This Is Just Getting Really, Really Tiring. Help!
We arrive at the tower soon and I hear her groan and she puts her head down. "Really? You're stealing it again?" She sighs and I make up my mind. "You can drive it" She jumps up and suddenly looks alert. "Really?" I laugh at her. "You act like a crazy puppy" She punches me so hard that I fall over. "Owwwww?" I am confused as to why that hurt, but stand up and watch as she hotwires the bike. "Check ya later" She says then drives off. I follow behind her occasionally rubbing my arm where she punched it and I watch as she laughs and pulls over. "So, miss motorcycle-stealer" I pull up beside her when she starts talking. "Where are we going?" I clear my throat and lower my head a little bit. "Um, well, I don't know." She face palms and sighs. "You do realize that I don't know this city right?" I shrug at her. "And that I-" I look over at her when she suddenly stops talking and give a very small but very high pitched 'eep' and then quickly covers her mouth. "What?" I ask her. "What are you looking a-" I see the SHIELD helicopters and begin to swear in Russian until I hear a language that I recognize. I turn my head and stare at her. "What?" She looks at me like I am crazy. "You spoke weird. Like German or something. You were all like, Ich kann es nicht glauben, ich habe, dies war ich so dumm. Warum habe ich dir folgen." She frowns at this witch just confuses me even more. "I said, I can't believe I did this, I was so stupid. Why did I follow you? Not that" So she doesn't notice that she is speaking German. I am absorbed in my thoughts until she clears her throat. "Shouldn't we go before SHEILD shows up" I shake my head and climb on my bike. I know a safe place to go but I have not been there for years. We leave the bikes by a highway and I lead her to the old warehouse. It used to belong to Stark but it was abandoned a few years ago. I start pacing until I hear Sam whisper the one word I never wanted to hear. "HYDRA" I whip around, fear turning my blood into ice. "What did you say?" She points to the letters on the crate and I freeze. The doors of the warehouse burst open and agents come streaming in but I barely pay them any attention I just turn my gaze to Sam. "You." I whisper loud enough for her to hear. Her eyes are flooded with confusion. "You. It's you that HYDRA wants." Her eyes go wide. "Follow me." I climb up onto some of the crates and watch as the agents swarm below me. I start to feel sick as I watch them. This shouldn't be happening. I crawl until I am by an entrance that I can go through without being seen. I look back once to make sure that she is following me before running towards where the bikes were left and climbing onto the captains' bike. "Why do you get to have his bike?" I growl at her and she shuts up and climbs onto my bike. "Follow me and stay quiet." She nods and I set off towards the air base making sure to pass by Stark Tower and waiting long enough for them to notice me.
AT THE AIR BASE
I jump off the captains' bike and lean it against the building before moving towards a hanger on the other side of the runway. "Have you ever flown before? Outside of the helicarrier?" She looks at me like I am a crazy person. "I'll take that as a no." I go in the side door to the hanger and look at the quinjet. "We need to get on and hide; this will take us to the helicarrier." She groans. "The what?" I feel the need to laugh but just snarl under my breath at her. "Big flying boat thing." That seems to shut her up as we climb onboard the quinjet and find hiding places. It's not long before we hear people getting on the plane. I recognize two of the voices as new recruits but I don't recognize the others. I hold my breath not wanting to be caught. I get a concerned look from Sam but I don't care. I lean back and close my eyes. I shouldn't be scared; I am the daughter of two trained assassins. I. Should. Not. Be. Scared. But I am and I don't even know why. My hand instinctively slides towards my boot where I keep my knife. I let out a small sigh as my hand curls around the handle of my knife and pulls it out. Sam's eyes go wide and I roll my eyes at her. I won't use my knife unless I have to. I feel the jet taking off and relax a little. "We can talk now. They won't hear us over the engine." She nods warily still looking at the knife. "I am not going to use it." She relaxes a little bit. "Remind me not to get on your bad side." I smirk at this despite myself. I hear the pilot say that we should be getting to the helicarrier soon. I put my knife away and reach behind my back feeling the handles of my swords. I pull them out and they unfold. (They are like Hawkeyes bow) She gasps a little and looks at the swords. "Did you have those the whole time?" I smile. "An assassin is always prepared." I feel the jet land ant the people get off I put away my swords and hold up my hand. Three…Two…One… I nod at her and we get off and run for it.