Ben Barnes Imagines

IMAGINE: Billy asking you out

| IMAGINE for @thedragongirl101 |
 
      You step forward as William Rawlins introduces you to Billy Russo. "Billy, I'd like you to meet Y/N, the woman I've been telling you about."

       You step forward, looking Billy in the eyes, and firmly shake his hand. "It's nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you."

       "I wish I could say the same for you, but William has been keeping you under wraps." Billy smiles.

       "I think she'd be a great trainer for your new recruits at Anvil." William mentions about Billy's new organization.

      "And why would that be?" Billy asks suspiciously. You can't help the smirk that settles upon your lips.

       "Trust me. There's none better than Y/N."

       "I have all of my tapes." You say, holding a bag up.

      "Tapes of what?" Billy questions in confusion, his eyes narrowing.

      William laughs. "I'll let you two get to it. I have to catch a flight. If doesn't work out, your loss, Billy." He says before walking off.

        Billy sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "Let's take a look at those tapes." He says, motioning you into his office.

      Billy gapes at his computer screen, his face abnormally pale, as he watches the tapes. You sit back in your chair, the smirk never leaving your face, your arms crossed over your chest, completely at ease, enjoying his surprise.

       "I-I-I...you're a killer." He breathes.

       "I prefer the term mercenary, thank you very much." You frown.

      "You-you're..." He trails off and looks at you in wonder. "Amazing." He swallows.

      "Thanks." You grin.

       He looks back at the computer screen and rubs his jaw, still in shock. "So let me get this straight. You want to join Anvil..." He trails off.

      "In order to train your soldiers into super humans. It can be done and I will do it." You finish confidently.

       Billy stands and you follow. He reaches his hand and shakes yours, smiling. "We have a deal, Y/N." He says. You smile and shake his hand.

———

      You stand on the training bay, all of Billy's soldiers staring at you. "I'm not promising you this is going to be easy. Actually, I'm going to promise you that this training will be the most intense, painful training you have ever and will ever endure." You state, walking back and forth down the ranks, staring at each of them in the eye. Everyone of them has the decency to look at least somewhat fearful. All except one arrogant soldier who scoffs at you.

       "Are you serious? You're a girl. How are you going to train us—a legion of men?" He rolls his eyes. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Billy wince and shake his head. You slowly smile at this arrogant soldier, who's two times the size of you. The air cracks with tension.

       "I was just about to ask for a volunteer for a demonstration, but you know what? I'm choosing you to participate. Come." You beckon him kindly. He steps through the ranks and walks up onto the training bay with you.

      "What's your name, soldier?"

      "Lucas."

      "Well, Lucas, there's one thing you have to know about me."

       "Which is?" He raises his eyebrows.

     "I'm a woman, not a girl." You smile sweetly, before lunging for him. In a swift series of kicks and punches, you take his arm and flips him over your back, onto his stomach. You swing your legs over him and kneel on him, your one arm pinning him down, the other holding his neck at such an odd angle that if he was to move it, it'd snap. He cries out softly, his body rigid. Everyone sucks in their breath and Billy just stares at you.