Double Agent (Fem Reader X Tony Stark)

Chapter 2 - Escape

2000 -

Nat and I were split up form Yelena five years ago and taken to the Red Room. We both survived our training and are both top of our classes. Nat only has a couple more years until she graduates...I don't want to lose her.  The worst part is Dreykov told me that Yelena had died...he used that to torture me.

Dreykov, has taken an interest in Nat and I. We both were allowed to start doing missions at a young age.  I've now earned the most kills at my age. I just wanted to go back to Ohio.

2006 -

At the age of sixteen I had enough of this place. I saw a chance to escape. Dreykov hasn't been around for almost a year now...we weren't going on any more missions and we're kept inside. It was all so strange. Now I'm the only girl here, all the others were transported...at least I hope that was the case.

I had gotten the codes to the front door to this facility from a guard, my plan was to sneak out of here at night...and kill any of the guards if they spot me.

Once it was midnight I sneak into the weapons room and take two pistols, I quietly walk in the shadows, peaking around the corner as I turn. Once I get to the door, I kneel down and start typing in the code.

"Hey!"

I spin around and shoot the guard, causing an alarm to go off. I open the door and shoot the guards running out as I hurry through the cold. I shoot a guard getting out of a truck and steal his keys, starting it up and driving off.

"Piece of cake...now to find Nat."

I travel to Budapest, finding a small library to search Nat on the computer.

"Agent Romanoff....Agent Barton?" I frown.

After I hack into a couple websites I finally find her latest phone number. I stop at a pay phone and call her. "This is Agent Romanoff." I close my eyes and smile through my tears...it's been four years since I've heard her voice. "Hello?"

"Nat...it's Y/N."

"Y/N? Wha-How?" She asks.

"I broke out....I've been trying to find you."

"Y/N where are you?" She's raises her voice.

"Phone booth outside the library in Budapest..."

"Go down the street and take two rights...you'll see an apartment building. Go to the third floor and pick the lock to the apartment right across from the elevator. I'll be there tomorrow."  She says.

"I can trust you right?" I ask.

"Of course you can."

I hang up and follow her instructions. I get the door unlocked and find some clothes to change into. Holding both of my pistols as I sit on the small couch.

I stayed up all night, although I'm the one to contact her...I didn't know if I could trust her.

I slowly stand up as I hear the door open and close, "Y/N?"  I stay out of sight and listen to her footsteps. "Come out, you can trust me."

"If I can trust you...then why do you have your gun aimed at me?" I ask as we both step out into the doorway.

"Because I don't know if I can trust you."

"I don't know if I can trust you either." I nod.

"You contacted me. Why?"

"I got out....wanted my sister." I back up as she follows me.

"Dreykov is dead...the Red Room is gone."

I slowly pull down my guns. "That makes sense now."

"What are you talking about?"

"Can you put down the fucking gun? If I wanted to kill you, you'd already be dead." I roll my eyes as she finally puts it down. "I was locked away with guards...a few more girls were with me. Dreykov has been missing for a long time. So it makes sense."

"Have you been doing missions?"

"No...just been locked in a cell. Wasn't even doing Ballet." I nod.

"Where are the other girls?"

"I don't know...the rest were transported out....I hope." I nod.

"God I've missed you." She pulls me in her arms.

"I've missed you too, sissy." I smile.

"God you have grown up...your sixteen now?"

"Yup. How did you get out?"

"A man...Clint Barton was supposed to kill me. He made a different call. Now I'm an agent." She nods. "I planned on taking you back with me and meeting my boss...you could join me."

"I'll do anything.....as long as I'm with you." I walk into the kitchen and point to the wall. "Before we go...what kind of bullet makes that hole?"

"Not a bullet...Arrows."

I nod, "Makes sense now."