HUNT-DOWN
It had nearly been two months since dr Stanley planted that awful seed inside my head.
My father wasn't one to act carelessly. He would take his sweet time looking for me,but he wasn't gonna let me be. Not that I wanted him to. We had unfinished business and I am not a woman to leave her tabs opened for too long.
But he wouldn't act upon it,even if he did find me. He would first study the planet,build an army accordingly,fix up a strategy. That's how he worked. All of that,to strike in the most effective way.
I am only guessing that Reeta is already being held prisoner,my father wouldn't ask for her execution just yet. At some point even her would crack. Not that I would ever hold it against her.
My ultimate goal is,after all,to kill my father.
I just hope your teammates bear the same trust for you as you do for them
Of course they did. They had to.
Reeta herself said so; I couldn't allow the words of a mere,clueless man shake me.
“I got eyes on the Sparrow” ,Barton's muffled voice coming through the intercom made me lift my head.
“Which one now?”,i asked him as I sharpened one of my scimitar's blade.
“She's with the Lodger”,he answered and I lowered my head,as if to think better.
“That's good enough. Bring it on”,my voice was firm and hoarse.
“You sure? I don-”
“Do it Barton. Clock's ticking” ,and so it was.
“Alright boss” ,he mocked me.
I was sitting on a bench,my feet crossed as I awaited for the signal.
Until then,all I had to do was make sure I had closed off each and every exit point. This was an one-time opportunity,we didn't afford to let it go to waste.
I just couldn't get away from Manhattan.
I saw the red flames,the aftermath of an explosion as people began screaming and running; some cars stopped mid road,trying to avoid hitting the pedestrians,as I stood up,realizing this was my cue.
As i'd mentioned,i was there to close off every exit point,and so I did.
I had studied every turn,every red light,every alley; In only a few movements walls of hard concrete emerged to close us in,inside a literal rock box.
But,i still had to bear in mind that some carefulness was in need here; I made sure none of the civilians was hit mid-way.
An all black jeep took an abrupt turn,the driver's foot stuck on the accelerator pedal,it's speed only growing.
I stood up,tapping my foot,sliding it down as a big wall emerged from the ground bellow to stop the jeep,to make it crash. The jeep fell on it's side,parts falling down and windows all smashed.
I walked towards it,my footing strong and my brows knitted as I tightened my fists; a middle aged man came out the driver's seat,blonde-white long hair and an all black attire,only his tie being died in a golden color.
He couldn't stand up,and so he was dragging his body with his hands,stuck on the concrete as he tried to get as far as possible from the vehicle.
I grabbed the passenger's door,the material crouching on my grip as I yanked it away,but no one was inside.
“Son of a...” ,i cursed under my breath and turned to the driver as he was still pulling himself away.
I moved towards him,kicking down as he was now mid-air,the rock under his stomach throwing him away. He landed on his back,his blonde hair died red from the blood,his chest coming up and down,desperate for air.
“You...”,his voice came out hoarse as it was hard for him to breathe. “..are thedeath..destroyer..ain't..ain't ya...”,he gasped.
“And you”,i said as I bent my knees down to pull him closer from his shirt. “Are not the fucking Lodger” ,my eyes were wide opened,my teeth grinding.
“No..”,he tried to laugh but ended up coughing blood. “Miss Reina...she has anticipated your every move...death destroyer..”,he huffed.
I lifted my right arm,my fingers running circles as a rod pierced the concrete,slowly embracing my arm only to end in a sharp cusp. My head was held high,my eyes showing nothing but disgust and boiling rage as I looked at him.
“Where.is.she” ,i hissed under my breath,my voice loud and hoarse,only fitting to my anger. The man laughed,only for his laughter to end in a continuous coughing,blood coming out from his mouth as he did.
“The sparrow...”,he started, “has already flown away,death destroyer”,he took a pause,and a big smile appeared on his face. “You...will never catch her”
“And you will die for her”,i held the rod's edge on his neck strongly,so much that I slightly pierced his skin,blood now running down from that spot.
“That..”,he took one big breath,his throat rumbling as he did so,” would be my immeasurable..pleasure”,he spelled out and I pulled my arm behind,ready to pierce his neck open.
But then I froze up,my rod's cusp only stopping inches from his skin; I clenched my jaw and slowly closed my eyelids upon hearing a familiar yet strict voice coming through my intercom.
“Do not engage any longer Persephone”
“Tasha-”,i hummed and then tilted my head,trying to keep my voice down as much as possible. “I'm in the middle of something here”
“What you are is in trouble,Pers”,i could only sigh at that. “Fury wants you in. Now”,her voice was firm.
I yanked him behind as I stood up,ripples of air coming at me from above;
I lifted my head to see the Quinjet approaching,Natasha piloting. Her eyes showed nothing but acrimony.
The man let out a cheerful,mocking laugh,pulling his hands on his chest.
Motherfucker.
It had been two long,long months.