Insanity

Nine

If this map is correct then there is a vent located directly under my bed. Just gotta move this out the way. Huh? So there is...Am I really doing this? Fuck it. I'll secure the gun in my waistband, I'll grab my shield jacket as well. Okay so my hair is up in a ponytail, I pick up the hat on my desk and tuck my hair through it and make sure it's secured. Okay, I'm ready. I pull the grate off the vent and begin crouching inside, I turn around and see Aurum looking at me with her puppy eyes. Ugh, now I don't wanna go! "Don't worry baby, I'm gonna come back, you're going to be fine. Just promise to cover for me. I won't be gone to long. When I get back me and you are gonna go for a nice long walk along the beach and we're gonna have the most relaxing time ever! Does that sound good? Don't worry, I'm coming back". I crawl further in and secure the grate back on. Ugh, not a fan of small spaces like this. Thank god I fit.

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Okay so I'm where I'm supposed to be. I just need to pull off the grate and jump down. Easy. Ah shit! The grate was not supposed to come with me. Thank god no one is about, that was really loud. I'll just prop that up by the wall, no one will notice. It's fine, everything is perfectly fine.

Okay so I just need to head down this corridor for a bit and I'm there.

Oh shit! I'm screwed! Why is Romanoff here?! Oh shit she saw me! Ahhhhhhhhhh!
"Agent Westwood, it's nice of you to finally show up"

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"What?" I asked. I'm so confused. "I see you got my note, do you have the gun?" I pulled the gun from my waistband and held it up, "good, keep it hidden. We need you to get some gear on, follow me" I followed behind. "Wait so let me get this straight: you sent me a box with a gun and map with directions to here?" Natasha sighed, "Yes, I thought you're supposed to be a super genius, how have you still not got this?" bitchy much.

We went into a room filled with gear for missions like the one that I'm supposedly gonna be part of. Oh shit, that's a helmet, and a bulletproof vest. Comforting. I guess I'm putting this stuff on.

Okay done. "Now what?" I asked, "follow me" Okay I guess we're doing this again. Where are we going? Okay so I see a jet, that's cool. Oh we're going inside. "Agent Romanoff, who is this?" Who is that guy? "This is Agent Westwood, she will be joining" What is she doing? is she trying to get us into trouble?! "Is she even cleared to join us?" still haven't a clue who this is. Romanoff handed him a note, "last minute changes according to Fury, he want's her on this mission, so here she is" Might as well go along with this, just nod my head and smile, cause that's not creepy. She really has thought of everything. "Sit down and strap in, it's gonna be a bumpy ride" unknown instructs us, cool. I love how I'm taking orders from a guy who I've never met before and I don't know their name. This is fun. Oh hey, Barton is here! I smile and wave at him before taking my seat next to him, Natasha on my other side. "I thought you still had training?" he asked, "Director Furry let me leave early" I answered, might as well stick to the story given. Barton laughed, "didn't realise was Russian and had red hair" "Shut up Clint" Natasha said.

"Alright! Lets move out!" called the guy  that I still don't know the name of. I should probably ask. "Natasha? who is that guy?" I whisper, "That's Agent Cookson, son of a bitch is in charge of this mission" "Also, what mission are we talking about?" "It's just another Intel gathering" "Why don't we just send a guy in the belly of the beast undercover, get Intel that way?" "You ask too many questions" "sorry"

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Jesus this ride is bumpy. Are we flying through a tornado? Jesus, I feel like I'm gonna hurl. "You doing okay there?" Oh how I wish I could wipe that smirk of Natasha's face, "I'm fine" that was supposed to sound confident but instead it came out more like a teenage boy going through puberty, "you'll get used to it" if this is normal then it's a hard pass on the whole spy mission thing. Whoa what the hell was that! That sure wasn't turbulence! Is someone shooting at us?! "Sir we've lost an engine, we have to get out now!" shouted the pilot, cause that's comforting. "Everyone grab a parachute, we have to make an emergency landing" barked Agent Cookson, "no shit Sherlock!" I yelled at him as I struggled with seat belt. Okay, I'm free, now where the fuck is my parachute?! turns out it is very hard to stay upright in a plane that is missing an engine. Can those idiots stop shooting for five minutes while I sort myself out?!

Aha! Parachute! Just gotta get this damn thing on! Why is everyone jumping off already?! I'm still not ready! Ahhhhhhhhh!

I can't get it fastened! The stupid thing is broken! "Olive! We need to jump now!" thanks for that Romanoff, "DON'T YOU THINK I KNOW THAT ALREADY?" PANIC! Fuck it! We're jumping, don't care if it's not fastened! Fuck! It!

Whoop there goes Natasha. Wait I'm the last one left! There's no one flying this thing anymore! How has this not hit anything other than bullets yet? Okay, let's just run and jump! Three, two...one! I can do this! I can do this! I CAN DO THIS!

I CAN'T DO THIS!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I DON'T LIKE HEIGHTS ANYMORE!

I'M GONNA DIE!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

TOTALLY NOT CRYING!

I HAVE TO PEE!

Calm down woman! lets just pretend that we're not falling to our death and being shot at! I need to pull the cord! Why won't this thing work?! SHIT! IT'S BROKEN! Now I can scream!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I see a river (somehow). Aim for that Olive! Oh shit this is gonna hurt like hell!

HOLY FUCK THE RIVER IS COLD

It's also moving very fast!

I push myself up for air but I'm immediately pulled under. I can feel water filling my lungs. Huh, second time this has happened to me, fun times. Now's not the time Olive! I need to get back to the group. I push my head out of the water. I'm close to the river bank. If I could just grab a hold. I think I just cut my hand on a rock. Why did I think this was a good idea? I'm back under the water. I can't breath. Spots could my vision. I feel myself sinking. I can't die here. Not now. I don't wanna die. 

I can do this...

I push up off the river bed, shedding the parachute and bulletproof vest. I push myself hard enough to give me a boost high enough to hit the bank. I grab a tree root and cling onto it with one hand, the other pulling myself up. I cough and splutter. That river tasted disgusting. I flop onto by back, exhausted. Jeez that took a lot out of me. I'm alive. I did it. I swear I can feel my gun still in my waistband. I reach behind me and pull it out. Holy shit! How is that still there? I drop my arm back down and laugh. I laugh like a madwomen (which I am by the way). The relief of surviving that whole ordeal is washing over me. I have no idea where the rest of the team are. Honestly, I don't care. I need a nap before I look for them. That is, if I don't freeze to death first. How have I only just noticed how cold I am? Meh, who cares, the banshee will keep me alive for now. Furry's gonna kill me anyways when I get back, I might as well let him do it. It might be fun. There's something very wrong with me.