The Maid of little honor. (Marvel Fanfic)

Chapter 42

*WANDA'S POV*

I watched as y/n was dragged away to the stairs. I fought as best as I could against them all, trying to get to y/n. The doors closed behind her and the widows grabbed Nat and me and placed a needle in our necks. Before we knew anything, everything went black.

We woke up god knows how long later, still in the compound, much to our surprise. There was no sign of any widows. I looked at Nat who was looking at me, tears in her eyes. I pulled her into a hug before we stood up and went to look for the others. I explained to Nat that they were pulled onto a mission and needed someone to stay to inform her and y/n where they had gone and to catch them up. We went through all of the floors but no one was back yet. "Where will he have taken her?" I asked. "The Red Room," Nat replied simply, "No one knows where it is." The Red Room. That was where Nat grew up. That's where Nat was sterilized. I looked at Nat in panic. She clearly understood what I was thinking as she said, "That's why we need to get her as soon as possible." As if on cue the team walked in. Nat and I spun around to see all of them unharmed, not even a piece of evidence that they had fought anyone. "No one was there," Tony said as if reading my mind. "That's because they were here," Nat said, "They being The Red Room and they took y/n." I looked at Tony. Nat and I explained what had happened to the rest of the team. We spent the next few days trying to find y/n until we finally located The Red Room. It was time to suit up and save y/n.

*Y/N'S POV*

I woke up in a large office room. Dreykov was sat at the desk in front of me, his back facing me. I stayed quiet and looked around, noting the windows and doors carefully. I went to move my arm only to realize it was tied to the chair. The chair scraped against the floor as I moved my arm, causing Dreykov to turn around. "Hello, y/n." He said. He knew my name. How? I clearly didn't hide my confusion very well as he said "I found your file, I know all your history though I must say not much is of use as you have no family," He looked almost disappointed. I tried once again to wriggle my hands free from the ropes before Dreykov marched over to me and lifted his hand to hit me, causing me to flinch massively, preparing myself for the impact that never came. Instead, I opened my eyes to see Dreykov smirking as he grabbed more cable rope and tied it around my chest and ankles, attaching me to the chair. I winced as he pulled it too tight. Did he know I was pregnant? I didn't even know where I was. "Where am I?" I asked as he strode over to his desk. "The Red Room," He said, "It's a top-secret organization-" "I know about The Red Room I said, cutting him off," He looked surprised, "I'm assuming dearest Natalia told you?" I nodded my head in response, wishing I hadn't said anything. He grunted as there was a knock at the door. "Come in," He said, his voice gruff. A woman with blonde hair also dressed in the same uniform as the other widows walked in. She looked at me briefly before looking at Dreykov. "Mission complete, sir, what would you like to do with the two redheads?" She asked. Two redheads? Nat and Wanda! They had Nat and Wanda. "NOOOO!" I shouted, causing both Dreykov and the mystery girl to look at me, "Please don't hurt them please don't hurt them!" I begged. Dreykov laughed. "They mean something to you y/n?" He asked. I kept quiet and looked down. "Locate both of them, they have trackers on, and bring them in, ill decide what to do with them then. Tears streamed down my face silently as the woman looked at me as she walked out, winking at me when Dreykov wasn't looking. She was on our side?

*NAT'S POV*

I needed to get y/n back. And as soon as. Knowing Dreykov he wouldn't be nice with her. I wouldn't be surprised if he had trained her up already. I pushed the thought to the back of my head and focused on what we were doing. I crawled through the tunnels of the building, trying to lay as low as possible to figure out where y/n is. The whole place brought back memories that I didn't want resurfacing. I dropped down into an empty corridor. "Such a poser," I heard a girl say from behind me, I spun around pulling out my gun, which she had already done. "Who are you?" I questioned. "Did you really forget your little sister?" She asked. Yelena. She was still in The Red Room. "You left me," She said, "You left me on my own while you lived your own happy life with your posh friends while I was stuck here being forced to kill people and had no choice in the matter!" She said, her voice breaking. I still held my gun up, even when she put hers back in her belt. "I thought you got out," I said simply, "I thought you were living a normal life." I wasn't lying. She scoffed at my reply. "Why are you here?" She asked. I debated telling her about y/n but decided against it, I didn't know if she was with Dreykov or not. "I have some unfinished business," I said cooly. Yelena scoffed "Unfinished business. Let me help you, we can be a duo again," She said. "How do I know you're not working with him?" I asked. "Because my mission is to bring you and your other ginger-haired friend to Dreykov, alive or dead, yet here you are, still stood in front of me, three days after I was set the mission," She said, her Russian accent coming through strong. I lowered my gun and nodded my head. She walked towards me and pulled me into a hug. I froze for a moment before I hugged her back.