“Well, well, well,” Natasha sighed as she looked over at Ky. Like clock work he had fallen straight into the Avengers’ hands. He should have known better than telling his entire plan to one of them. She sat down in a chair across from him, looking through the bluish force field into his cell. “Looks like you bit off a bit more than you could chew.” She tilted her head. “Why don’t you tell me what happened.”
If he was being honest with himself, he had everything completely under control, and things had been going splendidly. all ky needed was several more moments and he could have had everything wrapped up. the only problem was it didn’t turn out as planned; over powered and thrown in this cell was honestly the least they could have done.
still, he had a few idea’s on what to do next time, but first? he had to get out of here. then he’d actually have to get someone to back him up… or at least someone who could be relied upon to do their job. “to be quite fair? you can see what happened for yourself.”
“Ah. and that’s why you came to me.” Natasha rolled her eyes. “I have taken lives before, but never needlessly and never without great care.” Her voice was hard and cold, like ice in summer refusing to melt. “I’m not going to help you. That’s final.” And now that she knew he planned to be reckless she’d notify the Avengers about his request.
ky always had a back up plan of sorts; even if she didn’t agree to this… he’d find a way to do it. however, he doubted that it would actually go smoothly. no matter – he wasn’t going to force her. not this time at least. “as i said, no one will get hurt,” he left off that little note about things going well this time as he took a few steps back, “either way? do try to stay out of my way. i do have places to be, and work… to do.”
at the last moment, ky was about to issue a threat – one he’d regret, but instead, he just turned around with a shrug. “do try to keep alive – i have a feeling we’ll end up seeing more of each other soon enough.”
“And why would I handle it?” Natasha said, still not acknowledging his presence in any physical way. “What do you need the distraction for? And I don’t see why mass destruction would be a problem as long as it doesn’t end in anyone’s death–I’d probably use the same method. If you’re willing to take lives for such a thing on the other hand, as an Avenger I wouldn’t be able to comply.” Not that she ever followed the group’s no kill rule.
“no one is willing to admit it, but death is something that comes for everyone,” he said bluntly. “sometimes, you have to take a life to complete a mission, or save others.” not that ky ever willingly would save anyone, but that was besides the point. “what i need is simply an entire area to be focused on one thing. i just need to slip into a place and grab something.” a pause. “no one will get hurt… if things go right.”
“Believe me I would if I could.” As it was there were no doors out here. “Could you get to the point then, if all you want is to talk?” She doubted that was all he wanted, but she wasn’t going to help him anyway, so why not get some information out of it? She continued to walk away from him, confident he’d follow. Men just couldn’t take no for an answer, could they?
“i need a distraction,” he said, making sure to keep up pace as he followed. “one that i’m quite sure you can… handle.” at least for a short period of time, but even then…. there was doubts that she’d even listen him. still, he had to try. “of course, my other option is mass destruction – unless you prefer that.”
Natasha rolled her eyes and pushed past him, “Why would I be happy to see you, we’ve never even met.” Not that she could remember anyway, perhaps during one of those large battles. “And like I said, I have no interest in your kind of bullshit.” Natasha had a very specific set of skills, she didn’t–or couldn’t–get involved in things those skills didn’t apply to. She might defend the earth from invaders once in a while, but she wasn’t exactly a soldier, and there was nothing her skills as a spy could do to battle the supernatural. “Go call Dr. Strange or something.”
“you see, i could, but i doubt he’d answer.” it was one way of responding to her – not the best, but then again, he doubted it mattered in the slightest. “dr. strange would just shut the door on me, but you? well, i’d take my chances on you over him. ‘sides, i’m just here to talk. nothing more nothing less.” well, maybe a bit more than just talk, but that was besides the point.
Natasha swung her leg over the bike, frowning. Perhaps she’d lost her tail but she couldn’t be sure. So she merged onto the highway and made an illegal U-turn. Someone in a larger vehicle probably wouldn’t be able to follow and she could ditch the bike back in town. But why were they following her anyway? She decided to play it safe and ditched her bike a mile away from the exit in the woods she could make it the rest of the way on foot.
The moment Ky’lar appeared she shook her head, “Oh no, hell no. I do not have any interest in your kind of bullshit.”
“and here i thought you’d be happy to see me.” honestly, it was just an assumption on his part, but all the same, he was at least attempting to be decent. well, as best as he could be at any-rate. “or is this the point i sigh, walk away, and track you down when you’re in the middle of doing something important?” well, more important than what she was doing right now.
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