ALIEN ↠ b. barnes [I]

twenty one

        IT HAD BEEN A MONTH since Allura got a few of her memories back. Her head was a constant mess and her eyes were wrecked as she punched the dummy in front of her, then elbowed it and then jumped with both her legs in front of her and kicked it.

        She stopped training after four hours, Madame B only letting her go because she was tired herself. But Allura wasn't tired. She walked around the Red Room, not even knowing how she had gotten the permission...

        Though when she saw him, it all clicked.

       Madame B was not tired. She was testing her. The old woman was testing what Allura would do if her ást stood in front of her, emotionless and cold.

       "Soldat?" A guard asked, Allura remembering her training and standing straight. The man walked around the Alien, a smirk on his lips as he read her file. She had murdered so much people while still mission active, and he was genuinely impressed by the fact that she was sent in more missions than the Winter Soldier before she was put into the Red Room— and even then.

        Why was she put in here? That was the dumbest idea according to the agent, his brows furrowing as he rolled his eyes and grabbed her neck, getting his face close to hers as his lips shone with lust and perversion. This was all he wanted... her. He had seen her in HYDRA while growing up and an unknown feeling always rose up his spine.

        He grabbed her waist and kissed her, his eyes closing as Allura tried to push him off her with wide eyes, her training reminding her that she couldn't hurt an agent. He pushed her against the wall, the male asset only looking at the wall in front of him.

       "Stop." Allura demanded, her body numb to the sudden attack as her green eyes filled with confusion. She was usually stronger than this and would have his ass beat quickly, but her brain wasn't reacting. "Stop."

       The male asset turned to them, seeing the man's hands trying to remove her shirt, and his eyes grew furious. Allura glared at the agent, kneeing him where it hurt and sending a roundhouse kick his way as the Winter a Soldier snapped his neck easily with his metal arm.

       "Partner." He said simply, the jupiterian gulping and resisting the temptation to hold him in his arms.

       "Partner."

ALLURA SENT A KICK TO his gut, the man easily dodging and punching her face. The strawberry blonde grabbed the metal arm and twisted it, taking him down. They both panted, Madame B screaming orders at the two assets.

       The Winter Soldier stood up and grabbed her waist, pushing her to the ground and staring into her green eyes, a soft expression that no one realized in his gaze. She kicked him off him and used a baton to hit him on the stomach, the soldier doubling in pain as Madame smirked.

       "Natalia." She said. The seventeen year old stepped up, her long curly hair picked up in a ponytail as her posture became straighter. She marched around the soldier, her blue eyes cold and free of any emotion as she stared at the man she had come to know well.

        The soldier looked at Allura, almost as if he was asking for permission to attack the young girl. The alien nodded. The asset sent a side kick to Natalia, who jumped above leg with and kicked him herself backwards. She grabbed his fist and twisted it, making him do a front flip and land on his feet, then pushing her backwards. She slipped but rolled to the back and stood up, running at him and skillfully wrapping her legs around his neck, twirling in the air and landing on her two feet, knocking  him on his back.