Chapter 2

A Russian's Assassination

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Your plane touched down in Russia around 8 and a half hours after you left. That was probably record time. It was 6:00pm and from where you and Clint had landed, you got in a dark blue van with the shield logo on the side. The van was now yours to use on the mission, inside the back of the van, one wall of the was covered with various weapons well the other had state of the arc computers and tracking systems.

"Let's get to work. (c/n) I want you to get to work on tracking our target." Said Clint.

"Don't worry about that, I've already started." You said in a mocking tone.

"WHEN!?!?! WE JUST GOT ON THIS THING!?!?" Clint yelled in shock to you mocking him.

"Well S.H.I.E.L.D planes do have wifi." You said reverting back to your monotone. In truth you did have some emotions, if you didn't then that probably meant you weren't human. You just never ever showed them and to physical things like pain and laughter you questioned whether or not that was just the minds tricks or if that was in fact feelings.

"*sigh* Okay (c/n), where is our target?" Asked Clint

"In Stalingrad, right where Fury said she would be." You answered.

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It had been about a 13 hour drive to get from Moscow, where your plane had landed, to Stalingrad. The whole way there you kept a constant visual on your targets estimated location. When you finally arrived it was 7 am. You and Clint had been switching off who drove the whole way there.

*Ping*

"What was that?" Asked Clint

"Pull over, were in our target area." You said. With that Clint pulled into a nearby parking garage and climbed into the back with you.

"Okay so do you have our targets picture?" He asked.

"Yeah, here." You replied well handing him a picture. It showed a woman with Auburn hair, green eyes, and no facial flaws.

"So why do think she's so good with what she does? Not counting the fact the red room probably trained her." You asked

"She most likely uses her natural gifts as a seductress." Clint replied, you stared at him a bit dumbfounded.

"What? She's very clearly HOT." He said emphasizing the word hot. "You know in some ways she looks kind of like you."

"Agent? If she is a seductress I don't think Fury should have sent you on this job. Clearly you can't handle it. Oh, and I'm going to take that last part as both a compliment and an insult. Because one in a way you're implying that I'm hot and two don't compare me to her because she is our target and going to be dead by at least tomorrow morning." You said, now it was Clint's turn to stare at you dumbfounded.

*Ping, Ping, Ping*

"Our targets close." Said Clint returning to a more stern nature realizing that you guys were still on a very important mission.

"Okay, let's drive to the top floor and park near the edge of the building so we can see the street below." You said.

"Perfect, I see better from a distance." Said Clint, he then climbed back in front and continued to the top of the building.

"Were at the edge (c/n), lets get our gear and take a look at the streets of Russia." Said Clint. He opened the back doors of the van and hoped in he grabbed a bow, and a quiver filled with as many arrows as he could stuff in it. You grabbed a pistol and put in the holster on your right thigh. You then grabbed your weapon that made you stand out from other S.H.I.E.L.D agents, a sword. You put it in its hilt and grabbed your belt, you also grabbed your "suit" courtesy of Tony Stark the billionaire playboy that originally gave you the suit as a 'I'm sorry I hit on you, please don't break my nose again' present. It was a bullet proof vest with one sleeve which was on the right to protect the arm you held your sword with. Also at the press of a button a helmet comes up a covers the top half of your face so just your nose and mouth show. Of course It was all in black to fit the basic colors of S.H.I.E.L.D. You and Clint then walked to the edge of the building where you could see the street below. According to the information of shield stalls you target was on this street.

"There! (c/n) look!" Shouted Clint about 20 minutes into the stakeout.

I do not own marvel. This is only a fan fiction based off of the avengers.