Nat and Yelena have reunited and are living together in when the Red Widow is sent to eliminate them. Who will end up alive?
all or none
Partially follows the story of black widow in some parts but otherwise is mine.
Nat/black widow belongs to MCU...
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The week began as normal, I was looking forward to my mission on Friday however during the Tuesday in our rotation to ballet class someone tried to escape the red room and it all made us show a bit of sadness because we know she is not coming back to our class.
We all knew what to do and went up to our dorms still in our pointe shoes, before they were taken from us as usual and leotards and were told to sit so we could do emergency register and check everyone is here however I looks like a group of people had tried to escape and three of the four must have made it past the gate because we were kept in a lockdown all day with our groups of around 23, we had around 15 guards to make sure no one slipped away. It was a lockdown that for our class was hard because we knew those girls and we were raised with them however our robot emotions came back to us when we actually began ballet class, we were handed our shoes and we were told to dance for our life, that was always meant very literally because if we made one mistake, if we couldn't stay on our box or we fell out of a turn that was it, we were dead. A sense of relief came over me when that class finished.
We moved out to combat where we were given a knife and were told to fight to the death, I was called up and I walked with power into the centre of the circle and waited for my opponent to be called. "Kya" Madame B called and I knew who she, she is a 10-year-old widow in training very shy girl, I've seen her fight and I knew it was unfair for her to fight me for one I was 5 years older than her and I have more strength.
We are told to go to a stance.
I knew how she fought, she is young and eager they punch first so I waited and dodged the punch and jabbed her in the ribs then the stomach to have her doubled over and when she stood up, I ran at her hooked my right arm around her neck swung my body round to land on my left foot and bent my knee so I could swing my right leg round to take her out and then I was told to stab her so I had to be come heartless and I did it.
Another death on me.
As the day drew to a close, I began studying my files again and I learnt that Natalia often uses hooks and lines to swing on during fights whereas Yelena uses knives or any objects around her to fight, they both have lots of force in kicks however I have more strength in punches so I should aim to use them mostly.
We got called for dinner if that is what it should be called, it was dried bread really. We walked past the ballet studio, which i would have seen as a safe haven if we were outside of the red room, as we headed to our rooms to get changed into pyjamas when I got pulled aside by guards saying that Madame B needed me.
I was ushered to her office where I was given my suit for missions and she told me "Your ceremony has been pushed forward and so has your mission" I was handed an all-black suit with red stitching and red logo on the arm of the widows. In a weird way I felt proud of myself to be given my own widow suit for my mission. "Thank you, Madame, I said before I was rushed to bed and my right hand is handcuffed above my head as it has been for the last 4383 nights I has slept here.
The day I had dreaded was here, you were meant to be happy about this day however I didn't want this I wanted to be able to have children in my future, I want to be able to treat them right and not have them sent of to a ballet school which is a cover for a brutal assassin academy. I felt one single tear drop from my left eye. I quicky wiped it with my spare arm and fell asleep only to be woken earlier than all the other girls by Madame B who told me to get dressed into surgical gowns then she walked down to the operating theatre where I was laid on a bed and all I remember was a stab in my arm then I woke up to see my heart monitor beating and I was allowed one day off to recover before I was told to get on a plane.
I went to the bathroom and saw my scar and I thought to myself 'bye bye bikinis' I gave myself a pity smile in the mirror and told myself "Not long till your outta here" I couldn't wait to leave this place finally.
