Marvel Imangines

Wilson's Villain

Anita's POV

Let's get to the point. I am Anita Wilson, a villain. They call me Cutthroat. My favorite to kill my victims, cutting into their skin before slitting their throat. I've been myself for the past 5 years. Police are the worst at catching me. Do I have family? Yes. I love them all. Except, for one person. My brother. Sam Wilson. You may know his as the Falcon. I hate him with a fiery passion in my...well...I don't have a soul...so...heart. All because he is a 'hero'. 

The police finally handed their investigation about me over to the Avengers. Which makes my job a bit harder. It's all the buzz in the black market. 

"Why won't you let me do it!?" I yell. The mobster, Wario, snarls. 

"Because, the Avengers are looking for you. I don't need you risking my plan. If the  Avengers catch you in the act, my job won't get done." He explains in a calm voice. I stomp my way up to his chair, even though I'm supposed to be 7 feet away from him at all times. His boys point their guns at me. 

"Look, I am the best goddamn hit woman ever since Deadshot died. I can guarantee you, your job won't be done properly by someone else. I won't get caught by grown men costumes." I growl. Wario leans in close. 

"You are known for leaving a trail." 

"Then I won't." I say. One of his goons pushes me back. "Let me do it. Also, add one thousand dollars to the reward." I demand. Wario chuckles. 

"Why should I do that?" He ask, sly. I smirk at him. 

"For wasting my time and pissing me off." My smirk disappeared. Wario rolled his eyes and shooed me away. 

Two Weeks Later 

FUCK! I knew I should have never taken the job! 

Let me get you up to speed. I did Wario's job. But the asshat set me up! He made sure the Military was there to take me down. Sadly, they did. With rubber bullets and tasers. It took five of them to put me on the ground. Good thing the stuff works. 

Right now, I'm in the back of a black van, heading to god knows where. Four soldiers were in the van with me. They were all dressed differently than any authority I have ever seen. Well, not like I'v seen many soldiers in my time. They put me in wrist cuffs that connected to a collar around my neck by a chain. My ankles had their own cuffs too. 

Once we finally stopped, they lead me out o the van harshly. I got a glimpse of the building before they put a bag over my head. SHIELD Headquarters. SHEILD? Why would Wario call SHIELD? Unless he knows...

The bag was taken off my head after they sat me down in a chair and hooked my cuffs up. 

Sam's POV

Bucky, Steve, Tony,and I all headed down to Headquarters. Apparently someone called in an anonymous tip where Cutthroat would be at what time. I guess it was true. As soon as we walked in, people all around were whispering. "Cutthroat is a girl?" Some man asked his friend in a low voice. We get greeted by Hill. She looks irritated. 

"Bad day?" Steve asks. Hill nods. 

"Cutthroat won't crack. She's been in the room for an hour. We have cycled through 4 different people. Including Coulson and Johnson. If you guy can't crack her, we have to result to Fury. You know we won't like that." Hill explains. 

"I might have a little robot that can help with that..." Tony says, trailing off with a smirk. Steve nudged him. Hill starts to lead us to her. 

The first thing we see, an agent left hooking her face. We all catch a glimpse of it. Seeing who it was, my jaw dropped. She spits out some blood. The agent grabs the collar of her shirt, pulling their faces close together. He raises his hand to slap her. My legs move as quick as they can to barge in there. 

"GET AWAY FROM HER!!" I scream, throwing the man off. He hit the wall and slides down. Steve and Bucky come running in. Steve hold me back while Bucky helps the man up. 

"Sam!" Steve scolds. I glare him before shoving his hands off. I look at Cutthroat. Her head was bowed so her face was covered by curled hair. The rush of adrenaline wore off, I had to catch my breath. 

"Anita?" I call. Cutthroat didn't move. 

"Who?" She asked. She kind of sounded like Anita. It's when I glanced down at her fidgeting hands that I knew it was her. She was tracing a scar on her wrist, back on forth. The scar was in the exact same place as Anita's. Anita also traces it. 

"Anita. I know it's you." I growl. Tears pricked my eyes. 

"Sam, you know her?" Bucky asks. I nod. 

"She's my sister." I answer. There was thick tension as Anita raised her head. It was her. She snarled at me. I shake my head. "You're Cutthroat?" I ask. Anita nods. I decided to scan her. She has a lot of injuries. Black eye, cut on her eyebrow, bloody mouth, tiny bruises that covered her exposed skin. Which was a lot. A tear escaped. "How could you do this?" I sob. Anita leans in. 

"I'm not saying anything while Legally Blonde is in the room." My sister say. I turn to Steve and Bucky. 

"Go." I softly command. They submit. I turn back to Anita. 

"What do you want to know?" She asks. 

"EVERYTHING!!" I yell, slamming my hand on the table. Anita flinches. I take a deep breath and stand up straight. "You left us. Mom, me-"

"You ignored me! I thought the whole family would be better off without me! Since I was such a burden!" 

"What made you think that?" I ask. It hurt. Anita was now the one crying. 

"All my life, I was stuck in your shadow. No one cared about the stupid baby sister, just the amazing big brother, who wanted to do good. I was cast aside from the day I was born! You got all the good presents, the cool school supplies. I got your hand-me-downs. It just worse as we got older. But you never saw it. No. Because you were too high on your pedestal to see me neck deep in bullshit." she monologues. I sigh. She's right. I never saw it. 

"So you became a Villian?" I ask. Anita scoffs. 

"I prefer Hitwoman. How I get my pay." I shushed as loud as I could. 

"Do you know you just admitted to a crime!" I whisper yells. Anita shrugs. She seems so unfazed. 

"Well, as your big brother, its my job to keep you safe-"

"Bullshit! Then you are crap at your job! You have never kept me safe my entire life!" She yelled, chains rattling. I didn't know how to respond. There was an awkward silence before she broke it. "Why am I at SHIELD anyway? Isn't this only for freaks?" She asked. I shrug. 

"They are not freaks." I grumble. That's when Coulson came in. 

"But you are one of us, Ms. Wilson." Coulson says. What!? Anita's eye widen in fear instead of shock. "We found traces of your blood off Agent Halloway's hand. Ran it through the system. Blood of a Cat, fox and more." Coulson added. I turn to my little sister. 

"What the hell did you do!?" I ask. Anita's chest was heaving. 

"I was scared okay! He said that it would make life easier for me. He was right!" Anita pleads. I calm down a bit. 

"What would make life easier?'

"A serum. He injected it into me." She answered. OH MY GOD SHE IS SO STUPID!! 

"What did the serum do!?" I interrogate. Anita hesitates, but I glare at her. She shift her mouth before opening it and closing her eyes. She had fangs like a cat. She closes her mouth and opens her eyes. Her pupils were diamonds. 

"Night vision, agility, amazing sense of smell." She answers. I shook my head in disbelief. 

Anita got put into a cell at SHIELD. Sam came to visit her on Tuesdays and Fridays. He tried to rekindle their relationship, but to no avail.