Skyfall

Chapter Two

Kasdeya watches as Klaue leaves the cafe, a coffee cup in one hand, a brown bag in the other. She watches as he makes his way down the street before he leaves her sight. She doesn't bother following him, still in the baby stages of her tracking of him. She sips her own coffee, reading before her phone begins to ring.

"Madam Hel speaking."

"Kasdeya! Thank God! Can you do me a favour?"

"What did you do now Bucky?"

"Nothing! But I need you to come down."

"Come where?"

"SHIELD."

"Bucky..."

"I would never ask unless I think it is necessary."

She sighs before looking at Nero who looks up at her.

"We will be there in 15."

"Thank you!"

She hangs up, sighing as she finishes her coffee. She stands, grabbing her bag as Nero stands, following after her. She opens the black door to the sleek sports car, Nero jumping into the front seat as she closes the door before getting into the driver seat, pulling off.
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The agents watch as the woman in a black, three-piece pinstripe suit with a silk black shirt that has a deep scoop neck with black heels. It fits her perfectly as she walks, the black Cane Corso next to her silently walking. She enters the conference room, making the group look at her.

"Where's the fire?"

"Miss Hel. Agent Nick Fury."

"Hello. Bucky called me saying he needs a favour or you all need a favour."

"Yes. Do you know Ulysses Klaue?"

"Why?"

"We want to bring him in."

"Alive or dead?"

"Excuse me?"

"Alive," she says slowly. "Or dead."

"Alive...why?"

"I guess Bucky didn't tell you what I do for a living?"

"No. No, he failed to mention that."

Bucky rubs his neck as Fury looks at him.

"I am an assassin. I kill people for a living. Klaue is my next target. If you want him dead or even alive, you have to beat my current price tag."

"What is your current price tag?" Fury asks.

"$20 million for him dead."

The room goes deathly silent.

"Twenty....million?" Steve says. "US Dollars?"

"Yes Rogers. US dollars."

"We can't pay you that," Natasha says.

"Then you don't want my help. And that's fine. If that's all--"

"My apologies for my lateness,"  says a new voice as the man enters the room with a bald-headed woman with him.

"It is fine your majesty," Fury says. "King T'Challa, Miss Hel. Miss Hel, King T'Challa."

"Your first name is Miss?" T'Challa says eyebrow raised.

Kasdeya chuckles.

"No. Kasdeya."

"Pleasure to meet you, Miss Hel. What are we talking about?"