(𝟮.𝟮) 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 ➣ {𝕪•𝕓} ❘ [𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖈𝕶𝖜𝖎𝖉𝖔𝖜 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

⧗ 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔜 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢 ❘ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴠs ᴏɴᴇ

Y/N and Natasha ran out of the office straight ahead, luckily missing the waves of flames that had risen due to the explosion.

Natasha shot the window in front of them, making the glass shatter apart. The two held their elbows in front of them as they jumped out of the glass window and fell down the sky.

Y/N would have continued to fall if it wasn't for Natasha, who had caught her hand at the last moment while her other hand held onto a bar.

Both of them swung into the level below and jogged below it. Y/N tapped the side of her glasses to activate them, "DAVID, get us out of here, now,"

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Meanwhile, Nathan, Melina, Alexie, and Alisa were all headed towards the jet they arrived in so that they could escape.

Alisa and Melina went over the pilot seat while Alexie and Nathan stood at the aperture of the aircraft.

"Do you see the girls?" Alisa questioned the men, flipping a few switches on and powering the engines.

"No," Alexie yelled back in reply, fretting in concern for the three.

The jet leaned over the edge as the platform below them collapsed. Alisa and Melina grabbed onto the lever to steer the jet as the men fell on their backs from the impact.

It took a while for the elder widows to gain control, but they did after a lot of difficulties.

"We need to go back," Melina steered the jet back towards the still-collapsing-Red Room.

Several guards hovered towards the jet the older assassins were in with Nathan, firing their guns. Many got hit by the debris on air, but two managed to land on top of the jet.

Nathan shot one of the guards with the rifle he had found on the jet.

"Nathan!" Alexie stamped the Taskmaster's shield nearby, seized it when it flew to his arm and tossed it to him.

Nathan caught it swiftly and hurled it at the windshield, narrowing missing the widows, throwing the man off the jet. The guard fell back on the rotor wing of the jet, damaging it.

"I should get one of those things," Nathan nodded to himself, brushing the hair out of his forehead.

The jet began to spiral around out of control, all the alarms blaring.

"Damn it!" Alisa tried all the buttons, "We're losing control,"

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Natasha and Y/N were making their way through the side of the destroying hallways by side until the ceiling above them cracked and fell on them, splitting them apart.