Wow, already on chapter 6! Look how the time flies! Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been
1) Addicted to Doctor Who
2) Couldn't get on the computer
3) Been sick. Threw up, haven't eaten barely anything in two days, still hungry... You know.
I'm still a bit sick now, so... If my writing stinks, blame it on sickness. Anyways, onto chapter six!
-Fang
Henchwoman of Anastasia Montoni:
Name: Alexandria Monroe. Alex to those who know her well enough. Young, maybe as young as sixteen, preferring to use her fists as opposed to weapons. She still has a rebel streak in her and does not always agree with her boss' choices. Pretty, with black hair that goes to her shoulders and emerald green eyes. She is sarcastic at times and very intelligent. She loves using her knowledge against people. She is insanely skilled in hand to hand combat learning from a past as a runaway on the streets. She works with Montoni because Montoni blackmailed her into it. She paints when she has the chance and laughs at people that think she can't take care of herself. She wants to be able to get away from Montoni someday and become an artist. She ran away from her family when she was ten after an argument (I'll leave you to elaborate on that) and hasn't gone back, though she sometimes thinks she should. She is rather tall- about five seven and thin- and can use a gun when she thinks it necessary. She doesn't wear another other than jeans and a tee-shirt and turns her nose up at high heels and dresses or skirts. She has a habit of snapping at people when they mention her family or what happened to her when she was on the streets. She keeps a picture of her little brother with her, him being the one that she misses the most. I love your story, by the way.
"Anastasia Montoni" Clint repeated, glaring at the woman. "Back so soon? And you brought a friend." He said, gesturing at the other woman in the shadows. She was tall, maybe five seven, with shoulder-length black hair and emerald green eyes. "Who's this?"
"No one, just my servant." Anastasia responded, flipping her long, blonde hair out of her face. Dangerous blue eyes glared at him. "But what about you? You left me. I waited months for you to come back. Then I hear about you on the news, saving the world. With the Black Widow." At her last sentence, Anastasia laced her words with even more venom then before.
"Anastasia, you know I never had a thing for you." Clint reminded the angry woman.
"Maybe, but I loved you with all of my heart and soul, and you left me lying in the dirt for a Russian slut!" Anastasia shouted.
"Ms. Montoni, I really think we should be leaving." The girl with black hair quietly reminded her mistress. "He is trying to get near the window to escape."
"She's a clever little girl, I'll give you that. Where'd you take her from and what'd you do to get her to help?" Clint asked curiously, surprised that the girl had noticed.
"Just from the streets. Now come with me, or I'll kill you. I know that you aren't connected to S.H.I.E.L.D. anymore, so don't give me any if that bullshit."
Clint sighed and let the woman with a gun lead him out as he desperately tried to think of a plan where he could escape without getting shot.
I'm so happy! My parakeet has been sitting on her eggs for maybe... three weeks and one of them hatched! I named it Stephen. :D
-Fang