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MISSION IMPOSSIBLE

"She believed she could,
so she did." —Unknown
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Location: Washington, D.C.

February 7, 2014

SOME perks of having teleportation as Aurora's ability was not needing a passport to travel. After 48 hours of preparing, Aurora was already set to complete her mission. She held her head up high with confidence as she held the onyx duffel bag over her shoulder.

She walked to the training room, knowing that nobody would be there as the clock strikes 12. Aurora smiled tiredly before she channeled an azure portal, aiming it towards the other side of the room.

"6 hours left," She mumbled softly, before walking through the portal, as she was now at Washington, D.C. The portal behind her disappeared into nothing but mist, as she strolled along the sidewalk.

She glanced at her watch, as it said 5:01 p.m. Aurora reached into the onyx duffel bag, before feeling the familiar plastic glasses. She placed the glasses onto the bridge of her nose.

Initializing Sub-System... Sub-Routines Active... A.I Protocol Active...

"Welcome back, Miss Hunter. Is there anything you would like for me to do?" The A.I. named M.A.T.T.H.E.W, who strangely has a British accent commented.

"Matt I told you to call me, Aurora. How many times do I have to repeat myself? Like 2000? 3000 times?"

"A lot apparently, Miss Hunter." The teenager groaned, arguing with her A.I. will just be a futile cause.

"Anyway, can you look up surveillance footage of Senator Alan Brooks," Aurora said in a hushed tone, as she acted casual, heading towards the Ronald Reagan National Airport.

"One moment Miss Hunter... Alright, it seems that footage taken 15 minutes ago suggests that he's in Essex. And seems to be traveling towards..."

"Baltimore," The young assassin realized in frustration, breathing heavily through her nose. "Shit! Of course! How could have I missed it!" 

"I don't know, Miss Hunter. However, I suggest taking the Maryland 295, that should take you at least 20 minutes to get there." The A.I. informed her.

"Alright, but I'll be there in 15 minutes, Matt," Aurora smirked, as she looked around the parking lot. Particularly looking for a motorcycle, or something that will take her there fast.

"If you say so, Miss Hunter."

She then spotted a 2014 BMW R1200RT, as she ran towards the motorcycle. "This will do," She grinned steadying herself on, testing the bike before zooming off.

"What now, Matt?" She calls out the A.I. as she revved through the vehicles passing by. She pressed the gas pedal even harder.

"Turn left, as it will take you to Freeway 395," She did exactly that as she smiled, before frowning.

"Fuck, wish I could have tied my hair into a braid." She cursed loudly, seeing her hair flicker in all directions.

"Keep on the 395, then enter to 695."

"Thanks, Matt," Aurora maneuver the vehicles with ease, as she looked around the city. "You're quite welcome, Miss Hunter."

Many vehicles honked at her, yet she simply flipped them off, proudly displaying her middle finger. A few minutes seemed to pass by as she was now as the borderline of Maryland.

"Status, M.A.T.T.H.E.W?"

"At this rate, you will arrive in less than 12 minutes."

"12 minutes? What is this? Training wheels protocol? Show me the map." The agent scoffed in disbelief.

"Of course, Miss Hunter," As a virtual map appeared onto her framed glasses. Analyzing the data from the map, she noticed that there was traffic up ahead... in less than a mile.

"Fuck! Show me another route that will get me there less than 10 minutes! Quick!" As she made a snarky remark. Aurora had to act... fast.

"In less than 2 minutes, enter Freeway 295 instead of 695," Aurora caught a glimpse of the sign saying, Maryland 295.

"Got it! Matt, can you check on how much mileage this thing can go?" She swiftly made a hard left turn, as she continued her journey.

"The most it can go up to 55 mph on top speed, Miss Hunter."

"Guess, I'll have to supercharge this baby," Aurora uttered before placing the palm of her hand onto the odometer. As energy coursed through her veins, her left arm glowing into a sickly pale color. Prior to launching the power onto the motorcycle, as a result, the bike roared into life as she twisted the handle.

"THAT'S IT! YES! BRING IT ON!" Letting out a rare laugh, before focusing on the mission beforehand. "Time?"

"5:08 p.m, arrival time is an estimate of 7 minutes."

"Perfect, notify me if the Senator is on the move, Matt." The brunette called out once more. "Yes, Miss Hunter."

She weaved through the freeway like a maze, flooring the gas pedal harshly, the odometer going over the speed of 110 mph. That was until a familiar siren blared through the tense air, Aurora dared look back, spotting a police motorcycle trailing behind her.

"Shit!" Although Aurora wanted to manipulate the young policeman, she was out of reach and frankly she couldn't focus with many thoughts streaming in her brain.

"What to do! What to do! What to...oh. I got it." The brunette smiled wickedly, "M.A.T.T.H.E.W, how's the drop to the street if I were to jump off?"

"Around 20 feet, Miss Hunter. Are you attempting to jump off the freeway?" Aurora's A.I. questioned.

"What? No, I just wanted to know why the freeway has to be so damn tall." Aurora said in an attempt of her pathetic excuse.

"Uh-huh." The A.I. answered rather unconvincing.

"Oh, alright! I was! Are you happy now!" She paused before speaking once again, "You know what don't answer that. But to answer your question, there is always a first time for everything."

"Stop the vehicle!" The policeman shouted from his auto-speakers, obviously attempting to intimidate Aurora.

It didn't work.

"Yeah right, like if I would listen," She snickered, as she observed the digital map, she's near the dropoff. "Here I go... here goes for nothing."

