Young Sara Myeong has only known hard work and pain her entire life. With her and her father living from paycheck to paycheck in the city that never sleeps, she could only hope that her kindness and patience would bring her good karma.
Instead it br...
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Natasha Romanoff was a beautifully intimidating woman and if Sara hadn't been so terrified by her than she would've been attracted to her instead. When Coulson walked up to the red head with Sara trailing behind, she had raised a delicate eyebrow in confusion and amusement.
Sara played with her fingers, eyes flickering around her as she took in the sight of everyone around her. There were men running around, doing things, professional looking things that had begun to scare Sara. Coulson had filled her in a little on what was going on but even now she was kind of unsure of everything. Apparently this organization had some kind of blue cube which gave off a lot of energy and some man had came out of this cube, mind controlled a lot of people in the facility (one of Natasha's closest friends included), and then ran off with it, leaving the building to collapse behind him.
"I saw your video." Sara blinked, and focused on Natasha as the woman finally spoke up to her. Video? Oh. She was talking about the car video. Why had Natasha watched that? "We're going to be working together, of course I saw your video."
"O-oh. Sorry," Sara said with a nervous chuckle. "Sorry, I'm kind of nervous. I know I got my power thing and all but all this seems very life and death and I did not think this would be something I'd be involved in any time soon. Seems something Iron Man would do."
"He is," Natasha told her. Sara blinked, confused. "Iron Man, Tony Stark," Natasha clarified. "He will be involved in this unfortunately."
Sara's eyebrows came together, not understanding the woman's dislike towards the self made hero. She knew Tony Stark was quite out there if the tabloids had anything to say about it but since the man proclaimed himself as Iron Man, Sara gained a sense of respect for the man.
"U-unfortunately?" Sara couldn't help but ask. At the woman's piercing stare, she quickly added, "Ma'am."
"Didn't you read the files?" At Sara's blank stare, Natasha let out a sharp breath. "The files on the Avengers? Didn't Agent Coulson brief you on who you would be working with?"
Sara shook her head slowly and shrugged her shoulders. Coulson had kind of seemed like he was in a rush and just dumped her on Natasha. Sara had actually been hoping that maybe Natasha could clarify some things for her instead.
Natasha rolled her eyes and Sara felt a sliver of dread creep into her. She knew this wasn't really her fault, or even Coulson's, he obviously had things to do, but with the way Natasha was acting she couldn't help but feel as if it was her fault.
"Maybe you could give me the file now," Sara suggested. Natasha stared at her for a moment but nodded sharply, seeming to agree with Sara's thought.
The red head nodded her towards the inside of the large ship before walking in that direction. Sara quickly jogged behind her, trying her best to keep up with the fast paced woman. She pouted to herself as she realized that maybe Natasha didn't like her. She couldn't really understand why because she had never met the woman before but maybe she was just overly cautious.
