AVENGERS: The Switch.

PART 2.

GALINA POV:
I head to bed, thinking about what tomorrow will be like, I'm turning 30 and I know what that means. When the youngest of soulmates turns 30, they switch bodies if they haven't already met. So it doesn't mean we will switch, because I could be the older soulmate or they could be dead, but I have to be prepared, just in case. I had made sure my kitchen was fully stocked, I'd showered a few hours ago and I'd written a letter for them. I lay down in my bed and close my eyes, I try to remain calm, but I can't help but worry that my soulmate would find themselves in some trouble while in my body.

I feel myself being dragged and listen for a moment. No one is speaking, but I can hear gunfire in the distance. I listen to the footsteps of the people around me, they're walking in step with each other.

Possibly Military, too heavy to be spies.

I open my eyes just a crack to see two men dressed in black, holding guns. Neither are looking down at me, they're looking straight ahead. My left arm, which to my surprise seems to be made of metal, is dragging along the floor beside me, my other, which feels normal, is how I'm being dragged along. I decide to attack, so I take a deep breath, open my eyes fully and yank on my right arm. Whoever was pulling me along, falls and the two following trip over my legs, they all land in a heap. I quickly get to my feet. A fourth armed man aims his gun at me, I kick it out of his hands and punch him in the face with the metal arm, since it seems like it can do much more damage than my normal arm. I smirk as the main falls unconscious from just that punch, I then grab his gun and shoot the other three, I shoot the unconscious one and get moving. I don't know where I'm going or who I am, but I know these guys are the enemy and that I need to get the hell out of here "West side is clear." I freeze.

Is that person on my side and what the hell did they say? If these people don't speak Russian then we're going to have a problem, I should probably avoid confusing them right now and just fight anyone who attacks me.

I hold up the gun and creep along the empty corridor, I hear the gunfire getting louder, as I get to a corner I press my body against a wall. I poke my head and gun round the corner. Further down the corridor I see a man with dark skin and metal wings, shooting men in black, I approach them all. As soon as they see me coming, multiple people run at me to fight, I shoot them down, but there are lots of them. The ones who get too close, I punch with my new metal arm, using the strength to my advantage. I shoot the last one in the chest and the winged man speaks "Thanks. Hey, where have you been? We've been trying to contact you for ages, but no response." "я понятия не имею, что ты говоришь, чувак.” I stride past him, I don't look at him and he doesn't respond, so I assume he doesn't understand, which is exactly what I was telling him.