In which Anakin Sawyer is placed into a different point of the MCU. Anakin Sawyer, A demon, works for Valentina. He should have known having someone okay with him being a demon was too odd to be true.
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CHAPTER THREE: Played
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BOB WAS TERRIFIED. His hands were shaking form he terror he felt, his eyes had kept flickering been the three with guns trained on him. Then the dark haired man walked close, his eyes were brown too. He didn't appear to be wearing any protective gear, unlike everyone he stood by.
Bob scanned him, having to look a bit closely to notice through the tight shirt, that he really didn't have any weapons on him. Nor was there any kind of armor. No bullet-proof vest. Not even any appearing to be weapons.
The other man's hair was fluffy, it appeared to be soft. The kind of fluffy and soft that you wanted to run your hands through. Is that odd? Considering he had only just met the other man.
"Who sent you Bob?" The man with the fluffy-hair asked.
"Nobody!" Bob exclaimed as he kept his hands in the air. "Why would I be sent?" Then look of realization comes on his face. "We-ere you all sent?"
"I'm not sure what's happening here, but you're all exhausting," Ava speaks a she lowers her gun. "And my job is done." She gestured to the dead body.
"Uh," Yelena calls out, moving forward to stop in for of her, as she points her gun at her. "But, you see my job is to keep an eye on you, so no, you aren't going anywhere anymore."
"So, you're keeping an eye on her?" John asked Yelena. "That's a half-way decent cover for somebody stealing assets from O.X.E."
"You're the one stealing-oh fuck," Anakin sighed, throwing his head back, catching a glimpse of Bob, who was still behind him. Anakin faced back to the group of trained killers. "None of us are stealing."
"Okay, it's clear we have all worked for Valentina in some sort of shadow O.X.E. capacity." Yelena says, as she puts her hands in the air.
John Walker glanced at Anakin, as if he didn't think it was a good idea to remove his gun. Not with an actual demon less that five feet away from him.
"Unless you have holy-water bullets, they won't work on me," Anakin deadpanned, giving Walker a sarcastic smile.
John finally lowered his gun as well, and Bob felt relief, that he wouldn't have to see a dead body in general, but that he didn't had to see the pretty man get shot.
"Yeah, so?" John asked.
"So, all of this stuff is O.X.E.'s secrets." Yelena made a gesture to what surrounded them. "But so are we."
