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what happens when y/n a 24 year old enhanced assassin
is on the run from hydra, red room and S.H.I.E.L.D.
the avengers are tasked to track the criminal down. but what will happen when natasha discovers that the girl they are...
i planted myself on the couch and let the music echo through my body. i was playing one of my backing tracks that i'd created not that long ago, i hummed along and made up lyrics as it played.
i've been watchin' you for some time can't stop starin' at those ocean eyes burning cities and napalm skies fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes your ocean eyes no fair you really know how to make me cry when you gimme those ocean eyes i'm scared i've never fallen from quite this high fallin' into your ocean eyes those ocean eyes
i paused once the last drop of liquid left the bottle. i groaned, i'd finished them all already? i stood up and made my way to the kitchen to grab myself another one where i was then greeted by romanoff,
"hey y/n-" i barged past her and carried on walking. i could feel her staring daggers into the back of my head while her friends murmured, which i decided to ignore. i feel bad, i mean after all she did help me last night but i never asked her to. im an assassin and ex-KGB and hydra experiment. i'm stern, vile, cruel and emotionless, i'm not supposed to have soft spots. ever. even from day one i've been told i can and will never be loved by anyone and to look out for no one but myself. natalia was the first person i ever let in. she had a deep place within my heart but she just proved me right, why i shouldn't open myself up to anyone. since the day she broke my trust and feelings i find it hard to know who you can believe now a days. once i'd collected myself more bottles i pushed past her and the girls once more.
"hello?" "rude" "we're standing here" they said. i heard romanoff say,
"let me go talk to her" i mentally groaned. i can't be fucked with this.
natasha's pov
"hey y/n" i greet, as i walk along side her. although she just continues to look ahead and carries on walking. i turned around towards the girls, who were just watching the scene in front of them play out. i gave them a 'what the fuck' kind of look. i just shrug it off and catch up with her. i ran down the hallway, thinking of where she could of gone until i bumped into someone,
"watch it" she said sternly while turning around.
"im s-sorry"
"why are you following me?" she raises an eyebrow.
"what have i done wrong" i asked.
"what do you mean."
"well you seem a bit off.."
she rolls her eyes and starts walking away again, "i can always count on you for compliments, romanoff"
"no no, fuck i didn't mean it like that" i try to follow her until snaps and she pushes me up against the wall,
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(kind of like that)
"then what do you mean" she growls. i tense up when i felt her warm breathe cover my face. "answer me"
"i-i u-uhm. its just that night i helped you, d-did it mean something to you? did i manage to help y-you" i ask
"wait, you think just because you helped me from one panic attack that all is forgiven?"
"n-no, i-i guess mayb-"
"YOU LEFT ME" she shouts, pressing our body's an inch closer making me shiver. "you may have helped me last night but i ask you. where were you all those years ago? huh? where were you when i needed you the most? when i was at my lowest." her words made my eyes start to tear, she shakes her head "stop crying. i meant nothing to you back then so don't start pretending you give a fuck about me now"
"whats going on?" a small voice called out making us both look towards her direction. it was morgan, tony's daughter. i watch as her hands trail down to her gun in its holster. i look up at y/n's face, who's still staring at the little brunette. she catches me looking, glaring back at me for a split second before letting me out of her grip,
"nothing" she simply answers.
"then what were you doing?"
she steps away, "what the fuck do you want"
the little girl smiles, "i'm morgan stark.
y/n scoffs, "i dont give a shit"
"who are you?" the little girl asks back
"none of your damn business"
"well it kind of is, i gave you my name it's only fair if you tell me yours" y/n is hard to reason with but she might have just met her match, morgan is sassy.
y/n takes out two of her guns, reloads them and proceeds to point them both of our foreheads making us both freeze, "we're finished here" she places her guns back and walks in the other direction.
