Authors notes: I don’t really know where this came from but here it is haha
Notes/Warnings: Major character deaths (but not really), guns (but not really) violence (okay, yeah its a little tense)
Captain America paced in the small conference room, pinching the bridge of his nose. “This is going to tear us apart.” He sighed.
“Maybe,” Natasha said plainly. “But it has to be done.” She pulled back the hammer on her gun and held it in front of her as she headed out of the glass doors cautiously. “They chose their sides and they knew what it meant.”
Cap picked up his weapon and huffed. He pressed a hand to his ear to use the coms to speak to the rest of the team. “Alright, everyone, keep your eyes out and watch your six.”
“Cap,” Sam replied from under a desk in Tony’s lab. “I’ve got movement up stairs near the bar. I think someone is in the vents.”
“That’s gotta be Clint.” Natasha chimed in as she ran towards the common room. “I’ll take him out.”
I got hooded today! I had asked my neuro professor to hood me, and it was such an honor! She’s such an inspiration! Now, finals on Wednesday and graduation next Saturday! Home stretch and I can’t wait to be done!