[The Secret Files Of Agent 13] - Peggy VS Dottie - A Battle Of Wits And Skill

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Since the moment Fennhoff was taken into custody, Peggy had made it her mission to track down Dottie. She had spent countless hours pouring over files, analyzing clues, and following leads. Her determination was unwavering, fueled by a burning desire to bring justice to those affected by Dottie's actions.

Despite the countless obstacles that stood in her way, Peggy refused to give up. She spent sleepless nights poring over surveillance footage and interviewing witnesses, always staying one step ahead of her elusive target.

Finally, after weeks of tireless effort, Peggy's perseverance paid off. She had tracked down Dottie's location.

However, the former Soviet operative had gone to great lengths to conceal her true identity. Peggy had discovered that Dottie was now working as a waitress in a small restaurant under the false name of Millie Riversong.

Peggy arrived at the restaurant on a dark, quiet night, determined to find Dottie at any cost. As she slipped inside, she expertly concealed her features with a wide-brimmed hat, carefully surveying the scene around her.

As she waited, Peggy's eyes swept across the room in search of any signs of her elusive target. Despite her keen instincts and careful attention to detail, she was initially unable to locate Dottie. However, as she sat patiently at her table, she soon caught a glimpse of the Leviathan spy.

Peggy watched in awe as Dottie moved about the restaurant, her appearance, and mannerisms expertly disguised. With a new hair color and style, different clothing, and a completely transformed persona, Dottie seemed like an entirely different person. Peggy couldn't help but be impressed by her adversary's ability to blend in seamlessly with her surroundings, even under the watchful eye of a trained agent.

Despite her admiration for Dottie's skills, Peggy remained focused on her mission.

As Dottie approached Peggy's table and placed a steaming cup of coffee in front of her, Peggy calmly removed her hat and revealed her face to her adversary. With a sly smirk, she locked eyes with Dottie, determined to show her that she had the upper hand.

Dottie's expression immediately turned to one of shock and alarm, realizing too late that she had been caught. In a moment of desperation, she seized the cup of coffee from the table and hurled it at Peggy's face.

When Dottie threw the cup of coffee at her, Peggy reacted with lightning-fast reflexes. She ducked and spun around, avoiding the hot liquid as it flew through the air. In one fluid motion, Peggy lashed out with a powerful kick to Dottie's chest, sending her staggering backward.

* WHAM *

The impact of the blow echoed through the restaurant, causing the other patrons to jump and gasp in surprise. Peggy landed on her feet, ready for whatever came next. However, she was not prepared for what she saw.

As Dottie licked the blood from her arms, Peggy realized that her adversary was no ordinary criminal. With a growing sense of unease, she noticed that Dottie had fangs. Peggy's mind raced as she tried to make sense of the situation. Was Dottie a mutant? Had she been exposed to some kind of experimental serum?

"Are you a mutant?" Peggy asked, her voice steady but tinged with apprehension.

Dottie's grin widened, revealing a mouthful of razor-sharp fangs. "No, my dear," she replied. "I'm not a mutant. I'm a vampire. And you won't be alive to remember that."

Without warning, Dottie charged toward Peggy, her movements lithe and predatory. She struck out with a powerful punch aimed straight at Peggy's face. Peggy was ready, however, and she blocked the blow with ease. With lightning-fast reflexes, Peggy responded in kind, unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks aimed at Dottie's body.

Their blows rang out like thunder through the restaurant as they exchanged fierce attacks, each determined to come out on top. Peggy's years of training and experience gave her an edge, but Dottie was no slouch. She fought back with the skill and ferocity of a seasoned assassin, making Peggy work for every inch of ground she gained.

Despite the intense fight, Peggy was confident that she had the upper hand. That is until Dottie grabbed a chair and hurled it at her with lightning speed. Peggy managed to dodge the flying object, but she wasn't prepared for what came next.

