"Ghost. Security Level 5. Access Granted."
Down an empty corridor, a sliding door opened, and a shadowy figure slipped through the entrance and into the HYDRA facility; a large sniper rifle slung over her shoulder. Alexandra Du Bois; or as she was currently known as: Ghost. The young sniper walked silently through the halls, her footsteps echoing down the empty corridors. I wonder where everyone is, she thought to herself. The assassin had been out for the past three days on a personal mission, and had just finished up her little assignment.
Turning the corner, she began to hear something. Voices? It sounded like some people were talking. She recognized one of the voices immediately; Zane. She hadn't had much interaction with the man with her always being out, but she knew he was a talented and skilled Hydra agent; someone she was glad to have on her side. As she continued walking, she heard a second voice; softer, younger. It was one she didn't recognize. Is that a child? Alexandra had heard some rumors about a covert Hydra unit centered around children, but she had dismissed it as just a rumor. Who knew what the heads of Hydra were up to. Ghost was just an expendable weapon for Hydra. Nothing more, nothing less. I am the hand of death, the Fate Atropos; My hands are the shears of life, erasing all in existence... Alexandra muttered the mantra under her breath that had been instilled in her from a young age. It was a pretty dark quote, but it was one that always kept her calm; focused on who she was.
Rounding the final corner, Alexandra recognized Zane and the young girl she had heard earlier. They seemed to be having a pleasant conversation. Ghost would have preferred to not interact with them, but she had to pass them on the way to the kitchen to grab some dinner. Silent and stoic, the female Hydra agent approached the duo.
