"I couldn't give you up."
"...I know."
As the daughter of Black Widow, Nyla-Rose is used to the craziness that has become her life. When sudden truths are revealed and she's finally ready to take a break from everything, an intergalactic sociopath s...
Natasha somersaulted over a piece of rubble, shooting at the oncoming horde of Outriders while staying on Clint's tail as he ran through the battlefield.
"You good back there?" He shouted to her.
"Fine!"
There was nothing more natural to Natasha than fighting as she covered for Clint and it was with a pure rush of adrenaline and euphoria that she surged forward with the deadly grace that exemplified her name: The Black Widow.
"Cap, what do you want me to do with this damn thing?"
"Get those stones as far away as possible!"
"No!" Bruce's voice interrupted the communication system, so loud that Nat winced as she stabbed a disfigured thing in the throat. "We need to get them back where they came from!"
"No way to get them back. Thanos destroyed the quantum tunnel," Tony pointed out.
"Hold on!" Scott ordered through the comms. "That wasn't our only time machine."
The sound of a cheerful and way out of place horn pierced the air and gave the assassins a small window of distraction to open up a clear path.
"I'm guessing we follow the noise?" Nat asked.
"Let's hope it's close."
"Anyone see an ugly, brown van up there?"
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A large blur of limbs and sharp teeth suddenly tackled Natasha to the ground and she held her arms up to avoid getting mauled directly in the face, her shoulder blades digging into the rocks beneath her.
"Nat!"
"I got it!" Clint hesitated a few yards away. "Go!"
She twisted and hooked her leg around the Outrider's torso, using all her upper body strength to reverse their positions and in one fluid motion, pulled a blade from her left hip and slit the monster's throat. Black blood gushed from the wound and she grimaced when a few drops hit her cheek. She shoved the corpse away and scrambled to her feet. Clint had disappeared in the dust and without him, Nat felt a bit lost as couldn't see anyone she knew around her, but it was a feeling for naught. The battlefield had always been a second home to her. Sighing, she drew out her batons and gripped them tightly as more of the monsters caught sight of her and began to charge her way. It was barely seconds past when she electro-shocked the last of the group before dismembering it for good measure, blew the hair out of her eyes and traded her batons in for a handgun.
"Still got it," she said with a little grin.
"Can't argue with that."
She turned to see Pietro with an impressed look on his face, black goo staining the front of his suit like ketchup stains. Bucky stood beside him and, ever the watchful soldier, continued to fire off more rounds, hitting things at a distance no normal human being could.
