WARNING: Graphic Description of Violence (Dreykov's Death— first half of the chapter until Yelena comes in). Past Child Abuse.
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When I live in the numb And all feeling is gone
. . .
And something inside of Natasha snaps.
She lifts her head weakly, her vision swimming against the haze in her mind. At first, there's a burning fury that rages through her soul. But it quickly fades into a deep chill. It spreads through her veins, merging its way into every part of her until there's nothing left.
Black swirls continue to dance in front of her vision, but she doesn't give in to the darkness. Not yet. Her head rests gently against the guard's chest, her fingers softly dancing up the side of his neck, before gliding down to the side where his hidden knife is secured. He doesn't notice the movement, too consumed with following his orders through.
She bites quickly— like the spider she's named —and before he has the chance to alert the others, she thrust the blade into the delicate skin of his neck.
Immediately, blood splatters across her face, as it soaks through her suit. She barely has enough time to stagger to her feet, before the guard's grip weakens and his body crashes against the ground.
Natasha shakes her head, struggling to make out the blurry figures before her, as they begin to notice their fallen comrade. She tightens her grip across the blade, forcing herself to focus on the situation before her, and not the black spots creeping through the edges of her hazy vision.
Focus. Dreykov.
Focus. Three guards left between him and her.
Focus. Wait for them to attack first.
She watches Dreykov clench his jaw, while positioning himself behind his guards. It's obvious they're watching her. Watching her heavy breathing. And how her body is shaking, as she braces herself against the wall. And to top it off, she's covered in blood.
"Get her," Dreykov growls. The red alert echoing along the hall only amplifies their need to leave. There's a big chance of the other intruders locating them, the longer they stay in one place. And he can't risk them stopping him from getting her.
