns back to your door, which was at the end of the hall.

Slowly creeping over to your doorway, you put an ear to the door to listen. The faint melody of an old 40's song drifted through the air, but there were no major sounds. You looked to see if the door was locked, but it wasn't. You counted to three with your fingers, before bursting through the door with a bang.

You looked around, but nothing was there out of its place. There was a light on in your bedroom...THERE WAS A LIGHT ON IN YOUR BEDROOM. You race your room and see that a man was standing there looking at your pictures. You backed away slowly, but you tripped on Sarah's foot, at you both landed on your butts. The man turned around to see what the noise was from and found you and Sarah. He walked closer as the both of you scramble to get back on your feet.

He was standing right in front of you both when you finally got on your toes. He was a tad taller than you with striking blue eyes and blond hair. He was about to say something when Sarah hit him in the head with an iron frying pan. He slumped onto the floor, eyes rolling back. You looked up to see Sarah happily grinning.

"Sarah, do you know who he is?" You ask dragging him onto the couch.

"Nope, never seen him before." She says grabbing zip ties. She tied both his hand together, and then moved onto his feet.