In a woods, a sunny woods, not one of these creepy dark ones, there was a girl. She was tall and bony, with white-silver hair that went down to her ankles. Her hair on her left side was the palest, most unnoticeable shade of gray, though she tried not to show it. Her eyes were the most beautiful shade of blue, like pools of fresh rain water. Her left eye was slightly red though. No one noticed her gray hair or red eye, no one but her, she always noticed. She was old, though she looked about 17, not like 84 or something, she was older than time and space or so she was led to believe. She had many names but here it was Misha Willowsong, but she prefered Shadowchaser.
She lifted her head as a girl with two super powerful looking golden machine guns strapped onto her back superspeed to the base of her tree. This girl's name was Cassandra Cook, A.K.A Sharpshooter.
"Hello Sharpshooter." Shadowchaser said.
"Shadow." Cassandra replied.
"Is it true? Is he dead?" Shadow asked.
"Yes"
"How?"
"Assassinated by order of the Red Skull, but you did your job,"
"Do you remember what I said back when I left,"
"If it wasn't you you'd kill them,"
"Yes, and I wasn't, so I'll be in Canada if you need me," She lifted her giant black bat wings and took off into the air. She replayed it in her head.
She was brought there by the Canadian government. They said they could help her make the vishans more organized, to make her unstoppable. They gave her claws made of the sharpest most unbreakable substance in all of the known universe, the dragon Galanty's claws. How she got them she did not know. How they gave her a team, The Undefeatable. Her team mate, Flashback's death and how her other teammate The Bear became one of her worst enemies. How she swore if she did not do what she was made to do, kill Captain America, she would kill those who made her into a super weapon, the people at Weapon X.