Mission failure

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   The moment my feet hit the floor I realized I don't even know what the mission is. I spun to Natasha since she was closest to me.  "Natasha, what is the mission?"

   "Retrieve the package. Why weren't you listening?"

   "I was just zoned out." I said quickly as we started walking towards a building.

   "You were thinking about that kiss you had last night weren't you?" I looked at her surprised. I didn't think anyone knew about that. "Oh come on Y/n. Word spreads quickly at S.H.I.E.L.D., you should know that by now." She said as she chuckled. I just laughed it off as well.

   "So what is the package and what is out position?"

   "The others should be touching down soon-" Steve overheard me ask and answered,

   "With Bucky of course" Natasha added winking at me, making me blush and chuckle. I noticed a look of irritation spread on Steve's face.

   "Yes. And Bucky," Steve said irritatedly "Their job is to retrieve the vials, which is the package, while ours is to be the lookouts and make sure everything is secure, and help if need be." I took all this in and froze.

   "What. Vials?" I said Slowly. Natasha went to answer but Steve stopped her.

   "Natasha." Steve warned. Natasha continued.

   "Were not sure. Only that they shouldn't be on the streets" She said shooting a look towards Steve. I dismissed Steve's odd behavior as just being cautious. We continued on our way until we reached an intersection

   "Y/n, take the west building. Natasha, take the north. I'll take the south"

  ***flashback***


"Yelena take the west building, Anya take the north. I'll take the south."


***Present time***


    "Y/n?" I heard Natasha say, which snapped me out of my daze.

     "Did you get that?" Steve added I just nodded, turned and walked towards the west building.

***


   "Eye's on package" I said into the com's while looking through the binaculars. "On the street heading towards the hotel. Holder has black hair in a ponytail, with a blue shirt on."

   "Heading there now" I hear Bucky say over com's. Just hearing his voice gave me butterflies. But I pushed them aside for the sake of the mission. Just as Bucky was turning the corner a girl stepped in front of him. I easily recognized the suit. Widow. I jumped up and was about to climb down the ladder when I was pulled back by my hair and a baton cold against my throat. I immediately sprung into action taking advantage of her lack of pressure. I grabbed the side of the baton hitting her face with the other end, causing her to let go. I twisted the baton so it separated into two smaller ones. She touched her forehead where it had started to bleed, then ran at me with new found strength. She knocked me to the floor but I elbowed her face and flipped her over pinning her and pressing one baton on her not allowing movement. I recognized this widow. Her name was Alyona. Her and I were pared as sparring partners frequently, so I knew her strategies and weaknesses. And she knew mine.

Dreykov always talked about making a serum that would completely change the widows mind, so they would have no chance but to obey. From the looks of Alyona. He found the answer. I knew if I had mercy she would only keep coming after me until she completed her mission. I took a a knife from my belt and plunged it into her stomach. She gasped and took short raged breaths as I removed the baton from her neck. "Мне жаль, моя сестра" (Mne zhal', moya sestra: I'm sorry my sister) I said as I saw the light drain from her eyes. I regained composer and focused myself on helping Bucky. I took the knife out and stuck it back in my belt.

I ran down the ladder towards where Bucky was fighting another widow. I grabbed the baton and connected it together again when my feet hit the floor. I ran towards Bucky, stepping in front if him using the end of the baton to hit the girl in the stomach. The widow then stumbled back in perfect position for a kick. I swung my leg and twisted in the air for a better forced kick. When my foot connected with her face she flew to the ground clutching her now bruised cheek. She lifted her head and my face hardened.

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