Anastasia Romanoff always looked up to her older sister, Natasha. Ever since they had left the Red Room and joined S.H.I.E.L.D. with the help of their good friend and partner, Clint Barton. Though, the two troubled young women never expected to join...
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*Five Years Later*
A lot has happened in the five years since Thanos snapped his fingers. Tony came back from space but disappeared after, Thor killed Thanos and left us, Steve began running a therapy group, and Nat and I remained in the Avengers Facility. After all, it was our only home.
So, as always this time of night, Nat and I sit at the table eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches as we catch up with Rocket, Okoye, Carol Danvers, Rhodes, and Nebula through holograms.
"We board that highly-suspect warship Danvers pinged," Rocket informs Nat and me. "Thanks for the hot tip."
"You were closer," Carol tells him.
"And now we smell like garbage," Rocket complains.
"You get a reading on those tremors?" Nat asks them as I take a seat at the head of the table and open my computer, getting ready for movie night.
"'Twas a mild subduction under the African plate," Okoye answers.
"How are we handling it?" Nat pushes.
"Nat," She looks at me. "It's an earthquake under the ocean. We can't handle something like that."
"Uh, well," Nat looks back at the others. "This channel's always active," They all log out of the hologram and she takes a seat beside me.
"Where are you?" I ask Rhodey since he's still here.
"Mexico," He answers. "The Federales found a room full of bodies. Looks like a bunch of cartel guys."
"It's probably a rival gang," Nat says.
"It isn't," Rhodey insists. "It's definitely Barton. What he's been doing for the last few years...there's a part of me that doesn't wanna find him."
I look at Nat, noticing how bothered she is by this information. I look at Rhodey. "Just found out where he's going next, please."
"Okay," He nods before leaving us alone.
"You okay?" I ask my sister as she just sits there, looking up to meet her eyes. Her natural red hair is taking longer to grow out than mine considering I only dyed it once where she did it multiple times.
"Are you?" She counters before looking at her sandwich. "I need a knife."
"Look, watch this," I hold out my hand toward the kitchen. The powers I've apprehended from my second injection make a knife remove itself from the counter and fly into my hand.
"Been practicing, huh?" Nat asks.
"Kinda hard without Wanda here to help, but yeah," I shrug. "I still don't know what the liquid is but I think it has to do with Thanos."
