White Knight

Dead Ends

Nats Pov

At the compound, I was pacing up and down not knowing what to do next no one had any leads we had a mix of different information. There was the history of the cross, The kidnappings. Steve Bucky and Clint all came back with the same story that Fury had told us. The others had no idea who the next targets could be, we didn't have enough people to watch all of the members of the council of the united nations. I was on edge, I hadn't slept but that wasn't anything new. We were all sat in the living room on the couch looking over everything we had found.
"Nat quit pacing! I'm not replacing the floor" Tony snapped, I walked off down to the training room.

I picked up a punching bag and attached it to the wall. My fists started to fly in the bag. How can 10 boys go missing every year for 84 years and no one knows anything or says anything. None of their bodies is found, no trace of them anywhere. They are young and innocent like I was before the Red Room got to me, that place haunts me. If this Knighthood place was real...

As huge sharp pain ran straight through my wrist, I pulled back and looked at my bloodied hand. "FRIDAY call Wanda" I collapsed to the floor exhausted and all I felt was the pain in my hands it was better than the one I had felt in my chest panicking thinking KGB could have a similar training program.

"Nat? Oh my God. What happens." Wanda came running up to me and pulled me up from the ground and sat me on a chair, looking over my hands. "It looks like you broke your hand, we need to get you to Bruce." She saw me weak but I trusted her but I couldn't go to Bruce. I shook my head. She stood up and headed to the bathroom and came back with a warm wet cloth, and slowly and carefully wiped down my hands until there were only the small cuts on my knuckles. She went and put the cloth in the sink and grabbed some ice for my wrist and kissed my forehead. "Do you want to talk about why this has the famous Black Widow stressed to the point she breaks her wrist?" She questioned looking up at me.

I sighed "I know the guys think it's stupid but I think this Knighthood exists, it makes sense. Every year they need recruits, so they take them from their family and tell them they are dead, they have nowhere to go but the Knighthood can give them a brotherhood. So they take in the young vulnerable boys and train them. They can hide in plain sight, they can kill like an assassin. For 84 years there are boys and now men that have been trained to be stronger than others not to give mercy. It's just like me, and the red room Wanda. I thought it was behind me and I could move forward." I stared at her and a single tear dropped from my eye. I stood up and walked out not giving her the chance to say anything.

As I went up to the med bay bruce was stood there and he looked at me nodded his head as if to ask me if everything was okay. "Can you cast my hand, Bruce? I think it's broke." He nodded his head at me and checked over my wrist and slowly wrapped it in a small black cast. I thanked him and went down to my room. My head was a complete mess. I threw myself back on my bed and left there looking up at the ceiling.

I must have fallen asleep when I opened my eyes it was pitch black outside and when I rolled over to look at my phone it said 03:30. I normally was awake and training by now, I rolled over and headed for the shower, making sure my cast stayed dry. as I stood with the hot water beating down my skin, I sighed looking at all of the scars across my body. the thought that there were others just like me made a pit in my stomach I hated it. tracing across the small little scars, I got out of the shower and headed to the kitchen.

"Morning Romanoff" Tony called as I walked in the room he looked like he hadn't slept in weeks.

"You look like shit" I chuckled as I grabbed a drink. Tony looked at me and down at my hand with a questioning look.

"I'm not the only one," he said pointing a pen towards my hand "what stupid thing did you do now?" he grabbed an apple off the side and sat down opposite me.

"angry and distracted aren't a good mix" I replied bluntly. "No new information I'm guessing" I sat down opposite him hoping there was some hope of catching this sworded assassin.

*Mr stark, Miss Romanoff there has been another assassination in Germany.*

"Thank you, Friday. Can you pull up all the new details I assume shield is currently at the scene" I took in a deep breath as Tony asked the AI. Then on the screen next to us appeared the member of another united nation on the floor with the same marking. After studying in the picture I placed my head in my hands. I felt a small light hand appear on my shoulder. The smell of a light perfume was very different from the smell of whisky coming from Tony.

"We will catch him don't worry." Wanda sweet little voice ran through me as she comforted me. It was amazing how close we have come since she had joined.

"I know we just have no idea where to start" I replied him lifting my head to look over my shoulder to see her little eyes glancing down at me with sadness in them. I gave her a small smile and she started to make us all some breakfast.

After she started pulling out some things from the fridge she called over to me and Tony, "Maybe we should go to Germany to see if we can find anything"