It started with a simple mission. As simple as every mission she has ever done has been. It sounded simple; her boss had surely made it seem that way. But how simple can it be to play into a life that wasn't hers? How simple can it be to fight a couple of bodyguards and have to patch yourself up in your dark apartment? How simple can it be to watch someone else put a bullet through the target? How simple can it be when your identity gets revealed and you end up in the most complex situation possible? Simple, my ass. [ 𝖒! 𝖔𝖈 𝖝 𝖋! 𝖔𝖈 𝖝 𝖒! 𝖔𝖈 ] [ 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟱𝟲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗶 𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗮 ] [ 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘭'𝘴 𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 ]

There were three types of women after experiencing a traumatic event. The first type - always trying to find shelter. They just don't know where to look. They think the first house that felt like that past home will be the best for her. She doesn't realize she's looking with her eyes closed, not by choice but because someone was already covering them for her. The second type - the complete opposite of the first type. She tries to find shelter that's the opposite of that place she could never truly call home. It doesn't matter if it's at the core of the Earth, if there was only one place that didn't have to remind her of her past, she'll wait centuries for it. She doesn't know the way there but she doesn't need a guide; she will figure it out. The third type - she's always a special case. Not special in a good way. The third type always ends up dead. No matter what she tries to change, how good she could've been, she always ends the same way she was born: alone and in the hands of someone she thought she could trust. [ 𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖋𝖆/𝖆𝖈 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖝 𝖔𝖈'𝖘 ] [ captain america: the first avenger - agent carter s2 ] [ book 1 of the berlusconi saga ]