Wicked Games// Natasha Romanoff

Chapter 1

It was 5 in the morning, the sky was dark and gloomy when Natasha woke up to a buzzing sound, she hushed as she picked up her phone from the floor, there in front of her own intoxicating green eyes, the message she was so dreadful to see, by the mysterious anonymous texter she had received.

"179 Village View Drive Sweden... You know what you have to do" it said and with it, a photo of a man attached. She rolled her eyes as she woke from the cold floor where she was sleeping. She headed to the bathroom that was in such a bad state that it couldn't even be considered as one. She got dressed in her normal clothes which were always a hoodie and a pair of old ripped jeans. As she washed her face, she looked in the mirror as she stared at every imperfection she had. There she was, the best female assassin in Russia, it might have been a title of high possession but for her, it was nothing but of the pain she had to pass through during the years. She packed her usual outfit which consisted of a tight black leather suit and headed out not leaving a trace of her. She met with a guy who gave her a fake ID and passport so she could flee the country if anything unexpected happened.

As she arrived in Sweden, she took a breath of relief when she was met with the apartment she was going to stay in. It was in a very poor state, not even a rat would live in there the conditions were terrible, but she was used to it by now, she wished better but she knew that if she ever complained about her life or her payment the consequences would be far worse than a badly kept apartment. She unpacked her staff and left to get lunch double checking if she locked the door.

As she arrived back to the apartment, she dressed into her suit loaded her guns and other stuff she used to carry with her in these types of missions, and then dressed a long coat over it to hide everything. The person she was gonna kill was still very mysterious to her. She only knew the address and the picture of the person they send her but that was all. The men she was going to kill in Sweden seemed very suspicious, the type of men that you would feel very uncomfortable around. The man appeared to be in his 50s with black eyes, grayish hair and eyebrows, and a wondrously evil expression.

She arrived at the place, it was a large mansion, it was so huge that when she saw the mansion it started overwhelming her, it was not easy to find someone when they live in such a big place, these types of people could even have a shelter underneath. She entered slowly and cautiously as she made sure to lock every door behind her and check for cameras. She was soon faced with a man who was in the kitchen trying to get a cup of tea. He stood there in shock. He had a lot of trauma on him that when he saw the guns in Natasha's he didn't even scream. Natasha went behind him as she cuffed him and pulled him to the van. She duct-taped his mouth and locked him in the van as she went to see if there were any other people in the house.

Once she has scanned everywhere and was almost sure there were no more people, she saw a chair slightly moving she furrowed her eyebrows as she took her gun out ready to shoot, she moved the chair only to find a scared woman underneath the desk, shaking in fear. She raised her eyebrows as she kept eye contact with her "Don't shoot please I beg you" she said while holding her hands up. Natasha lowered her gun while still looking at her. As that happened, she tried to get up and run but Natasha immediately got a hold of her hands and cuffed her "you have the courage to ran away from me like that" she said smiling as she muffled her strong screams using duct tape and then carried her to the van trying not to make a sound.

Then she showed the picture of the men she was assigned to kill to the men she was holding hostage in her van. He told her everything he knew while trembling in fear, she jumped out and went to search for him to see where he was. She searched and searched until she found him and shoot a bullet straight in his head. Leaving the body there she ran to the van. She signed a breath of relief once she had killed him. As Natasha entered the van, she pointed her gun at the old men and shoot him "thanks for the help but I don't need you anymore" she said. Then her gun shifted to the woman who was now looking straight at her scared to death but still trying not to show fear. Something about her was different, she just couldn't point out what it was. She lowered her gun and closed the van door confused as hell what just happened. She put on her seatbelt as she stomped on the gas pedal, letting her go on a high speed to the unknown.

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Hey! Hope you liked the first part of this story. Am sorry if it was a little boring but it will get better I promise. Anyways let me know what you think in the comments. Thanks ;)