It is midnight; the blackness surrounded me. Though it unsettled most people, it felt reasonable to me. The night air is freezing; it sent shivers out down my spine. I am currently on a rooftop across from the apartment where my target is. HYDRA needed him dead; I think his name is Kevin, who knows. HYDRA deemed him dangerous. Therefore, they sent me to kill him.
I hacked into his phone and sent him a message.
"Turn around," the message taunted him.
Slowly, Kevin turned. His face pale as a piece of paper. His hands are shaking; he is starting to pant and sweat. That's when he caught my eyes. He tried to run; they always do. I pulled the trigger; I watched as his body fell to the ground, and he stopped breathing.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the slightest movement; I see the moonlight reflecting off of a gun and an arrow. I sigh, really I don't want to do this right now I'm hungry, I reach down and pick up my bag. Hawkeye released his arrow, as it sailed towards me I realized something, I had food in my pocket.
The arrow pierced my stomach, I look down at the wood and pull it out like it was nothing. I looked at him with a bored expression on my face and slowly raised an eyebrow. To taunt him a little bit, I broke the arrow-like a toothpick. Black Widow started to shoot at me, the bullets entering my body, and I began to dig them out. The holes healed almost instantly thanks to my healing factor, that and I can't die, I mean I can it just takes a shit ton of effort.
To humor them, but mostly myself, grabbed my bag and started jumping to another rooftop. The assassins follow after me just at a slower pace. I could feel my blood pumping beneath my skin, the wind slapping my face, and my hair blowing in the wind.
I could hear them approaching; it has been a while since I've been caught so what the hell, I gave up.
When they finally got to my roof, I'm sitting there, my bag next to me, and eating an apple. More specifically a Granny Smith apple. Being specific about apples is critical.
Natasha and Clint look at each in utter confusion then shrug and walk up to me to cuff me.
"Cuff my hands in front of me," I said while taking a giant bite out of my apple.
"Why?" Clint questions while scoffing at me.
"Cause I wanna eat my apple, I'm hungry, dumb ass." Clint looked disgruntled while Natasha rolled her eyes and did as I said.
"Where are ya taking me?" I ask in a bored tone, even though I already know the answer.
"S.H.I.E.L.D.," both Natasha and Clint said at the same time. I looked at them and then asked.
"How long did it take you guys to say that in sync?"