White Knight

Who?

Natasha's Pov

Part of the plan, being thrown into the not of the car listening to the hydra idiots in the car I was learning that the boss, was the main weapons dealer. With the fresh smell of a new car and the tight sensation around my wrists and ankles of the cable ties, I couldn't help but role my eyes, the brown straw like bag over my head allowed me to see the shadows around me, before I had perilously got my self captured, the 'Boss' the thugs called him was called Mark Blaine.

Fury had sent me on a mission to gather information and if possible to take out the threat. With the car moving at a steady pace, I wasn't rolling around in the boot, we reached a dirt path which became more bumpy and could hear the stones hitting the car. As we came to a stop, I heard the Hydra agents get out of the car, and Mark had muffled for them to pull me out of the car. Time for an 'interrogation' as I was pulled from the trunk of the car, a heavy handed grip on my upper right arm dragging me into a shadow most likely into an old hydra building.

Then as we stop I am thrown into the ground. As I'm still I hear footsteps walking in different directions, I can feel drafts coming from, one on my left and right and then there was the doorway in front of me, I could feel the dirt on the ground below me. There was one shadow beside me clearly would be Mark as he wasn't going to look around and make sure they didn't have company. I was thinking about jumping to my feet and knocking out mark right here and now but with the other three about to surround me I was going to end up shot.

All of a sudden Marks body dropped to the floor with a light thud next to me, the smell of blood filled my nose. There was no sound of a struggle but didn't hear a gunshot. We had company looked like a sniper, it didn't take long and their where 3 more thuds coming back from the entrances I had felt a draft from earlier.

As the silence filled the room I heard a zip of a bag, our sniper was packing up. With a slight noise coming from the back of the room. He had hidden it on the roof. Smart move, I heard a strong British accent radiate from the other side of the room. He called me a hostage, guess I should act the part then, I slowly started to shake my body, to make it look as if I was trembling. As this mystery sniper made there way towards me their footsteps where light careful, and slow. Clearly assessing me and studying my. As they where closer I could hear there breaths they where muffled but steady, they had crouched next to me and pulled at the hood on my head.

As they pulled off the hood I met with kind y/e/c looking down at me, he stepped back. I quickly jumped to my feet snapping off the cable ties, and throwing my right hand towards his face. As he grabbed my right fist he spun my body so he was behind me pinning my wrists to my sides with a light force, showing his asertive dominant side without causing pain. His voice vibrated through me as I heard him whisper into my ear "They are dead, I'm not here for you" the British assassin's voice was deep calming as the pressure from my body left in turn around and they were gone. Vanished into thin air.

For the quick scan of him, after he took off my hood, he was in a full back jumpsuit, with a white hood hiding most if his face with a white mask covering the bottom of his face muffeling his breaths when he was close to me. He was strong, but gental, I had never met an assassin or a sniper leaving a lose end behind. Not was stood in disbelief he had counterd my punch with ease as if he anticipated it, it was then the fact he had disappeared into thin air, either I was in shock or he was an enhanced. After looking around I saw the 4 dead hydra agents on the floor I walked over to Mark and pulled out the phone of his jacket pocket. I called the number I had memorised and knew was waiting my call.

"Romanoff."

"Fury we have a problem, there is a new player in the field. I'll make a case file but this isn't anything like we have seen before" I said slowly and walked over to the range rover left outside. Dusting my self off as I walked.

"Assassin with perfect headshots, left me perfectly unarmed, white hood and a white mask. All black suit. Heard of him by chance?" I started up the range rover and put the phone on speaker.

"Not yet, I'll have Hill pull up all the information we can find." With that he ended the call.

As I drove away I headed into the closest town and stopped at a small gas station for a change of clothes and a new phone. I bought a white T-shirt and black jeans and a brown leather jacket. Throwing Marks phone out the window of the car as I drove away. Then headed for the airport where the quinjet was waiting.