Clint smirked at something behind me, I turned around to see Peter walking into the training room. I waved and at the same time heard the twang of a bowstring.

I ducked, the practice arrow flying right over my head. I turn back to face him and smile, although he can't see the faint glint of my fangs, his face slightly pales, clearly figuring out this wouldn't be as easy as he thought.

I remove my black flats with tiny-spiked tread and toss them aside. I wouldn't need them. I began to circle him, my feet faintly moving to the beat of the drums in my head. This very clearly causes him unease. Probably wondering why I removed my shoes before fighting him.

I charge.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Peter's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I walked into the training room where I saw Agent Scythe and Clint beginning to spar. Clint smiles in my direction, and as she turns to face and wave to me he shoots his practice arrow at her head. I don't know how she knew it was coming, but the moment he released the bowstring she ducked as the arrow went sailing over her head. She faced him, and after a split second, removed her shoes and threw them out of the way. I wonder what she's planning?

She charges and as soon as Clint trains his bow on her she jumps. I don't know where she went until she seems to appear out of thin air behind him, kicking his legs and they collapse like wet noodles. She pins him down and slightly twists his arm just barely enough that it is only uncomfortable and doesn't hurt.

How did she do that? She managed to sneak up on him, a spy, and she used no weapons. Not to mention she dodged the arrow and managed to take him down in like, two minutes or less.

Just who is she really?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Tidedancer's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I jumped and hid in the rafters, waiting until he was properly confused before dropping down behind him. I kicked the right spots on his tendons and he fell. I pinned him and twisted his arm, his smirk gone. He cried out that he yielded, so I got up and put back on my shoes. Who knows how much sweat is on this floor? 

I go over to Peter, who appears to be having an inner monologue, and gently shake him out of it. When he notices what's happening, he (under the mask) grins ear to ear. He invites me to watch Disney with him. What is Disney?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~lE tImE sKiP~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

We managed to watch Tangled, Finding Nemo, and both Frozens before Nat, Thor, Loki, and Wanda walked in. Loki sat on a chair and started reading a book called Scythe, by Neal Shusterman. I would need to ask him to borrow that later. Meanwhile, the others sat in a trail and started doing each other's hair. They asked me if I wanted to join, (somehow) forgetting about my hood. Luckily I have a thick black and crimson veil that I could put on, covering my face.

They all gaped.

They were all staring and I remembered I didn't hide my cat ears. Whoops. Oh well.

I flatten my ears before flicking them up again, a silent warning not to mess too much with the hair around them. I begin doing Wanda's hair who was doing Thor's, who was doing Nat's while Nat starts on mine.

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I'm shocked. She's wearing a veil so we couldn't see her face, but among her golden-blond hair, we could clearly see white cat ears. She flattens them before flicking them back up, so I'm guessing she doesn't want us to touch them. She starts brushing Wanda's hair from where I left off with swift yet gentle movements. I start brushing her hair, and it's like silk. Nice to touch and easy to brush. I know exactly what I want to do.

I finish brushing her hair and make two small braids, one above each of her (normal) ears, then gently bring them toward the back and join them in a larger braid. I begin putting small flowers in her hair, which seem to secure themselves in place and turn a brighter color. 

It looks beautiful if I do say so myself.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Tidedancer's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I feel tiny flowers get placed in my hair. I hope they weren't wilted at all. Otherwise, when they perk back up they'll suspect something. But they seem young and healthy, so it's fine. I know what I'll do for Wanda. She seems like she never really go a childhood, so a cute hairstyle may be best. I make two tiny braids with the hair closest to her face and put the rest in a floral ponytail holder. I think for a moment, then stop since there's really nothing else to do to it.

When they finish I stand up and walk over to Loki, and sit on the chair next to him. He seems to know what I was about to ask about, despite respectfully not going in my head, and says to me, "I take it you want to borrow this? I was only rereading it, so it's fine. They actually seem a bit similar to you. You both wear the same type of robes, you both kill and share the name or title of Scythe, you both though also seem to still have a conscience based on what Spiderman told us about the zoo. Here, take a look" He hands me the book.

It's actually really good, and it quickly pulls me in. I only put it down to use the restroom.

Once I'm in there I lock the door. Luckily FRIDAY doesn't have any cameras in there, which makes sense cause bathroom. I pull down my hood at look at my eyes. My ears. My fangs.

What am I? And in reality, who am I? I know I am Tidedancer, and I know I am 'Agent Scythe' as they call me. But although I'm in the robes I'm not on a mission but in leisurely time. So which outweighed which? 

Furthermore, what am I? 

I look human but I have the ears and tail of a cat. Purple color-changing eyes, which I enchanted to look only blue during school, are definitely not normal. (please do not call me normal, it's offensive thank you very much) I have these powers, and I was not raised by my real mother, whoever she is. I have these fangs and the half-blessing half-curse that goes with them. 

So who am I really? Who am I right now? Tidedancer or Agent Scythe? I don't know.

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Yes, I will try to get at least a little bit more of Peter's POV if y'all want.

Thanks for sticking with me! Web you later, Spiderfans! <3