Tony Stark's Assassin

Spider Six

Rosia's POV
We had a nerf war. It was epic. After we had ice-cream and then Peter rode with me home. I told them to go to the wrong address. I couldn't tell them I lived in a trailer park! We arrived at the house.

"Please don't wait for me to go inside." I told the driver.

"Okay."

"Bye Peter. I'll see you tomorrow at school I guess. Thanks for tonight."

"Yeah. Are you sure you don't want us to wait for you-"

"No, it's fine. Bye!"

I shut the door and began to walk slowly up the stairs. When they were gone, I ran to my trailer. I got in and saw I had three new assignments. Brutal ones too. I got my bag and went out through my window, making it look like I was in bed. I got on my bike and rode off into the night. I quickly changed and went to the first assignment. The one I haven't done. I decided to just do it tonight, get it over with. I watched as he came home and slammed the door. Oh, this was good. I quietly got to his window. I listened for a few.

"If she wants me gone, fine! I'll leave her!" He said angrily.

I quietly opened the window and got inside. He was throwing stuff around.

"I think I can help you." I said. He jumped to my voice.

"What the hell? Who are you and what do you want?!"

"I'm just a girl who needs you dead."

I aimed my gun at him. He began pleading for his life. I shot him in between the eyes. He fell to the side. I quickly got out and went to my next one. They were all in the same apartment complexes! What's the deal with all these retired CIA or assassins taking refuge in apartments? I got to my next one. Adrian Games, blonde hair, green eyes. Former assassin. Shot through the throat.

Caroline Lambert, Brown hair, brown eyes. Former CIA. Shot at the heart, died from blood loss and traumatic injuries. I got to my last one.

Zack Ammo. Black hair, brown eyes. Former CIA. I was about to go into his apartment when something clung onto my back and pulled me back. Spider Man, Iron Man And Black Widow.

"Hello again. Brought an assassin with you this time? And you really think that's going to stop me?" I chuckled.

"Who are you and why are you killing all these people?" Spider Man asked.

"Look, Spidey, I cant tell you much, but I can tell you that they are just assignments."

"So you kill people because you're told to?" Iron Man asked.

"Of course. It's my job. And isn't it what you do?"

"No. We just have to stop whoever is attacking Earth."

"So... kill them. I mean, think about it. You killed Ultron, tried to kill Loki, it's what you do. Just not as regularly as I do."

"I'm not going to go into any deeper about that. Just stand down, give us all your weapons, and you don't get hurt. It's as simple as that."

"Oh, but that takes all the fun out of it! And plus, if you take me, do you really think that I am going to tell you who I work for?"

"In time, yes."

"You're really funny. You should be a comedian one day." I pulled out my swords. "I'm not going down without a fight."

Iron Man raised his hand and shot at me, but I blocked it with my swords. He flew back. Spidey shot webs at my swords and took them out of my hands.

"Aw man. Those were my last pair." I whined.

Black widow charged at me. We shared our punches, but I hit her in the jaw and she stumbled back. Spidey shot his web at me as I pulled out my knives. I cut through the web. He stepped forward to punch me, but i blocked it and stabbed one of my knives in his stomach. He clutched his stomach and I kicked him in the chest. He stumbled back against the wall and slid down. Perfect. One down, two to go.

I grabbed a new knife and swung at Black Widow, missed. I kicked her in the stomach and she stumbled back. Next was iron man. I cut deep in his armor, taking off a huge chunk. Black widow joined and I switched one of my knives for a gun. I shot at Natasha's stomach. She fell down. Two down, one to kill.

"We ran tests on those swords you left behind last time we fought."

"Oh you did! Did you find anything?"

"Who are you?"

"Do any of you guys not get the point of the whole suit and the secret name? Figlia Mortale?"

"Filglia Mortale. That means dangerous daughter in Italian." Black Widow said.

"Ding ding ding! Someone knows their languages!" I laughed. "Now, Stark, if you don't want me to kill you, then let me go as a free bird. And plus, those two aren't getting back up. Spidey is gonna die if he doesn't get medical attention like now. Blacky can go a few minutes, but not long."

I grabbed my swords, put them in their spots, waved at Stark, and hopped down. I got on my bike and drove home.