Angel

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Natasha was fascinating, not afraid of the combat and gun fire. Angel had anticipated her to want to shy away from the heat of combat, yet she charged into it. Angel likes to stay back and lay down focused fire to provide cover for Natasha.
"Fuck!" Yelled Natasha as blood ran down her arm, and she shot the grunt who had stabbed her.
"That bitch get ya? Tough it up, you were just grazed."
Natasha stared at him blankly, hurt by his dismissive behavior. Angel didn't care, she could die, he wanted his money for getting this stupid job done. He also wanted to fuck over the guy who had screwed him with the deal in Argentina.
"Angel, play as a member of the team now, Jacqueline is coming back in, keep an eye on her please."
       Shots rained down the hall, Angel felt three hit his bulletproof vest, knocking him to the ground. He gasped, agonizing pain seared through him, "you fucking fuckers! I'll kill you! Do you know who you just fucked with!! I'll kill you, I'm the best killer on this entire damn team!" He didn't have a chance to make good on his promise as X gracefully leapt over bodies, firing shots in all directions. Everyone in the room ducked.
       "Its clear, Mr. Angel, you can get up now."
        "You bastard, they were mine. Those three shot me. You have no sense of honor, or pride."
        "No I do not because I have no trivial sense of such petty things. You are a narcissistic man who is quite vexing and honestly will endanger this entire team to get what he wants or to save some pride. If Mx, Kamazko knew what was wise I'd be putting two rounds in you right now."
        Angel only heard half of that before the blood rushing in his ears overwhelmed him, he aimed to punch the punk in the face, everything went black just after that:

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