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</div><br/>Sporting a navy blue long dress, Oaklynn glanced around the room. Tonight she was in the estate of an criminal organization in Italy, a missio for her mother. After the Avengers dissembled, her mother and father created their own agency. Only the best of the best spies and agents got except. Oak thought her mother had left that life behind when she joined shield and she thought her father had left that life after being accused of killing a world leader of Wakanda before the T'Challa took the role.<br/><br/>But never the less, Oak had followed in their footsteps. Natasha had trained her in the Red Room along side her father, Bucky. While her parents were always harsh on her when it came to her training, they made she grew up knowing her parents loved her.<br/><br/>Oak clapped and smiled as she brushed the blonde strand of hair off her bare shoulder. Tonight she dawned a long blonde wig along with her dress. Her mission, getting files from the head of the organization. After dinner was served, Oak would glance at the second in command. She would give him small smiles here and there, making him think she was flirting with her.<br/><br/>After dinner was time for the socialization. Oak spoke to many people here and there but kept an eye on the second. Finally, he would come over and introduced himself. Oak gave him a shy smile, "I know who you are. I'm Annette Bisset. It's a pleasure to meet you."<br/><br/>"Aww but the pleasure is all mine, m'lady," he said charmingly. Oak twirled a blonde strand around her finger. "Do you mind if we go somewhere private, maybe somewhere we won't get caught," she asked flirtatiously. He nodded and started taking her upstairs. Surely he wasn't that dumb as to take her to his bosses office. But at last, he was dumb. He moved her to the desk and pressed against her. She smiled at him as she glided her hand along his strong next. He went in to kiss her but as soon as his mouth touch her's, he was on the floor passed out. Inside her ring was the tiniest needle with poison. Not enough to kill someone, just make them unconscious.<br/><br/>With the second dead to the world for the time being, Oak moved to the computer and hacked into it. There she popped a micro flash drive hiding in her necklace into the drive. As the files were downloading, she got a phone call. Oak looked at her phone and rolled her eyes, it was her mother. " What? I'm in the middle of something," Oak said annoyed.<br/>" 1. Do not give me that tone. And 2. There's a new job for you."