[ 0 ] Marshall (Hitman AU)

ALISTIION

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Name

Marshall

Profession

Hitman, street fighter.

Weapons of Choice

Spiked brass knuckles, throwing knives.

Profile


Demeanor
     Quiet and detached, Marshall hardly speaks to any others on the team. If anyone approaches her and attempts to make small talk, chances are they’ll just get clipped answers and a glare. She isn’t exactly.. Unkind, but she’s blunt, and rude- Her own creature, if you will.
     Quick and efficient in her work, Marshall tends to stay away from doing the killing herself, but will not hesitate on the occasions that she does take a life. On missions, she is more prone to keep watch or guard an exit. 

History
    Marshall never had the best relationship with her parents, always being the problem child, never enough for them. There were fights, screaming matches; Marshall spent more time out of  their house than in it. It had stopped being home once she could think for herself, and for years had simply been a building where she sometimes slept.
     It was on nights when she wasn’t in the house that Marshall discovered her love of fighting, savoring the pain and satisfaction. High risk, high reward- Especially once she delved further into the world of fighting rings; dangerous setups that more often than not.. ended in death.
     The bruises and cuts led to questioning, inquiries from dear mom and dad that Marshall could not, would not answer. More fights, more nights spent amongst the jeering crowds and greasy fighters.
     Until one night it came to a head. In the midst of an argument, her father stormed over to the decorative gun case in the living room, smashing the case in his haste to pull out the firearm. He aimed it straight for her head, Marshall frozen in shock and terror; It was easier to face death when she knew she had a chance to win.
     There was a click, and her father stared at it, dumbfounded. No one moved, until her mother exploded with, “Goddamnit! You forgot to load it you fucking idiot!”
     That told Marshall enough. She left that night and never looked back.
     About a month later, she ran into Reagan while hunting down someone who owed her money- The rest is history.