natasha romanoff imagines

raisa

In this i'm using a OC name because i can :]

2016: 14 nov--

I was walking through a dark spruce forest, the scene ran over with mist. I'm unable to see the path ahead of me but I keep running. Running for my life, like everyone's life depended on it. The truth is I had just been one of the luckiest people, I escaped the red room. Guaranteed people had thought they destroyed it,they were wrong, it's still up and running in the middle of nowhere. Well, right now I am being hunted. A 25 year old girl running from the most controlling people i have ever met. I don't stop, I'm running like I have never run before. I fell over an old belt with a widow symbol on it. I never questioned it, I just thought "damn someone else escaped that hell hole too?" other than that, my mind was blurred. I was slowly getting my memories back as I just pretended I got mind wiped but I was too young and it didn't fully work.

30 minutes later~~~~

I was running on pure adrenaline at this point, but I had finally found somewhere to lay low while they tried to find me. As soon as I sat down I found gashes and wounds everywhere, but there wasn't a first aid kit here so I had to make do with some yarrow outside. (yarrow is a healing plant that has antibacterial properties). After my wounds were treated I started to make my way to the city once the coast was clear.

Time skip (cuz i am lazy and it's midnight)

2017: 7 june--

I had gotten my life together and now I was working in a florist in the center of New york.

I live in a small apartment due to the very small pay I get from the florist. It was a really awful day and I just wanted to get away from all the bright colours of the flowers, but I heard the bell of the door. In walked a weirdly familiar woman with red hair and stunning green eyes. The woman looked straight in my direction and called my "name".

(Natasha = italics)

"Raisa molotov"

"That's not my name anymore natalia"

"And that's not mine,"Natalia remarked.

"Then what is it"

"Its natasha now, what yours"

"It's rae, it's just simple. I don't want the name i was given what i was a cold blooded murderer"

"It's nice, now how did you end up in a florist?"

"Nat, how did you end up in a florist?"

"I asked first, now how did you get out"

"It really wasn't that hard, natalia. Well when you have access to all the weapons in the facility"

"Well you were one of the most skilled widows"

"I wouldn't call myself a widow anymore, maybe a dear in the headlights. But other than that i am nothing but a normal human"

"Well anyway, now i know your here, i will visit more often"

Natasha began to leave and I was still angry at the mention of my widow name, but I let it slide as she never really knew about my new name. God that women is still as hot as i remember

hey!! i haven't been motivated but here i am, its small but i hope you enjoyed :))