Most of my plan had gone smoothly. I was creeping silently around a corner, holding my breath. I slightly turned my head to see around it. Clear. Quickly I moved down the hall. Another turn. Right and then left. Left, left, right.
Then I saw a light glow from around the corner. And then voices? I could also make out someone snoring. I peeked around the wall, and saw a couch. A tv sat in front of it, playing some movie I didn't recognize. Two men sat next to each other, one sleeping on the the others shoulder.
Dammit. Avoid Avengers failed.
I specifically broke in at 2 in my the morning so maybe they would be asleep. Guess some of them don't sleep. I turned around and headed back. Turning down a different hall I saw a large steel door. Locked and most likely would set off an alarm.
I had to get in there.
My only option though was to make it explode. Loud but I was in need of some new fun friends. IPod first and then come back for the weapons.
The man was still awake with the other snoring. The guy that was awake had brown hair pulled back into a bun. The tv glinted off his arm, and it took me a moment to realize that his arm was metal. Winter fucking Soldier. I'm fucked. So absolutely fucking fucked. Off all the Avengers the one blocking my path is him. That means... DOUBLE FUCK. Captain America. Yup fucked.
Or not? An IPod sat on a table across the room. Less fucked! K.
One step. Two. Three. Four five six seven. Eight. Nine. Ten! Eleven. Squeak! The floor creaked under my feet.
Winter soldier snaps his head around. We make eye contact, it feels like we stared for at least 10 seconds. Captain merica stirs at his movement. I run for it. Grab the IPod and bolt. The sound proof on my feet make it silent. Soldier boy yells. They're on my trail.
My hand slips to my thigh. My favorite friend. My first decent gun. Her name is Aria. After my girlfriend. She had cancer. I stole to protect her. To help. I loved the girl more than anything, Aria. The only good thing about my life. Touching the gun and thinking of her helped me put on speed to the steel door. I pulled off one glove tapped the door.
Boom. Simple. I'm in. "Look at all the pretties!" I squeal after seeing the large array of guns, bows, arrows, bombs, and other weapons. I pull on the glove grab three nice looking guns and a knife. Then those two super-soldier assholes block my path. "Did you just call the assault rifles 'pretties'?" "Move" "Sorry little lady, but we can't do that." "Please."
They stop. Confused most likely. "Please?" The winter soldier laughs. "Really I mean it. Please. I need to go. Now. Please!" I start to freak out. This wasn't with the plan. Aria. I can't get captured. Aria.
"Please. Aria" I need to get to Aria. Frantically I look around me. I yank a gun to my shoulder. "You're that Queenie girl." 'Merica says. More people block the exit. All the Avengers. I lower my gun. I'm not gonna win. "Hey it's the singing killer!" The man I recognize as Hawkeye blurts. "Yeah. That's me. Please. I need to go. Aria is waiting." My voice sounds small. Insignificant. "What's that?" Cap'n 'Merica questions. I speak up a little more. "Aria is waiting. She will be scared. I can't stay here!" I hyperventilate. I need to get to her. I feel tears run down my cheeks. And then a curtain of darkness pulls me from reality.
My last thought before passing out.
I hope Aria has no nightmares.