As Peggy dodged the chair, Dottie took advantage of the distraction and struck out with a surprise punch.

Peggy reacted quickly, grabbing her arm and twisting it behind her back. Dottie let out a cry of pain as her shoulder snapped with an audible crack. Peggy was momentarily taken aback by the ferocity of her adversary's reaction. Dottie's eyes blazed red, and her hands contorted into claws as she lunged towards Peggy, intent on unleashing her fury.

Despite Dottie's sudden burst of strength and rage, Peggy refused to give in. She fought back with everything she had, evading and blocking Dottie's attacks with lightning-fast reflexes. Blow after blow rained down on Peggy, but she refused to back down, pushing herself to the limit to keep her adversary at bay.

During the fight, Peggy noticed something strange happening to Dottie. Her skin seemed to ripple and shift, and Peggy realized that Dottie was beginning to transform into something else entirely. Peggy knew that she had to end the fight quickly before things got even more out of hand.

However, Peggy was caught off guard as Dottie threw a vicious kick to her face, sending her reeling backward. Dazed and disoriented, Peggy struggled to regain her footing, but before she could recover, Dottie was on top of her. Peggy could feel the heat of Dottie's breath on her face, and the foul smell of saliva drooling onto her clothes.

Panic began to set in as Dottie bared her fangs, preparing to sink them into Peggy's flesh. But Peggy refused to go down without a fight. Summoning every ounce of her strength, she managed to throw Dottie off of her and scramble to her feet.

With fierce determination, Peggy launched herself at Dottie, raining down a flurry of blows until her adversary lay motionless and unconscious on the ground. Peggy's heart was pounding with adrenaline, and her body was aching from the brutal fight, but she knew that the danger was finally over. She had triumphed over her foe and emerged victorious.

Later, Dottie Underwood was brought into the New York Bell Company, her hands cuffed behind her back. Peggy Carter was waiting for her, a look of grim determination etched on her face. "You're not going anywhere, Miss Underwood," Peggy said, her voice cold and steely.

Dottie smirked. "Oh, Agent Carter, I must say I'm impressed. You managed to catch me after all."

Peggy narrowed her eyes. "I'm not here to play games, Underwood. I want to know everything about your handlers in Russia and your current mission."

Dottie leaned back in her chair, chuckling. "You think I'm just going to spill my guts to you, Carter? How naive."

Peggy remained unfazed. "I'm not afraid of you, Underwood. And that means you can't win."

Dottie's expression hardened. "You have no idea what you're up against, Agent Carter."

Peggy pulled out a small box and opened it, revealing a pin inside. "This was in the safety deposit box you were after. What is it?"

Dottie's eyes widened in recognition, but she remained tight-lipped. "That pin is worth more than money, Carter. You'll never be able to understand its true value."

Peggy's resolve only grew stronger. "Then I suppose we'll have to find out together, won't we?"

Peggy's eyes narrowed as she leaned in closer to Dottie, "I want to know where you got that pin and why it's so valuable."

Dottie leaned back in her chair and smirked, "And I want to know what deal you're offering me."

Peggy folded her arms and shook her head, "I'm not offering any deals. You're going to tell me what I want to know."

Dottie raised an eyebrow, "And what if I don't?"

Peggy leaned in even closer, "Then I'll make sure you're put away for good."

Dottie chuckled, "You're not afraid to get your hands dirty, are you?"

Before Peggy could answer, the door burst open and a group of FBI agents entered the room, causing Peggy to reach for her gun. Vernon Masters stepped forward, "I'm sorry Agent Carter, but we're taking over this case."

Peggy's grip on her gun tightened, "What's going on here, Masters?"

Masters motioned to the agents, "We're taking Dottie into custody. It's out of your hands now."

Dottie smirked as the agents removed her handcuffs, "Looks like I won this round, Peggy." She walked out of the room with the FBI agents, leaving Peggy frustrated and determined to uncover the truth about the pin.

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