Well, well, well, look who we have here..

So I am back with a BRAND-NEW fan fiction (as I promised), and I hope you guys enjoy it!

With great care, Ebony Embers pressed 'enter' on the MacBook keyboard. Her breath hitched in anticipation as she waited for a response.

She'd been planning for this for months. Studying the architecture, finding the guard schedules, the whereabouts of the computer rooms... it was all done with the greatest care.

Suddenly, the previously dark screen lit up with one word in bold, green lettering; 'Access Granted'.

She almost shouted in glee as she silently pumped her gloved wrist. Then, she composed herself, knowing it was time to get in. After all, she only had... 14 minutes and 39 seconds left. She better get moving fast.

A second later, Ebony had piled out of the van, and pulled her dark-grey hoodie up so it shielded her face. Her car was only parked a few blocks from the facility, so it wouldn't be too much of an effort to get there.

Oh, that's right.

Ebony was breaking into the one and only Avengers facility.

Usually, she wouldn't say that she would often do this (actually, that was wrong. She would), but her buyer was bidding an amount of money she desperately needed. So she'd just have to take a risk, unless she wanted to live on the manly roads of New York, where it was harsh as shit. Or so, it was her opinion, which was partially true.

After walking through the trees for a few silent minutes, the silence almost deafening her, she saw light and open grass space. The large field had been illuminated with several large lamps, and Ebony sighed. She'd originally intended not to wreck anything, but if they discovered her, she knew she'd be dead meat.

With a swift flick of her wrist, the lamps flickered for a bit, then died down, leaving everything engulfed in darkness.

Luckily, Ebony was so accustomed to the dark now that she didn't even mind it. She just mentally counted down the little time she had to break into, hack and download, then escape out of one of the most guarded facilities on Earth. It had sort of been a habit, counting the seconds. It was her second nature.

Making a crazed sprint across the field, Ebony almost grinned to herself. She felt proud in some way that no alarms had gone off yet, even though she was currently dashing down one of their well-manicured lawn fields. I guess they sorta let their guard down.

Finally, she made it to a wall. At least there was a start. The wall was white, and tiled, and by her estimate, probably not easy to climb. But she didn't need to climb it.

Pulling out a lock pick set, she settled for the small screwdriver, unscrewing the bolts on the air vent, just above the surface. Then, she fit her petite body straight into that vent.

At first, the cool air hit her right in the face. But after a while of crawling in the dark like a lizard, it only felt like a breeze, and soon, she didn't feel a thing as she knew she was just above the precious computer rooms.

Well, that wasn't so tough after all.

She made a clean drop out of the ceiling, careful for her black leather boots not to make a sound on the concrete floor. The room, as the others were, was dark, and there were several screens and devices scattered into every nook and cranny available. In some way, it had a rhythm to it.

Ebony didn't focus on that now. Instead, she pulled out her tiny, 2-inch flash drive she'd had for 3 years, and inserted it into one of the many rows of computers.

Her gloved fingers skittering across the keyboard was the only sound audible the entire time. By the time she had finished, she had 5 minutes left, and mentally high-fived herself for finishing up early. But now, she needed to get the hell outta here.

Unfortunately, her mostly silent quest was interrupted as a man shone a flashlight at her and yelled at her in his deep baritone voice.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Ebony gave a small eye roll, before turning to the man.

"Oh, you know," she replied, sarcasm dripping in her voice like poison. "Hunting elephants, the usual."

And with that, she flicked her wrist again, and the torch lost its light.

"Hey! What the-"

The man's loud voice was cut off with Ebony knocking him square in the face. He fell to the concrete ground with a thump and Ebony winced.

That's gonna hurt later.

At least she still had her mask and hoodie on, which meant the man probably wouldn't be able to identify anything except for her voice. Which, by the way, was pretty useless. She was basically off the radar.

With a resigned sigh, she pulled out her 'borrowed' grappling hook, and shot it at the ceiling, pulling herself into the air ducts once again. She could already hear the other guy's colleague, clearly noticing something wrong, most likely shouting into his headset something like 'call for backup'. But Ebony didn't have time to hear as she was already clanging her way back to the outside.

She cursed her recklessness. She thought she knew the guard schedule off by heart! Oh well. At least she had a grudge against Hendricks now, who fed her that bullshit. Traitor. Of course she couldn't trust Hendricks, he wanted her in the slammer since she interrogated him as a fake cop and got valuable intel. That sort of does bruise a man's ego.

She finally rolled out of the vent, feeling the grass on her neck as she literally did a roll out of the vent. Then, she quickly bolted the opening shut, making sure no one would know how she entered.

With a sigh of resignation, she remembered how much time she had left. 3 minutes, 27 seconds.

Then, she turned and wished she didn't.

Before her stood someone. In fact, she didn't need any special intel to tell her that the man in front of her, with his long, chocolate hair and dark clothes and a silver arm was James Buchanan Barnes. Alias; Winter Soldier. Supposedly almost 100 years old.

He didn't have his mask thing on now, and it looked like he was... smirking? Well, an upturned side of his perfectly curved lips definitely said so. And there was a wicked gleam in his sky-blue eyes that Ebony wished she hadn't seen.

Before he could react in any way, she kicked him into the back of his knee, sending him staggering. Then, she shoved him into the grass and dirt, finally sprinting of like a true madwoman. She knew that his smirk would be wiped by now.

Even though her lungs felt like they were on fire and every muscle was currently screaming at her you didn't plan for this, she continued on. When she had finally made it to the indigo van, a thin sheen of sweat lay atop her face, although most of it was masked off. Her heart hammered in her ribcage, and she hoped this guy, no matter how super soldier he is, would catch up with her.

Aaaand... she had spoken too soon. Of course she had.

When she slammed the driver's seat door shut, she checked her mirror to see him nearly at the van, jumping past fallen logs and overgrown roots.

Caring no longer to look at the somewhat hot soldier (hot? Where the hell had that come from? Oh well, he was a super soldier), she slammed her foot on the gas pedal, and the car went charging like a bull. The force almost knocked her back, but she kept driving.

She didn't go under 90 miles per hour until she reached the borders of New York City. That's when reality actually caught up with her and struck her in the face with a brick.

Somehow, Ebony had just gone into the Avengers facility, and gotten out alive.

And she'd also seen the guy she'd been held hostage by.

Well... you can tell me what you think so far!

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