When Clint first saw her she was wearing a sleek, long black dress, her long red hair was blowing in the wind and she wore a careful smile, forced into place. She looked so unbelievably small through the scope. It was the first time since joining shield he'd questioned his orders.
"Coulson, that can't be her surely? She's still a kid!"
"Focus Barton; do not underestimate her. Target is confirmed" Phil's calm cool reply came through the coms link
Clint groaned a little; she was his target, she barely looked 15. As much as the dress and make up made her look a little older; anyone who wanted to could clearly see through to the child underneath, he was amazed she'd even gotten into the fancy party she strolled round so naturally.
He watched her as she moved through the crowded room and made contact with her target.
Clint was supposed to let her make the kill before he carried out the assassination. Her target was someone shield wanted dead as well; might as well make use of her before they killed her.
Three hours later and he saw her slip through a third storey window; no longer wearing the sleek black dress she wore a black cat suit and broke instantly into a run when she hit the ground. Her mission was complete. Now his began...
