James POV:

His hands clasped around the door handle as he barged his shoulder into the solid door to the basement. The Soldier was ordered to wait in the basement for Nightshade. Her mission was to get the information to shut down the security system. Once they got there they were to follow the blue prints into subsystem below the city library.

Follow it. Eliminate the targets in the subsystem. Take any papers seen before getting out of there.

The clack of heels echoed down the stairs and The Soldier turned around to see Nightshade stalk down the stairs a gun in her left hand. Her dark curled hair was mussed and pulled back away from her blue eyes. A dark red bruise apparent on her neck where it met her shoulder, the black lace of her dress skimming her shoulders and her ample breasts.

Her blue eyes met his own as she walked further into the room going towards the security system near the door in the back. "Ready?" She asked her fingers ripping at the sides of her tight skirt so her legs had free movement. The Soldier nodded from behind his mask and she pushed the numbers quickly into the pad.

"Good." She replied and waited back so he could go first with the assault rifle.

Once they got to the entrance to the basement of the city library and he nodded to Nightshade to go before him. She nodded and looked to the wires above the door which lead into the ceiling. A high metallic noise rang in his ears as she pulled a thin knife from her garter and set about cutting the wires open to follow its path.

Screwing her eyes up and tilting her head to the side she beckoned him over. "I need to get up there, give me a boost." She stated and he knelt down onto one knee as she clambered onto his shoulders. She tapped his shoulder and he stood up, his metal arm wrapping around her warm bare calf and his flesh hand wrapped around her other calf.

She quickly pulled the system out from the ceiling and ripped the circuitry down. He could hear an electric whir from behind his head as Nightshade shut the system down behind him.

"Done." She said as he put her down and she pulled the door open.

It took quick work for them to eliminate all of the targets in the basement. Nightshade alternating between ripping her blade through them or pressing her hand gun into their bodies. He offloaded his ammunition into their temples knocking them down where they stood. Scanning the room they picked out blood soaked files and loaded them into a briefcase before retracing their steps back out onto the streets.

Taking separate routes, his via the roofs and hers via the streets, they made their way back to the motel rooms they had reserved in a nearby hotel.

The Soldier was swiping his rifles as he heard his window slide open. Turning round he brought the rifle to his eye as the deadly form of Nightshade entered the window.

He dropped the rifle to the desk and stood still as Nightshade sauntered over to him. "We're alone now, you can take off the mask." She spoke her voice silky as she pulled her hair down.

The soldier walked forward until he was standing in front of her looking down to her face. He tilted his head to the side as she looked up into his eyes, squinting, before a catlike grin graced her blood red lips. She brought her hands up and he clasped them in his hands stopping their movement before dropping them and letting them carry on their path towards his face.

She slipped her nails into the clasp of his mask and popped it off of his face before pulling it off and stepping back away from him. "There, you don't look so bad now, do you?"

His lips quirked up of their own accord and he looked to the side before following her. "Nightshade-"

"It's Daria." She stated as she slipped out of her heels and her posture relaxed.

"Daria." He said tasting her name on his lips and reached his hand out to touch her brown locks.

"Mhmm." She purred and leant into the touch of his flesh hand. "What's yours?"

His hand stopped in her hair and dropped to her shoulder as a glazed look covered his face. "James… I think." Daria quirked her lips and looked out of the corner of her eyes.

"Is this good?" She asked, pressing her body up against his, her thumb stroking lightly against his wind chapped cheeks. Light puffs of her breath tickling his face, his tongue wetting his lips of their own accord.

"Kukla, this is the only good I'll ever get." She smiled, her lip curling up in a half smirk as he caressed her hip and pulled her tight to his body. Leaning down he slid his hand into her locks, tilting her head back. She let out a breathy sigh as his chapped lips met her velvet ones.

The heat from her plump lips seeped into him and he pressed in harder, chasing it. Her breath hitched and pressed back into him with the same ferociousness, pulling his bottom lip between her own, nipping at it and eliciting a growl from him.

He walked her backwards until she was resting against the wall. Her hands wandered down his back and pulled him close until there was no space between them. Her nails dug into his neck and he released her lips, huffing a breath. Daria sighed as his mouth went to her neck and she jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist.

He laughed for the first time he could remember and she slammed her lips back onto his.

Bucky launched out of the bed and swiped the beads of sweat off of his forehead. Daria…Nightshade. He swung his legs off of the bed and jumped up to rip a notebook out of his backpack. Daria. He scratched her name into the notebook and hastily shoved necessities into the bag. Need to find her.

Slipping his bag onto his back he slunk out of the window and ran across the buildings, getting away from the apartment. His mind racing over the flashes of brown locks, fresh scars, silver blades and shark teeth hidden in a pretty mouth. He ran away, not sure where he was going but knowing that Daria would play a part of its path