kate bishop x oc
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"I swear if you point another gun at my face I will lodge an arrow up your ass!"
Mac smirks and says "Like to see you try."
Clint groans and says "Don't make me separate you two again. Mackenzie behave."
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─────── ⴵ ─────── tw: violence, skip to the gif of Kate if you don't like violence
I look around the base we've invaded and I clear my throat "Amelia update." I wait for a response as I knit through the bodies on the ground. "Amelia now."
"Amelia! Update!"
She breathlessly says "You... You left me with 12 guards! I'm getting there!"
I sigh and say "Will?"
"Infiltrating the files now."
I nod and say "C?"
"All clear on the roof."
I look to Will as he knocks the witnesses out cold with the barrel of the large gun in his hands.
Quickly I make my way through the hallway, my gun raised. Men charge towards me on the right and I back up as I hear the bullets hit the wall inches away from my body
With quick movements I hold the rifle out and fire the large gun at the oncoming guards. It's a blood bath.
I stop shooting and listen for other footsteps. I turn the corner and shoot the man approaching at a quick speed.
I step over the bodies that quickly dripping blood. The carpet floors beginning to absorb the excess amount of blood
The large staircase looks interesting. I step up the staircase and look to the apartment door. I hear shuffling behind the door and a gun cock. My attention snaps to the pile of mail sticking out of the mail container
I grab the pile of mail near the door and read my targets name on the bills.
I have an idea
I knock on the door saying "Post office."
I hold the letter to the looking hole on the door and my rifle right behind it. The man peers through the looking hole on the door and I fire my bullet through the hole immediately killing him. God he's so stupid. He doesn't even know his base is being invaded and he peeks through the looking glass expecting to see a postal worker
I hear a body slack and I drop the letter and push my shoulder into the door, breaking the lock. I push the door open and kick the body to the side
My gloved hands skim the walls as I look around. I look to the empty apartment. No photos. Nothing.
A bed and some other crap.
Then I look to the filing cabinet. I open it with the key in the dead man's pocket and skim through the contents of the files.
I stop mid file when I see reports on the winter soldier. More and more reports.
I slide my lighter out of my pocket and torch the files. I drop the flamed file back into the pile of files I gathered
