ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪᴠ- ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴡɪɴɢꜱ

Okay, yes, I wouldn't know how to drive a car if it weren't for a little training at Hydra, which was a privilege only I got since I was more trusted.

I thought about this as I drove my elbow in a car window and let it shatter, triggering the annoying alarm as well as some eyes from the residents which I ignored. Ripping the hoodie off me, unlocking the car and slipping in I use yet another skill Hydra trained me to use; hot wiring.

Finishing under a minute, I place my foot on the gas pedal just as I heard an expected 'Hey! That's my car!' My eyes searched for the person and when they found him I blew him a kiss and drove off, leaving behind an echo of an 'I'm calling the cops!' Which I couldn't help but smirk at. The Avengers can't take me but the cops will? Yeah, sure.

As soon as I'm half way through the streets of New York, I get an intense gut feeling... like a pair of unwanted eyes on me, so I drive in a parking building and step out of the car, aiming my pistol at every dark corner I find suspicious. The feeling grew; taking that as a sign I quickly move out of the way, and soon enough a red tranquilliser lands in the spot I recently occupied. Aha! So there is an idiot who's following me, looks like my cover is blown. I look up and see a silhouette of a man hiding in the shadows, and feeling my eyes on him he drew away out of my sight when I started shooting bullets at him.

Soon enough another feeling grew and turning around I see his familiar figure; a man with wings... hmm, I heard about him. I lifted my gun, aiming once more. I heard something else about him... what was it? Oh yeah! He had a dr-

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," He said. Something electrical buzzed in my ear, turning towards it I saw his infamous pet drone. Furrowing my eyebrows and tilting my head I aimed at it and shot it at the same time it shot another tranquilliser at me, burying it in my arm. I looked back at the drone which was struggling to keep hovering and shot it three more times, crashing down on the ground. I removed the needle from my skin without sound and threw it on the ground near the messed up electronic.

My vision started blurring and breathing became a hard task as the man with wings emerged out of nowhere and started to walk slowly towards me, careful as ever, not wanting to scare me, "Ma'am, I am going to need you to calm down, it's for your own good. We're here to help."

Hearing that famous last line, dizzy how I was, I started shooting at him as he protected himself with the wings. I felt my head getting heavier by the second and my skin felt hot and sweaty against the uniform. The sound of my heartbeat sounded in my ear. I shook my head attempting to clear the blur in my vision. My throat suddenly felt like it was closing my airway, choking me. I dropped the gun and both of my hands flew to my throat, clawing at it as I choked for air. and in a matter of seconds I felt my pulse slowing and my eyes giving up on me. A million thoughts ran through my head, I'm so doomed.

I felt the man behind me as my body gave up on me, holding me up. I turned my tired eyes at him and heard him say, "Yeah, Cap... I got her," his voiced filled with pity for what he had to do. And the last thing I saw was black.

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No no- I swear I did not just google what's the roman number of four. I'm not that stu-