"Mum! Can I go play outside?" exclaimed Natasha, pointing towards the door. It was a warm summers evening and the crimson sun glowed effortlessly over the mountains of Stalingrad. "Ok daring, but take Elizaveta with you, she has just woken from her nap!" Jollily, Natasha assisted Elizaveta over to the door. "Natasha darling, you might want to put on a jumper, it may be warm but the wind is still biting." Natasha flicked her heels to face her mother. Suddenly the door slammed open and soldiers covered in black, no way to identify them scurried through the door and lifted Natasha from the safety of the ground. Frantically she kicked and beated them as they hauled her outside and into a black van, stamped with "The GBK". Her mother sprinted out after the van however it hastily sped away without a trace to be left. "Oh god!" exclaimed Mother as she painfully cried. She leapt for Elizaveta and hugged her tight, protecting her from the outside world.
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Natasha Romanoff | Guns and Roses
ActionI could see the needle anticipating my skin, almost as if it mocked me. Everything I had been through over the last month, but they couldn't resist. They need me, more than ever now. And if this the only way, they will surely take the bargain.
