Chapter Two
Alli watched Tony Stark until he resigned for the night and went into his bedroom with Pepper Potts. Her bones were stiff and sore from laying in the same position for several hours and her eyes almost hurt from looking through the binoculars for so long. She grunts in pain while sitting up and places her binoculars back in the bag.
She walks down the street and decides to go to the local gym to refresh her memory on hand-to-hand fighting. Since it was two in the morning, she didn't expect anyone to be there. She heard the familiar smack against a punching bag as she got closer to the doorway going into the gym and saw Steve Rodgers in a heated battle with a blue punching bag. Every time he hit, his swings got stronger and more fierce. A few minutes later, the bag flies off of the hook with a snap and slams against the wall. He sighs and walks over to a laid out punching bag on the wooden flooring but sees Alli and stops.
"Hi Alli," he says, beads of sweat dripping off his forehead.
"Hey Steve, I didn't know you came here," she replies.
"I come here when I can't sleep.. Which brings me to the question, why are you up and about at this hour?"
"I couldn't sleep either,"
"Oh, so do you know how to fight?"
"Yeah, sort of,"
"Here let me teach you a few things,"
He beckons Alli over to him and she smiles and walks gracefully over to his spot. He hooks up another punching bag and demonstrates a simple punch to her. Little does he know that Alli has been fighting and killing since she was five. Alli watches him with interest and swings her fist at the bag once he finishes his hit. He does another move, but this time it was more advanced. Alli copies the move with no problems. The training session continued on for about an hour until Steve turned to face her.
"Your a natural Alli,"
"Why thank you,"
"So.. Do you want to have um.. Breakfast with me at my apartment?"
"I would love to, Steve,"
He smiles and picks up his sports bag and takes some kind of white wrapping off of his hands. He leads her to his apartment a few blocks away and goes into his bedroom to freshen up. He comes back out looking a bit more formal and asks her if eggs and bacon were fine. She nods in response and takes a moment to take in her surroundings. She was sitting on an old-fashioned couch and a glass coffee table sat in front of her with a few books on it. Across from the table in a corner was a small television with a plant beside it. A painting of Brooklyn was placed on the wall behind her and a large window was to her left covered with beige curtains. Steve enters the room carrying two plates each with eggs and bacon on them along with the appropriate silverware.
They eat their breakfast in silence and Alli couldn't help but feel awkward. She was practically eating breakfast with a stranger. She finishes her plate and so does Steve. He offers to take her plate and she hands it to him with a smile. He disappears through his kitchen door and comes back out with the same grin plastered onto his face. He sits down beside her on the couch.
"So, are you from around here or..?"
"I'm from Italy,"
"Really? I was raised in Brooklyn,"
"Yeah, my mother was Italian and my father was supposedly American,"
"Supposedly?"
"Yeah, I never got to meet my father,"
"Oh.. That's a shame,"
"Yep,"
There's only silence after that. Alli decides to leave and Steve waves her goodbye as she exits the apartment. It was 4:30AM. She decides to go to the park and sits near a large clump of trees.
SHIELD Base
Director Fury stood in front of a few computer monitors as he watches the girl leave Steve Rodger's apartment. He seemed to adapt a bit better after the invasion on New York. Her face reminded him of Tony Stark's but her eyes were a light grey, not brown. He pulls up a few files on her. She was just a tourist from Italy.
"Sir, there's something you might want to see,"
"Yes Agent Hill?"
She flashes out a tablet and sets it down in front of the Director and presses the play button at the bottom of the screen. A security cam is zoomed in on a girl with long black hair and she jumps over a fence in an alleyway and lands softly on the other side. Director Fury recognized her as the girl that had met both Steve Rodgers and Clint Barton yesterday. She walked towards the woods slowly but she was apprehended by men in black. They pointed their guns at her and she had her swords out in a flash as bullets were fired at her. Director Fury recognized her as Blade. An assassin from Italy SHIELD has been trying to eliminate for the past four years.
Usually Blade was in uniform when she fought. This time though, she must've been caught off guard but she still held them off without any problems. He watched the video end with Blade stabbing the leader through the chest. That's when the clip ended and Agent Hill stares at him with a questioning look on her face.
"Get Rodgers, Barton and Romanoff to bring her in," Fury says and he turns back to the files pulled up on this so-called Alli. He also pulls up a few files on Tony Stark.
Central Park
Alli was playing Flow Free when she heard the snapping of twigs behind her. She looked out towards the streets of New York and saw black SUVs parking in various places trying to look casual along with tiny figures dotting the roofs and windows of buildings surrounding her area. She continues playing to look non-suspicious and hears heavier footsteps from the woods. She puts her phone away and hears the click of a gun as a sedative sails towards her neck.
She flings out her swords and slices the dart in half a foot away from her neck and looks around calmly. More bullets and sedatives fly through the air at her and her arms twist around in different directions to deflect the bullets. She sees men and women closing in on her, creating a large circle around her position. She mentally curses.
That's when she sees something she really didn't expect. Clint Barton walks through the line of soldiers firing at her with his bow aimed right at her head. A ginger walked in beside him, her pistols also raised.
"Barton?!" she gasps out his name.
He looks a bit hurt when he hears her call his last name but fires an arrow right near her foot. She's blasted a few feet back, landing on top of someone.
"Alli?" a muffled voice says under her.
"Steve?!" she scrambles off of him.
She didn't give him time to reply, instead she ran into the woods and weaved quickly through the trees until she pops out into the streets of New York once again. She runs down the sidewalk, shoving people out of her way. She then runs straight into Clint's chest and wonders how he got here so fast. She tries to slip away from his grasp but his arms grip hers firmly.
"Clint? Who do you work for?!" she stares into his blue-grey eyes. He definitely looked hurt now.
"I'm sorry Alli.." he looks at her with pity.
Someone walks up to her from behind and she feels a slight prick. Her eyelids become heavy and she fights against the sedative for as long as she can. Clint's hold on her loosens and that's when she used the remaining energy she had to kick him where the sun doesn't shine. Unfortunately, since he wasn't holding her, she fell onto the pavement. He doubles over in pain and she hears a woman snicker before her vision goes fully black.
So thank you for reviewing *cough Onceler's Unless*, and if you were wondering, this is Post-Avengers. I couldn't fit it into the summary. Please review! Positive reviews make me want to continue the story.
-Blade