1.1: Interrogation

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Location: 114 Silensky Plaza 3rd floor

   Natasha looks around trying to understand her surroundings. She's tied to a chair next to an empty elevator shaft. A few boxes and weapons are around the abandoned building. Three russian men stand in the corner speaking to each other in a hushed tone. They walk over to her. She stares at them watching as they approach, one comes over slapping her right across the face. Natasha takes it, dropping her head back until she looks at them again. So this is how it is gonna be. She thinks to herself before looking back up at them.

   The older man clearly the leader speaks first. "This is not how I wanted my night to go" he says in Russian. "I know how you wanted it to go. Believe me this is better" Natasha says back keeping her face neutral.

   "Who are you working for?" the older man starts while one of the grunts come over and pushes natashas chair back over the ledge. Natasha panics a bit, never being a fan of heights, her toes searching for the floor beneath them. "Do they think we have to go through them to move our cargo?" he says, watching the panic on Natashas face. "I thought the general was in charge of exports" she says, feeling her chair get lowered back to the ground and the grunt walk away. "General is a front, your outdated information betrays you. The famous Black Widow. Turns out to be simply just another pretty face." He says walking over to his toolset. "Do you really think i'm pretty?" Natasha asks, raising her eyebrow at him.

   One of the men comes over and forces her head back while pulling her jaw open. "Tell your boss to move his tanks." he picks up a large set of pillars. "Well you might have to write it down." he says smirking at her. Fuck okay plan B. Natasha thinks quickly looking around the room finding her best options. As she formulates a plan the piercing sound of a ringtone pulls her back. The man answers it and quickly looks at the boss. "It's for her" he says, unsure what to do. The boss drops the tool and quickly grabs the phone. "You listen carefully" he starts but is quickly interrupted. "You're at 114 Silensky plaza 3rd floor, we have an F-22 8 miles out, put the women on the phone or I will blow up the block before you make the lobby." the boss quickly walks over to Natasha putting the phone to her ear.

   "We need you to come in" Agent Coulson says through the phone. "Are you kidding me? I'm working." Natasha says clearly annoyed. "This takes precedence." Coulson says, trying to sway her. "I'm in the middle of an interrogation. This moron is giving me everything." Natasha says, eyeing the boss. The boss looks slightly more concerned knowing an F-22 is waiting for him "I don't give everything" Natasha looks up at him scoffing. "Look you can't take me out of this right now." she urges. "Natasha, y/n's been compromised" Coulson admits. A flash of concern crosses Natasha's face before she quickly composes herself "Let me put you on hold" she says, eyeing the boss to grab the phone.

    As he reaches for it she quickly kicks his knee making him drop in front of her. She headbutts him causing him to fall to the floor. Natasha stands up still tied to the chair, kicking one of the grunts to the ground while dodging a punch from the other and turning to whack him with the chair. Rolling to the other guy on the ground she sits down causing the legs of the chairs into his feet headbutting him. After a second she does a flip and lands on a guy breaking the chair. She stands up grabbing a leg of the chair using it to fight the guy. She drops it running up to him, using her signature move of wrapping her legs around his neck taking him down. Natasha pauses for a second but turns her attention to the boss. Grabbing the chain hanging from the ceiling she walks over to him wrapping his leg around it before pushing him into the elevator shaft. 

   She quickly goes and grabs the phone from the floor and her heels and walks out. "Where's y/n now?" Natasha asks. "We don't know," Coulson answers honestly. "But they are alive." Natasha says more of a statement then a question. "We think so, ill brief you on everything when you get back." 

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