Hello there! So this is going to be my first published fan fiction. I'm currently thinking a Steve x OC story. I of course do not own the avengers or anything associated with them much to my dismay. I only own my OC's. please rate and review I would fully appreciate feedback!
Here I am. Mila, 24 years old, and singing in some dumpy little joint. It's pathetic, most of the people in here (men) are too shit-faced drunk to appreciate anything I sing anyways. I look down while on stage to find a scruffy looking man tugging at my leg sniggering.
"Hey there babe, wanna finish up 'ere and come for a ride with me and my pals?"
I glare at him distastefully, then place a cheap coy smile on my face, with a slight southern drawl answer him.
"Why I would love to, just let me pack up here." I turn around and start moving some amps off stage. " Say why don't you tell me your name handsome?"
That man, dare I call that creature that, looks at me hungrily, almost salivating at the thought of what he would be forcing from me tonight . "My name's Dave, and yours beautiful?"
I grimace as I give him my code name.
"Brenna. Brenna Williams." I shoot him a winning smile as I grab my jacket and come off if stage.
"Show me the way" I gesture.
Him and what I would assume to be two of his "pals" start leading me out. We turn into an ally as i roll my eyes.
Totally A-typical. I hear two of them with my inhuman hearing saying how this would be their third this week. Little do they know that it will be their last.