The Sisters of the Red Room | Yelena Belova

Part 1 (Intro). What Now?

I finally had my control back. I could feel my actions and choose them for myself but that doesn't mean I had my life back yet. My mind was still plagued with the red rooms control, deeper than one could fix. Dreykov was dead. As I played with my fingers as if I was the puppeteer to my thoughts, I looked across from me, there she stood. Yelena Belova. She had just taken down the whole red room alongside her sister, Natasha Romanoff and her father and mother. Despite all of us, the black widow's in training, destined to stop her while under the control of the red room. She freed us.

"I could really use that Ibuprofen right about now." Yelena joked in her thick, sweet but blunt Russian accent.

A smile slowly crept along my face. My black hair trickled down the side of my rough and bloody face. I had known Yelena almost my whole life, she is the greatest Russian Assassin I have laid my eyes on. I didn't know what to think or how to feel as we flew away in the jet, away from the now destroyed red room, away from all I had ever known.

As I stood up in the jet, I walked towards Yelena and placed myself next to her. The other girls were sitting across from us. Yelena sensing my presence looked towards me, I could see the exhaustion mixed with emotions set in her face although for her own wellbeing she ignored it.

"You are free to go live your life now, Y/N." She said towards me in a somewhat reassuring tone.

"Nah, it's too hard to leave this all behind. I don't even know what normal is or where to start. Besides, someone has to help the other girls and look over you. You may be able to take down the red room in like a few hours but don't let that get to your head." I said with a small smile as I cocked my head towards her and joked. My Russian accent was equally noticeable.

"I thought I could have all the fun on my own." She shrugged her hands up and smiled. I know she appreciated what I said, I could see it past the humour.

Yelena moved her hand closest to me down towards mine, she slowly cupped her gloved hand around my bare one. I felt her warmth and shuddered as I leaned my head back against the wall of the jet. In some ways it felt like a cloud of comfort forming around my body.

And then the jet continued to fly through the clouded skies, taking everyone where they needed to go.

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Hi! This was the intro to my Sisters of the red room wattpad story. It's my first wattpad book so bear with me. Obviously chapters will be longer, this was just an intro. Also this is my adaptation to what happens after black widow for Yelena, obviously it may not be fully accurate.