Could she possibly have come up with any stupider of a decision? The girl, hunted by HYDRA, a target that could be turned in a single second, out in the world, yet worse the busy streets of New York City. Nope. This was about as bad of a decision as they came, but she knew she needed to find him, the man responsible for everything that happened to her in those dour damp halls of HYDRA.

Focus had to be kept, gripped onto tightly as it tried to slip away. Focus on her surroundings, focus on the people, and most important, focus on her mind and the memories that tried to come forth. A clear head was the only thing that would keep her from getting herself killed or worse. She would have to wait for Natasha to kill her later when she found out she had snuck out of the safe house.

A firm shoulder brushed against the young woman, followed by another and another. The crowded streets of NYC were bustling with denizens moving in all directions, hurrying to work, school, and other destinations. The thud of her heart was quickening, and anxiety building with each bump of another against her. Aria had spent two years isolated on the run after her year with HYDRA, making this the first time she had been out in the world since she was taken. This truly was a terrible idea.

A hooded sweater hid her from the world, from prying eyes and building cameras. Any one of the busy New Yorkers passing her could be HYDRA, any one of them carrying the trigger that activate the chip they had put in her head. In the blink of an eye, she would be their weapon, one that with her powers would be very hard to stop.

A hard bump made her stumble forward a bit, an inhaled breathe and startled “oh” escaping her lips. She turned to apologize, only to be met with anger. “Watch where your going!” The man huffed, walking away before she could even react. Aria turned and continued down the sidewalk, her breathes growing unsteady as the crowds began to thicken even more. Her mind began to betray her, focus slipping from her grasp. She moved to lean against a building wall, panicked breathes taking over her calm demeanor. Too many people. Too much commotion. The girl began overwhelmed, shaking her head as if trying to escape from a bad dream.

”What the hell??” A voice stated nearby, causing sharp blue eyes to gaze over. It was a man serving lunch to the busy pass bys, his surprised question in reaction to his hot dog cart which had begun shaking violently. The woman’s eyes widened, quickly realizing her panicked state was causing her abilities to lash out.