Shadow Girls - Natasha and Peggy
Natasha wouldn't call this living, but it was certainly survival. She took the jobs she could get, no matter how horrific, and it kept food on her plate. She was alive and free, despite the Red Room's best attempts otherwise, and she planned to keep it that way. Surviving was spiteful, and that was exactly what she wanted to be.
She had just finished her most recent job, and her target lay dead on the floor. The poor man hadn't known what hit him, which was so much the better. She left him there, making her way out of the building to report to her client. Target eliminated.
It wasn't long before she detected someone trailing her, hearing footsteps a little ways away. She began to run, intending to get the hell out of here before someone caught her. She'd kill if she had to, but there was something in her that was hesitant to kill anyone who wasn't a target.
