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πš‹πšžπšŒπš”πš’ πš‹πšŠπš›πš—πšŽπšœ. ([personal profile] armeyets) wrote2021-03-20 01:52 pm

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the widow and the soldier.
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[personal profile] webbs 2026-02-07 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
There are five men. HYDRA soldiers, picked for their brutality and sharp-shooting skills, led by a man who’s killed as many people as a plague. And she is one girl, five-foot-something, in heels and a halter top designed to draw attention, not provide any real support. It’s almost a fair fight. Maybe she ought to give them a handicap.

They raise their guns, and the Widow uncoils, flinging herself down to land on the shoulders of the closest. Unlike with Barnes, she doesn’t choke him out - just grabs, jerks, and snaps his neck. Four. A handspring, and she brings her force down on the knee of another. He screams and falls to the ground, while gunshots pop off around her. She doesn’t stay still, but jumps again, letting them turn, letting them try to aim, letting them waste bullets as she pinballs around the apartment. She fires webbing, sticks a man’s feet to the ground, snatches a gun, and shoots him in the head. Three.

Her Spider-Sense screams at her, and she twirls to the side as the ceiling above her collapses. One of the AIM scientists is caught with a HYDRA bullet to the neck, while she grabs another and hurls him through the window. Three. Six. Four. The last one panics; she throws him into the surviving HYDRA agents, sending them toppling to the ground.

One of them - a sneering man built like a linebacker on top of another linebacker - throws his gun away, draws a knife, and lunges at her. In a single motion, she jumps and curls her knees to her chest, flipping over him and slips her shoes off. When she lands, barefoot, he turns, and Petra drives the stiletto heel into his eye.

Three.