My Brother? He's a Playboy, Billionaire, Genuis, and a Philanthropist. He's also Iron Man
Close Call!
The next day, nothing spectacular happened, but I did get a new assignment. I got dressed, and I took off that night. I landed on a building a few blocks away from Stark Towers. I looked down at my list; there were only a few people left. I looked down at the next name, and I pressed the ear piece in my ear.
“Rachel, can you get me the information on Raymond Charisma?” I asked her.
“Right away Miss Stark…”
“Rachel, when we are out doing a job, please call me Miss Blair…” I asked, politely.
“Of course Miss Blair…” I smiled.
“He lives at 1230 Orlando Court…”
“Anything else that I should know, Rachel…?”
“Yes, Miss Blair. He has nothing planned for today…” I smirked.
“That is very good, no witnesses…can you try to track his cell phone, and tell me his exact location?”
“Yes, Miss Blair, one moment…” It was silent for a few moments, before Rachel spoke up again.
“He is in his dining room, second floor, west wing. Anything else, Miss Blair?”
“Yes, can you send me the coordinates to his house, to my phone?” I asked her.
“Yes, Miss Blair………it is done. Is that all?”
“Thank you Rachel, that is all for now…”
“My pleasure as always Miss Blair…” My ear piece went silent, and I pulled out my phone. I jumped from the building, and I took off into the air. I followed the GPS on my phone, and I landed silently on the building next to the west wing of his house. I put my phone away, and I pulled out a dart. I used my dart shooter, and I aimed it at his neck. I saw the dart shatter the glass, and I saw it make contact with his neck. He slumped out of his chair, and onto the ground. I grinned, and my grin faded when I heard someone yell from bellow the building, and I took that as my hint, to make my escape. I opened up my wings, and I headed into the clouds.
One down, two more to go…
******Clint’s Point of View******
Nat and I had been flying around for hours on end, looking for this girl Fang, Maximum Fang, Green Arrow…whatever she called herself. We gave up on looking for her in the air, so we landed the jet, and we started walking around the area, where Fury thought she would hit next. She had a specific pattern with her killings. They formed a sort of circular perimeter around the center of New York, specifically Stark Tower. And so, if Fury was right, here was the next place to be hit. Suddenly, I heard the breaking of glass, and I looked up. I saw a girl standing on the edge of the building above us.
That must be her. I thought. I turned to Natasha,
“There she is!” I shouted to Natasha. She looked down to face the both of us, for a split second, even though I could not see her face. Then a pair of long black feathery wings, opened from behind her, and she jumped from the building. She…she…flew away? I blinked twice, to ensure that I was not dreaming. She had wings. She could fly. She had freaking wings. She could freaking fly. There was no way that she was fully human. That’s how she managed to escape so quickly. I turned to face Natasha. “Tell me you saw that too…” I said to her.
“Oh yeah…This is going to be a lot harder than I thought…” She said.
“I’m not even sure that Nick knew she could fly…”
Damn it! Not only can she fly, but she can escape faster than anyone I have ever known can. Even faster than Nat.
This is going to be a lot harder than we could have ever thought.
“Rachel, can you get me the information on Raymond Charisma?” I asked her.
“Right away Miss Stark…”
“Rachel, when we are out doing a job, please call me Miss Blair…” I asked, politely.
“Of course Miss Blair…” I smiled.
“He lives at 1230 Orlando Court…”
“Anything else that I should know, Rachel…?”
“Yes, Miss Blair. He has nothing planned for today…” I smirked.
“That is very good, no witnesses…can you try to track his cell phone, and tell me his exact location?”
“Yes, Miss Blair, one moment…” It was silent for a few moments, before Rachel spoke up again.
“He is in his dining room, second floor, west wing. Anything else, Miss Blair?”
“Yes, can you send me the coordinates to his house, to my phone?” I asked her.
“Yes, Miss Blair………it is done. Is that all?”
“Thank you Rachel, that is all for now…”
“My pleasure as always Miss Blair…” My ear piece went silent, and I pulled out my phone. I jumped from the building, and I took off into the air. I followed the GPS on my phone, and I landed silently on the building next to the west wing of his house. I put my phone away, and I pulled out a dart. I used my dart shooter, and I aimed it at his neck. I saw the dart shatter the glass, and I saw it make contact with his neck. He slumped out of his chair, and onto the ground. I grinned, and my grin faded when I heard someone yell from bellow the building, and I took that as my hint, to make my escape. I opened up my wings, and I headed into the clouds.
One down, two more to go…
******Clint’s Point of View******
Nat and I had been flying around for hours on end, looking for this girl Fang, Maximum Fang, Green Arrow…whatever she called herself. We gave up on looking for her in the air, so we landed the jet, and we started walking around the area, where Fury thought she would hit next. She had a specific pattern with her killings. They formed a sort of circular perimeter around the center of New York, specifically Stark Tower. And so, if Fury was right, here was the next place to be hit. Suddenly, I heard the breaking of glass, and I looked up. I saw a girl standing on the edge of the building above us.
That must be her. I thought. I turned to Natasha,
“There she is!” I shouted to Natasha. She looked down to face the both of us, for a split second, even though I could not see her face. Then a pair of long black feathery wings, opened from behind her, and she jumped from the building. She…she…flew away? I blinked twice, to ensure that I was not dreaming. She had wings. She could fly. She had freaking wings. She could freaking fly. There was no way that she was fully human. That’s how she managed to escape so quickly. I turned to face Natasha. “Tell me you saw that too…” I said to her.
“Oh yeah…This is going to be a lot harder than I thought…” She said.
“I’m not even sure that Nick knew she could fly…”
Damn it! Not only can she fly, but she can escape faster than anyone I have ever known can. Even faster than Nat.
This is going to be a lot harder than we could have ever thought.
