Hello everyone. I decided to put the next chapter up. I've checked it like a billion times for spelling and grammar, so it should be fine. Please enjoy.
-That Night-
Scarlett Banks arrived at Gala right on time, stepping out of her limo with the help of the chauffer. Her bright red hair was pulled back and pinned into a low bun and her bright blue eyes stood out against the black mascara on her eyelashes. She was wearing a red halter dress where the neckline came into a low 'V'. Two triangle cutouts were on each side of the dress at the waist. Silver sequins were scattered over the dress. She had silver strappy heels on.
As Scarlett walked into the building, the flashing of cameras reminded her to smile. She revealed glittering white teeth and a radiant attitude. Once she was safely inside, she returned to her normal, unsmiling self.
Throughout the night, she danced on the dance floor with various celebrities or friends. Scarlett soon became bored so she headed to the bar off to the left of the large room.
"Bourbon, please." She asked the bartender.
"Of course." The bartender nodded and began filling her order.
"I'll have one as well." A man spoke up, who was leaning on the bar, looking at Scarlett.
Scarlett rolled her eyes as the bartender slid her drink towards her. The bartender turned to get another bourbon.
"I'm Wade, by the way." The man introduced himself. He had a perfectly tailored suit on with a perfectly tied bowtie.
Scarlett tried to ignore him by taking a sip of her drink.
"You don't strike me as a bourbon kind of gal. But I guess you can't judge a person by their cover. Especially if their cover is as pretty as yours." Wade gave Scarlett a half-smile.
"You know," Scarlett paused, turning to face Wade, "I can't tell if it's your voice or what you're saying that's annoying. But something about you intrigues me." Scarlett gave Wade a sly smile, setting her drink down on the bar. "If you'll excuse me." She turned to leave as slow music started playing.
"Miss Banks?" Scarlett was approached by an older man dressed in a Major's uniform, with 'Stryker' stitched on the right side. "May I have this dance?" He asked politely, holding out an arm.
Scarlett immediately knew what was going on. "Of course." She put on a false smile, taking his arm.
Major Stryker placed a hand on Scarlett's left side and held her right hand up. Scarlett put her left hand on Stryker's forearm. Stryker started dancing, leading Scarlett along.
"I must be a very important person to you, Major Stryker." Scarlett inferred.
"And why is that, Miss Banks?" Stryker smiled at her, tilting his head slightly.
"Well, that man at the bar, Wade, obviously knows you and had two swords concealed on his body. And the man standing by the door has a sidearm who is constantly looking at you. The cowboy hat really gives him away." Scarlett smiled back.
"I see." Stryker nodded.
"One guard is fine, and two is excessive. But, three is overkill. The sniper trained on me from the rooftop of the next building over should really consider a spot where the lights of the billboard behind him aren't shining down on him." Scarlett explained, tilting her head, a smirk crawling onto her face.
"One can never be too prepared." Stryker defended himself.
"Just one would have been fine with me." Scarlett flashed a sweet smile.
Stryker chuckled. "Miss Banks, I have an opportunity for you that you can't refuse."
"Oh, and what is that?" Scarlett seemed intrigued.
"I am putting together a team of special individuals with special missions and special privileges." Stryker explained.
"And what makes you think I'm qualified?" Scarlett asked.
"The abilities you possess are quite extraordinary and I believe you will be a valuable asset to my team." Stryker answered.
"Why do you think I would drop everything I'm doing to join your team?" Scarlett fired back.
"I think you want to reveal your true nature and let your power free." Stryker added.
Scarlett already had her answer in mind before Stryker had even asked her to dance. "You will give me 12 hours. You can bring a car to my house, considering you probably know where I live." Scarlett smiled, letting go of Stryker. "Good night, Major." Scarlett walked away as the music ended.
She stared at the sniper as she walked off the dance floor. Walking past the bar, Scarlett eyed Wade. She smirked at him and then looked away. She walked to the entrance of the building, giving a small genuine smile to the man standing there. He politely tipped his hat in recognition and opened the door for Scarlett.
Cameras flashed once again, so Scarlett put on her award-winning smile as she walked down the carpet. She waved to the crowd as she entered her limo. Her smile disappeared as soon as the door closed.
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