"tell me..." He said as he took a few steps back. and i breathed out and took a few steps forward.
"Before me and my sister worked for S.H.E.I.L.D.... we... uh..." I say then sit down in the chair "well, we made names for ourselves. We have a very specific skill set. We didn't care who we used it for, or on. We got on S.H.E.I.L.D's radar in a bad way. Agent Barton was sent to kills us, mainly me. but he he can to me first and made a different call. " I told him.
"and what will you do if I vow to spare him?" He asked me.
"not let you out." I tell him
"No, but I like this. Your world in the balance, and you bargain for one man." He tell me.
"Regimes fall every day. I tend not to weep over that. I'm Russian. or I was. " I tell him.
"and what are you now?" He asks me.
"It's really not that complicated. " I tell him as I stand up and get closer. " I got red in my ledger, I'd like to wipe it out." I tell him.
"Can you? Can you wipe out that much red? "He asks me. "Dreykov's youngest daughter, São Paulo, the hospital fire? Barton told me everything. your ledger is dripping. it's gushing red." He said then stood up and walked closer amd his vocie getting angry. "and you think saving a man no more virtuous than yourself will change anything? this is the basest sentimentality. this is a child at prayer. pathetic! you lie and kill in the service of liars and killers. you pretend to be separate, to have your own code, something that makes up for the horrors. but they are part of you. and they will never go away." He tells me then hits the glass. "I won't touch Barton, not until I make him kill you. slowly, intimately, in every way he knows you fear. and then he'll wake just long enough to see his good work and when he screams, I'll split his skull." He tells me and I look away and take a few step away from him. " this is my bargain, you mewling quim." He tell me then I start sniffing.
"You're a monster...." I tell him and he chuckled.
"oh, no. You brought the monster." He tells me and I lefted my head and turned and looked at him.
"so, Banner. that's your play?" I ask him.
"what?" He asks me back. I got him so confused, good. Then I start to walk away.
