Kidnapped

7

"W-what? Madam, I-"

"You know what I said, and I never gave you permission to speak. You've been here for months, you must have learned."

I nodded.

"I'll leave Riley here, she'll make sure neither of you can get out of this. Happened before, I'm not letting it happen again."

I glanced at Riley. So did Nat. She was smiling at both of us, her arms crossed in front of her.

"You have five minutes." She left, the door slamming behind her. I look over at Riley, coming right towards us.

"Nat," I whisper, "what the hell do we do?"

"I don't know! Play along?"

"Play? Nat, one of us is going to die."

"You think I don't know that?"

"Hurry it up, ladies, Mo- Madams gotta come back to a winner."

Nat turns her head to me and I wait for her to speak as she raises her fist, dropping the gun.

"Are we still friends?"

Friends..

"Depends on how hard you hit me."

Her fist flew towards my face and I dodged uselessly, her hand already swinging around and slamming into Riley's jaw.

Riley stumbled, but not much. She brought her hand up to her jaw and cradled it, glaring at Nat.

"Don't be an idiot, Natalie, I've been drugged too."

"Natal-" she didn't get to finished before Riley attacked her, throwing her hands and legs. Nat fought back and I watched, unable to bring myself to stop them. If Nat won this...

I eyed the window. No way there. But the door-

We could get out of here, run away.

A gunshot goes off and it gains my attention, but luckily, it's followed by the shattering of glass. I search for the victim, noticing the tiny hole in the window surrounded by many cracks.

I held my gun tightly, turning safety on before smashing it into Riley's head. She grunted, losing her grip on Nats hair for a moment before she turned her rage on me. She was well trained and I was still practically new, since no newer kids have been brought since.

"You fight her! Not me!" She yelled, shoving her fists into my face. I bring my knee up, knocking her air away.

I turn safety off and pull the trigger, a loud boom erupting throughout the room. Riley yells, clutching her shoulder. Blood surrounds her hands and her eyes contain murder.

Nat runs up behind her, wrapping her arm around Riley's neck. She pulls back and Riley's forced to let go of her wound, now trying to claw away at her air pipe. Nat help a firm grip and I punched her, her nose exploding with blood. She struggles, small sobs escaping between murderous grunts.

"Tell me what the fuck to do," I held the gun to the side of her head, "I'll blow out your fucking brain. Got it?" I panted, blood leaking into my eyes. I could feel a wound on my forehead bleeding, running down like raindrops on a window.

She nodded stiffly and Nat let go of her, catching her breath. Riley raised her hands in surrender.

"She knows you guys care about each other. We all do."

I glance at Nat, turning away as her eyes meet mine.

I wasn't hiding it, but Nat... she cares?

"She was waiting for you two to gain a deeper connection. She knew neither of you were going to harm the other after you picked each other as partners."

"Why are you telling us this?" Nat growled, balling her fists.

Riley kept her hand over her nose, pausing to spit blood at times. "So you could watch."

A gun seemed to form in her hand, but then I realize she'd torn it from my grip. Safety was off and she pointed it right at Nat, a smile on her bloody red lips.

I didn't have a gun to defend Nat and Nat brought her hands up, showing she also had no way of defense. Riley brought out her other hand, showing Nats gun.

"How-"

"Trained to be a fighter, Romanoff. You'd be one too if you didn't focus on this petty frog." She motioned to me. Nats glare hardened and so did mine. I've been called a lot of things, a petty frog isn't one of them.

It's not a very good insult, either.

"Stop. You don't have to do that."

"Honey, I want to do this. It's so exciting!" She looked maniacal, like one of the crazy clowns on tv.

"No. Shoot me. Please, not her."

"But-"

"No! Nat, I'm not letting you die, I can't live with that. Kill me, Riley." Riley somehow smiled wider. "Kill me!"

"The thing is, you won't remember her. They never do."

She trained the gun on Nat and pulled the trigger.

"Natasha, no!" I scream, rushing to her as she fell back. "You stupid bitch!" I tear the gun from her. She yells something in another language and Madam bursts through the door.

The worry, the pain, the terror in Madams eyes from me aiming the gun at Riley....

This was her daughter.

"Screw you." The gun goes off and I watch Riley's eyes drain color, her body collapsing. Madam yelled, rushing over. This was the most I'd ever seen her move.

Now there were two girls on the ground, sprawled and bloody. I breath heavily, moving my gun over a few inches as Madam kneels beside Riley.

"You shouldn't have pissed me off."

Something hits my arm and the gun goes off, but I miss, the force against me causing me to lose grip as I fall, landing on my back. Large hands grab me, dragging me backwards. Madam draws a pocket knife and shoves it into my stomach, twisting it.

I felt too weak and tired to scream as blood leaked from me. I look around at the blurry indoor landscape, my eyes landing on Natasha as the last thing I see before everything goes black.

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