After dropping Kitty off at the school, I drove straight to my house. Tonight I'm going to destroy another of Hammerhead's bases, or more like expose, ahe cops involved as always. So, I ged bato my night work clothes, all back, and a hoodie jacket. Then I took the mask from the drawer ao the garage.

  I locked the rented car in the garage and took my old sedan out.

  I made my way to Hammerhead's safe house. It was another one of his minor operations, a pce where he kept his more questionable assets and ran side deals. Normally, I could disma with ease—slip in, use mind trol, and leave without so much as a scrate. But tely, things have gotten b. Where's the excitement in pressing a button, so to speak? I wanted more than that. I wahe challenge.

  So, tonight, I'm gonna try something different and give myself a handicap. Only use id phasing power as long as possible.

  I parked a few blocks away, taking care to avoid any surveilnce cameras as I approached the warehouse. Around the er of an alley, I stopped and sed the area. The building was big and there were a fearked outside around the gate. Then there were a couple of men walking around the pce, trying to act like regur civilians, but they couldn't fool me. Those tattoos on their arms are a dead giveaway.

  Alright, time to move.

  Stig to the shadows, I phased through the side wall, slipping ihout a sound. The cool air of the warehouse hit me, along with the dim glow of overhead lights that flickered every now and then. Dang! Why the fuck is it so cold here? On the far end of the pce, there was a giant freezer. A couple of thugs were going in and out, carrying boxes. Hmmm... A freezer of that size... Are they perhaps keeping ans or something like that? Or dead bodies? Whatever it is, it 't be good.

  A couple of goons stood guard he main door, but they were more ied in their phohan watg for intruders. Amateurs. I moved past them easily, staying out of sight.

  I decided to check the upstairs a a perfect idea of what I was dealing with here. I avoided the cameras and guards. This part was easy—just phasing through walls or objects whenever I o dodge something. But as I rounded a er, I heard something that made me stop in my tracks.

  Voices. Angry, low, and filled with menace.

  I moved closer, staying in the shadows. There, in the middle of the room, I saw two of Hammerhead's men. They were standing near a womao a chair, her face bruised and bloodied. Yet, she wasn't broken, aher did she look like she was in pain. The goons were ughing, taunting her as they took turns throwing punches.

  "Is this your best? I guess, you guys take steroids to buff up. Your power doesn't match your body," she said after spitting a mouthful of blood.

  One of the goons punched her again, this time iomach, making her cough and spit out blood. "Shut up, bitch." The chair fell back with her. She groaned in pain, struggling against the ropes that kept her bound.

  The other oh a bald head kicked her stomad spat on her face. "Yeah, shut up bitch! We're gonna take our sweet time t you and then when you are broken, we are gonna enjoy the hell out of your body."

  Ah! Those retards. She was aiming for that. That chair was old so that fall with her sitting on it broke the chair and made it easier for her to break free from the ropes. And she did.

  As soon as the baldy bent down to pick her up, the girl grabbed his head and smashed it on the ground. Then she easily broke the chair legs, flipping up like an acrobat on her feet, and hit the other oh the sharp end of the chair leg. He howled in pain as the broken chair leg hit his eye. She took advantage of that opening and rushed in.

  A hard ki his left knee broke it with a ch.

  "Gaaah!!"

  She ran around and jumped on his back, choking his throat with a strong grip. "What's that about your sweet time now?"

  The bald guy was about to get up and rush at her, but she saw him and hit the guy she was holding on his head with her elbow. Blood sprayed out of his nose and eyes. Dang! Just how hard did she hit him? He fell down, unscious.

  With the first guy unscious, she turo the baldy.

  "You should have called your boss here and could have saved yourself," She said while crag her fingers before pig up a knife from the unsan's belt. She moved towards him with a murderous glint in her eyes.

  "ARGGG! BITCH!" The baldy rushed to his right. There was a table on his right and on it was a gun.

  However, the girl was faster. She rushed in and smmed the knife on the baldy's feet then delivered an uppercut to his .

  The baldy fell on his back, but before he could get up, she grabbed him by the colr and punched him again. "Now, I'm gonna enjoy t you."

  I was dumbfouhat girl beat up that baldy to a pulp. Blood was all over the floor around him. Finally, she stood up with a sigh and walked to the table. She picked up the gun and sat oable.

  "Now, where is this oaking pce, and when? I'll give you three ces," She said pointing the gun at him.

  "Fuck you! Bitch! You think you get out of here? With all that otion, the guards will be here soon." The baldy coughed out blood. His face was beaten so much that he couldn't even open his eyes.

  Bang! She shot the baldy on his butt. "Wrong answer."

  "Arrrrggg!" The baldy screamed in pain. "You crazy bitch!"

  "Two more ces. If I don't get the answers I need, I'll start shooting your family jewels one by one. So, try to answer me, or else yoing to bee a eunuch," She said with a smirk. She was clearly enjoying the situation and I couldn't help but read her mind.

  Natasha Romanov! The Bck Widow. No wonder she took them down so easily. From what I read from her ret memories, she was trag down some kind of alien teology that Hydra dug out of somewhere on Fury's order. Now, Hammerhead stole that shipment when the Hydra was transp it. And here she was, trag Hammerhead's footprints. Her mission was to track down the shipment at any cost before Hydra could track it.

  I could hear footsteps ing up. From what I could sehere were around twenty of them. This is bad. No matter how good she was, there was no way she could fight all of them aloh just that handgun, not to mention she was kinda beaten up. But then again, she got a geically enhanced body. Or, that gss window... Ah, of course, she's gonna jump out. There was a dumpster just below that window.

  "Who the heck are you?" The baldy tried to buy more time.

  She didn't answer and instead fired another shot at him, this time on his left leg. "AAAAAAAAAAA!" The baldy screamed in pain.

  "Wrong answer," Natasha smirked as she shot twice at the gss window, shattering it. "Final ce."

  Wait! I could sense someoanding right below her on the ground floor a a freaking RPG uncher. Shit! He pulled the trigger.

  I really didn't want to use this power. I haven't mastered it properly. Tsk. But... Oh, well. I used super speed to get down, grabbed Natasha and took her up in my arms, then ran out of the building.

  Booom!! An explosion rocked the sed floor followed by multiple more explosions. The entire warehouse was exploding.

  The shockwaves awaves threw us ba the ground as I raised an ie around us.

  Burning goons running out of the warehouse yelling, "AHAHAHAHAH! HAIL HYDRA! AHAHAHAHAH." Then those guys who were patrolling outside began to rush into the fire yelling the same thing, "HAIL HYDRA!"

  Hydra's suicide bombers.

  Five more cars are approag our location from one end of the road while cops are ing from the opposite side.

  I removed the ice barrier and my ears were ringing.

  "You want to deal with them or e with me?" I asked her as she stood up with a groan.

  She was looking at the polid the Hydra agents when the explosions and fire stopped.

  "How did you... Nevermind. Thanks for saving me. Now, get out of here," Natasha looked at me, her gaze hard and stern.

  "Bronx. 32 Aveh floor. That's where they are keeping the tech..." I told her what I found out from that baldy's mind.

  Those Hydra freaks began to shoot and so were the cops.

  "You owe me one... Well, two actually," I quickly picked her up in my arms and ran out of that area with super speed. I couldn't let her get caught up in that mess. After getting out of the danger. I let her down.

  As I was about to run away...

  "Stop! Who are you?" Natasha caught hold of my arm.

  "I'll tell you ime we meet. Till then, try not to die," I yanked my hand away and ran away.

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