She steadied the motorbike, before revving with full power mentally preparing herself for the worst, finally realizing that it was the stupidest plan she has ever done so far. She had just jumped off a damn 20 feet tall bridge. She sure as hell felt the adrenaline coursing in her bloodstream.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion, all around the assassin was a big blur, the only thing she was about to interpret was shattering glass flying through the air. She smashed the windshield, instantly killing two innocent people inside, but the teenager didn't care.

She has a mission to complete, she was never the type to feel any emotion, always deadly serious.

She pushed off the Mercedes, turning back towards the freeway, luckily for her there were no pedestrians nearby. She had just survived the impossible, yet she had no time to celebrate.

She pulled out a dart gun from her thigh holster, before shooting at the police officer, instantly striking him in the neck. Aurora watched as she saw the man lost consciousness before falling to his death.

His body now laying lifeless onto the street below, blood pooling around his body. She felt no shame, no remorse, no empathy, nothing. You can say she has similar characteristics of a robot, similarly to her A.I.

"How far, Matt?" She asked nonchalantly, as she roamed through.

"Less than 3 miles, Miss Hunter."

"Damn, that took some time to shake off the police." Her glasses beeped with a notification, a red dot (signifying Aurora) that she was near her destination.

"It's currently 5:13 p.m." The A.I. spoke randomly.

"Not helping, Matt." She growled with frustration.

"Will it would help to notify you that the Senator is currently staying at the Baltimore Marriott Waterfront." She grinned from ear to ear. "Well done!"

"Thank you, Miss Hunter. However... I also want to note that he's not... alone."

WHAT?" Aurora yelled furiously. "Who's with him, Matt?" The teenager demanded, mentally yelling profanities in her mind.

"His wife and two children, ages 7 and 5. Both young boys."

"Gosh, I didn't know it was a family vacation," Aurora commented sarcastically. "Well, I'll figure out something... I always do."

"Turn left in the next three stoplights, and the hotel should be in view."

"Roger that." She shouted, before spotting the grand hotel, which was near Baltimore's Harbor adjacent to Pier 5. The hotel itself was a spectacular hotel, Aurora could only estimate that it has around 30 floors, and based on the size and structure it would have about 10 rooms on each floor.

"Matt, look up for reservations of Senator Alan Brooks, he's ought to be staying somewhere."

"It seems that he reserved the penthouse prior to a week ago. He's on the 31st floor in room E717."

"West or East side?"

"Westside, Miss Hunter. Do require any more of my assistance?" The British A.I. asked.

"No, M.A.T.T.H.E.W I won't be needing any more assistance at this point. Thank you."

She randomly parked the BMW into a red zone, she didn't have to worry after all it's a stolen vehicle that simply didn't belong to her. Aurora grabs hold of her duffel bag, strapping onto her shoulder.

The hotel's front desk greeted the assassin, as she forced a fake smile plastering her porcelain face. The brunette walked along the many corridors before coming face with the hotel elevator.

Ding.

Aurora walked in as there was someone else inside, a woman with light-blonde hair with dark chocolate eyes.

The older woman gave Aurora a smile as the teenager reciprocates her actions, the brunette awkwardly pressed the 31st-floor button gently, making no sign in engaging in a casual conversation. She took off her glasses, as she tightened her gloved hand.

"You look familiar." The blonde pointed out.

"I do?" Aurora acted neutral, wondering if the woman recognized her. The woman was a couple of inches taller, around 5 '7, the teenager concluded.

If the woman did in fact recognized her, then Aurora would have to murder her right then and there.

"Yeah, you remind me of a teen actress. But, I can't remember her name."

"Well... u-uh, thank you I g-guess." The girl stuttered nervously, trying not to show her emotions. Yet, she didn't let her guard down, she was still suspicious of the blonde woman.

"What's your name?" Aurora mentally groaned, wondering how on earth she was stuck with such a chatty woman.

"Aurora. What's your name?" Aurora tried to act friendly.

"The name's A-Ally." However, Aurora knew right away that she was lying, but why? Based on her actions and posture, also her tone sounds a bit fainter than before, almost unrecognizable. But, it was not left unnoticed to the assassin.

"Never heard that name before."

"Same with you. Named after a Disney Princess or something?" The blonde asked rather snarky to Aurora.

"Actually, the Roman goddess of Dawn." And that was the truth, even said in her notebook, the only thing that belonged to her mother. But, that's another story to tell later.

Ding.

The elevator doors slid open on the 13th floor. "Well, guess this is my spot. Um, have a nice day."

"You too, Ally." Aurora strained herself to not be impolite. The girl wanted to hurl her guts out, she never tried to be so friendly towards a stranger before. The elevator doors close before it continued to go up.

"And thank you for this souvenir." The teenager grinned, holding up a leather wallet, she examined the wallet and until she found a driver's license.

"Jackpot! Now, who are you really Sharon Carter? And what are you hiding?" The brunette paused thoughtfully, "No matter, I'll find out later. Next up, a senator to murder."

The elevator took a few minutes, before signaling that it was the 31st floor. Aurora walked out, as she grabbed a compact mirror. It may seem like an ordinary mirror, however, it was essential to Aurora's personal possession.

She pressed a button from the side, as electric darts flew out, their intended targets were the security cameras. Once done, Aurora looked at the mirror, that was actually a tracker and GPS.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Aurora walked to the west wing until she spotted the room E717. She leaned against the door as her mirror scanned the room inside.

Heat Signature: 2

"Hope it's the Senator and maybe... his wife." She whispered to no one.

She cocked the machine gun and dart gun, as she breathed faintly, trying to lower her heartbeat rate. Her mirror pick locked the door, before it gave a satisfying click.

Now or never.

I hope you liked the chapter so far, and in the next (probably 5-6) chapters is when I'll start with the Winter Soldier movie, as so and so forth.

Until next time!