Chapter Three

Alli didn't dare open her eyes as she came to. She kept her breathing pattern slow so there wouldn't be any changes on monitors if they were hooked up to her. Her suspicions were confirmed when she heard the constant beeping of a heart-rate monitor. She was on a hospital bed as far as she could tell and she slightly moves her wrists as a test. They were restrained. Of course. There was also a thin sheet to block out the coldness of the room. She felt a bit betrayed. The only two people she actually meets in this foreign country tried to kill her.. or well sedate her. She begins to devise a plan until she hears talking outside in the hallway.

"What do you mean she's my daughter, Fury?" a voice roared, furious.

"I'm saying Stark, that Allison Elizabeth Roster is Allison Elizabeth Stark, or Blade her codename in the organization," Fury's voice says calmly. His voice was deep and sounded like he belonged in the military.

"Organization? How did I get informed that my daughter was being trained by lunatics to become a cold killer and I didn't have a child when I was like.. Sixteen!" Tony Stark argues.

"What about that woman named Mary-Anne when you were in Italy? And Stark, she was trained by professionals. Her target she was assigned was actually you," Fury replies coolly.

There's no reply back and Alli almost thought that they somehow figured out she was awake and listening to their conversation. Perhaps Tony Stark, or father, was surprised she was sent to America to kill him. She heard a growl of frustration and footsteps echoing down the hallway, well she thought he was going down a hallway. She couldn't be sure since she had no idea on where she was. She couldn't understand though that she was somehow Tony Stark's daughter. That didn't make sense at all. Her mother said her father left them because he went off to join the military. Then she remembered that when her mother was dying when she was two, that she said her father wasn't in the military. Her mother was going to tell her who he truly was but then she died.

After an hour or two, she hears the door slide open silently and someone walking in. She had been counting the seconds and she was extremely bored already. The room smelled of medicine and of a hospital filled with dying people and that didn't help her in this situation at all. She found out though, that she had no weapons on her and she wasn't in her regular clothes. She was in some type of hospital clothes, more likely their version of hospital clothes. Before the doctor or whoever it was walked into the room, she was had been working on getting out of the restraints. They were leather so eventually they would stretch enough so that she could slip her small hands out. Both of her wrists were free from the binds and she learned that her ankles weren't bound. That was a big mistake on their part. Although her wrists were a bit sore from wriggling around.

She heard the person leave and she jumped off of the bed and grabbed the closest weapon she could find. The thin white sheet flew off of her as soon as she stood up. A metal tray was what she grabbed though. It was full of doctor supplies and she only flung them off. She saw her special swords on a table not to faraway in their sheaths and she grabbed them. The man was still in the doorway and the it wasn't exactly shut so she slipped through the doorframe. A guard was leaning against the wall, looking bored, and she kicked the gun out of his hands while he wasn't paying attention, slamming the tray into his head. He let out a yelp of surprise and slumped to the ground. She shoots the man from before in the neck without a second thought.

She ran down the hallway and fired the gun at agents who stood there in shock. She guessed they weren't used to their prisoners escaping with a sedative gun while running wildly down a hallway. Sedatives flew out of the gun expertly with a pop and she reloaded when their wasn't any agents in sight. She grabbed an unconscious agent's pistol from his hand that was filled with actual bullets and she saw a window in the distance. She raised the pistol and shot three time at different places in the glass. It shattered instantly. She tossed the sedative gun to the side and aimed the pistol and shot at the rest of the agents. Her swords were still in her left hand.

She continued to fire at the agents down the hallway and she ran right into the middle of the main room. There was computers everywhere and the Avengers, minus Thor, was sitting at a table all looking genuinely surprised. She saw a look of shock flash across Steve's and Clint's face and Tony looked a bit sad. Agents aimed their pistols at her carefully as soon as they stood up if they were sitting at a computer. She ducks behind a computer and bullets were fired at her general area.

"Alli, please stay here," she heard Tony say.

She made a run for it to the window, getting shot in the thigh before jumping out into the air. She didn't know they were in the sky. That's when she began to fall. She went straight down into the ocean. Luckily, they weren't too high up so she wouldn't go SPLAT when she hit the water.

When she made contact, a spasm of pain shot through her muscles but she ignored it and dove under the water. She saw bullets sail through the dark water and she swam faster. She mentally thanked Luka for her training dealing with swimming. She was also glad that they didn't put her in an actual hospital gown. She was wearing a black t-shirt, black pants and some kind of funky shoes. She continued swimming underwater as fast as she could and once she was basically under the floating ship-like thing she went up for air. The shadow of it provided her an area to be hidden from sight. She took in a couple of large breaths of air and then went back under. She could see land in the distance.

She saw jets lift off from the flying ship and go off in different directions. She rarely went up for air and when she did, she only took a few seconds. She couldn't risk getting caught. Finally after an hour or so, she reached land and she forced herself to continue walking until she was shielded by the trees. She flopped down onto the ground, gasping for air. She was soaked to the bone but she still had her swords at least.

Her swords were very peculiar. They were very light-weight but they were also deadly. They took Alli years to make. They had a beautiful pattern on the actual blade and the hilt had majestic carvings on them. During that time too, she made her foldable bow and sniper to make her weapons more portable. Luka was surprised that she excelled in engineering and convinced her to make weapons for him. She agreed, but stopped at around the age of eleven because she was being sent on more serious missions that took longer amounts of time.

She wanted to fall asleep under that tree but forced herself to stand up. She could see Stark Tower in the distance and slowly made her way into the city. Once she got to her hotel she realized that those people didn't find out where she was residing so she grabbed her bag and she remembered she didn't have her iPhone. She cursed out loud. She grabbed a pole that was about three feet long and sheathed it where her left sword was and left the hotel.

She had no clue where she was going but she wanted to find out about these people who captured her.

Thanks to Zoneperson for reviewing! I tried to type this chapter ASAP so there could be a few errors. So, what do you think so far? Review please!

-Blade