Bullets flew past your head, deeply embedding themselves in the sandy stone behind you.

"Hey maybe we actually shoot some of the people trying to shoot back at us."

"No. Not yet." She knelt behind the window, peeking her head above to take a sly look before quickly returning.

"So what exactly is your master plan then?" You raised your above the window, but she quickly knocked it out of your hand, sending it skidding along the piles of debris and shattered glass.

"I said no!" She meticulously checker her watch every few seconds.

"We need to do something otherwise we're not going to make it out of here alive!"

"Who is the master assassin here and who is the new recruit?" Even in circumstances like these she managed to stay sarcastic as well as collected.

"Do not worry my little apprentice. Everything is under control. I would stay under cover if I was you." She stood up with her gun leant against the wall, her arms spread out to the side and a smug smile on her face. Bullet flew around her yet she did not move.

"Tonight ladies and gentlemen, we have a very special guest." The bullets stopped as the enemy soldiers looked at each other in confusion before staring up towards the clear sky as a single missile flew over the horizon and plummeted into the road.

A shockwave of intense energy erupted from the centre, sending already derelict buildings tumbling towards the floor and the people in them down too.

"See, I told you that we would be okay."

From the epicentre of the blast, the outline of a man could be seen from within the whirlwind of dust and debris, he shielded his face with a gauntleted hand and walked towards the two of you. You bolted for the rifle and with trembling hands went to put him in your scopes. The trigger depressed half-way down before Widow knocked the gun out of your hands once more before waving at the man, who waved back.

"This is Akande, you haven't met him yet. Thank the stars that he didn't see you raise his weapon towards him!"

"Couldn't you have told me that this was the plan a bit earlier on? Maybe before I started fearing for my life?"

"Eh, what can I say? I think it is a hobby of mine to prove you wrong."

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Written by Aaron

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