The Blood soaked party (4)

Marcus looked at the downed soldiers with contempt and said,

-Is this what the elite team of brainwashed super-soldiers amount to? Strictly speaking, I am disappointed!

He was pretty surprised when these super soldiers from the hydra experiment jumped on him like rabid dogs. It means hydra unleashed all of them and that also means the winter soldier is also on the loose way before he was supposed to. Luckily he was not sent here. He looked at their soul with his soul vision and all he could see a murky smoke, way beyond any possibility of salvation.

-Let me just put you out of your misery...

He muttered to himself grabbed a gun and shoot square on the forehead. Just as he neared the group standing by, a rocket came shooting towards them like a shooting star.

**BOOM**

Marcus was surprised... not because they were ambushed but because Winston didn't intercept it. Since he picked up about 6 powerful signatures in the vicinity lurking about, he was pretty sure Winston did too.

[I really hate Win's playful nature.] Marcus thought. Right at that moment, someone popped out of the ground like a mole pointing a 10 gauge shotgun at his head. Before the newcomer could squeeze the trigger, Marcus dropped his upper body by bending his waist forward while simultaneously throwing a back kick on the attacker's chest, which landed right on the sternum.

*Boom*

With a mini shock wave, the attacker shot off and crashed on a wall cracking the plaster. But he quickly got off and run away... Marcus was a little astonished. It was an amount of force that was enough to shatter the sternum of a super soldier, even if he was to wear a shock-absorbing kevlar vest. Yet the newcomer shook it off like a cat and hid again.

[Well, at least he understands he is no match for me.] Marcus thought when he analyzed.

-Win, everyone's ok?

Marcus shouted. Multiple grunts and coughing sound came out of smoke.

-We are... alive I guess.

Natasha's voice could be heard. She was still groaning in pain from the shock wave. But she was astonished as her body had little to no damage even though the rocket went off only 2 feet from them. When the dust and smoke cleared, Winston was seen shielding Barton with a huge modular shield which he took out from God knows where and surprisingly Annie could be seen shielding Natasha. The side facing the blast could be seen covered with crystal on Annie's body.

[Hmmm, this body indeed has some interesting quirky abilities.] She thought. When Natasha looked she realized why she was alright. Seeing the rocket she curled in her body to reduce the impact area and Annie covered her body after that, which was the same case for Barton too.

Just when everyone about to get up, a young woman with a huge long sword suddenly jumped out of the 5th-floor window of a nearby building and dropped a horizontal slash on Winston.

-Like hell I am going to let others steal the target after coming this long way into this desert country... hell no...

Winston quickly grabbed the collar of Barton's suit and threw him aside with mild force and stopped the sword with his shield.

*CLANG*

The force behind the slash even astonished Winston. As he was about to deflect the slash by tilting the shield minutely during that millisecond after impact, the sword suddenly caught on fire giving a vicious roar and the force behind the sword multiplied. Though the slash was deflected in the end, when the sword dropped on the ground, it created a mini blast launching Winston 6 feet away.

Winston backed away 5 feet more and stabilized, finally getting the chance the observe the newcomer.

It was a young woman with long whitish hair down to a waist that flowed freely and wore a more casual punkish attire, consisting of a dark blue hooded jacket, a tattered dark crimson shirt (which was very tight around the chest region) and black pants with military-style combat boots. She also had a cybernetic arm in place of his right arm. Winston felt an odd sense of familiarity from her. He felt like he knew her but couldn't put his finger on exactly who she was. It was a bizarre feeling indeed.

-You actually managed to deflect that! You are not weak then. I was pretty sure I would be able to scrap that shield. Makes my time worthwhile though. It would have pretty disappointing if turned out to be a wild goose chase in the end.

The young woman said in a casual tone while taking out the sword which embedded in the concrete due to sheer force and rested it on his left shoulder.

Without answering her Winston told his two friends,

-Natasha, Clint, Looks like you two have to sit this one out. Since the extraction target is not here anymore, you guys should leave.

-Not in seven hell, I would never leave a fellow friend behind. I have a feeling this crazy chick has friends on stand by. I shall cover you. Let's retreat together.

Clint barked while knocking an arrow on his bow. He subconsciously considered Winston his friend and comrade after he shielded him from the rocket and threw him away from the sword attack.

At that moment Marcus shouted from a distance while surprisingly also entangled with another swordsman wielding a huge claymore which was almost a man's length long.

-Hey, Kid couldn't you hold onto your panty a little longer? Was that really necessary to jump the gun this early?

-Fuck off Dante... I came here first so this gig is mine period.

The woman said barking at the middle-aged man with sword and neck length white hair. Then she slashed at Winston. But Winston was jolted hearing the name Dante and directly grabbed the sword with his hand. Thus the slash stopped midway astonishing the young woman. He then carefully looked at the sword he grabbed.

It had an ornately etched base, and appears to be modelled after the German Großes Messer (lit. "Great Knife"), but its most unique feature is that it has been specially customized with a motorcycle-like grip, when twisted, sprays a flammable fuel across the blade, greatly increasing the power of its blows which was used on him earlier.

It was indeed the sword Red Queen he knew. But the wielder is supposed to be... Winston carefully looked at the woman. Then he looked at the other man who the woman called Dante. The man was pretty recognizable. It was indeed Dante. Anyone who played DMC once would recognize that laid back attitude and huge ass sword with skull guard from miles away. Then he looked at the woman again. The woman looked very much like Dante. Or more precisely like Eva, Dante's mother. At that moment the woman yanked out the red queen out of his grasp and took some distance.

[What the hell...] she astonished in her mind. Winston looked at her and asked despite having a rough idea of who she was...

-And who might you be...?

-That's none of your concern.

-Well I think it is very much my concern. I am attacked with a huge ass sword out of nowhere suddenly.

-Alright, let me rephrase my question? Are you daughter of that man over there?

Winston said while pointing at Dante who was having a sword fight with Marcus with a playful smile under his mask.

-Wait what?! No, absolutely not. Why would I be daughter of that schmuck? I am the daughter of... You are playing me...!

-Congrats sunshine! Looks like you caught up. You are indeed Vergil's daughter. Always a step behind.

-You know my father!

(Dante in distance-" he knows my brother!")

-heeeeee... Looks like you are pretty confident yourself. It would be more fun to erase than smug under your mask. I hope you don't cry like a bitch afterwards. Remember my name, Eve, who is going to wipe the floor with you.

Eve said while stabbing the red queen on the ground and revving it twice.