The Red Room was her nightmare and she never ever wanted to talk about that again. She destroyed it by her own hand before she fled to find her own freedom. She did many things she could just to delete everything that she had ever done in the past...
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-I never regret of being in love.
because he makes me know that not everyone in this world are cruel like you.-
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''So, what was going on with you?''
The night chilly air stroked over their skin as they sat near the fire camp to keep warm. Everyone was fast asleep, except for two super-soldiers who were still chatting to each other outdoors. Steve sat down next to Dalia, who was looking blankly at the fire in front of her. He'd just returned from looking after a friend who needed medical treatment after becoming fatigued after walking for too long. Every other soldier was the same, and when they arrived, the first thing they did was relax. Steve Rogers handed her one of the hot chocolate cups, which she graciously accepted. Before taking a sip of her drink, she grinned and looked at him.
''You're wrong if you're thinking that you're the first super-soldier.'' She muttered. ''My real name is Delaney Monrovia, the Colonel changed it to Dalianis Monroe to make it more American way.''
''What happened?'' Steve choose a word to ask her carefully.
Dalia looked down her feet, letting out a sign. ''I was training by the Red Room, Russian Soviet top-secret division. They took little girls in and trained them to be their weapons to kill whoever they wanted. To be spies and blood is their perfume. They turned innocent girls into dangerous assassins.''
It was a pain in her eyes that caused Steve to know that it was the worst thing that he has ever heard about.
''I was so young, they took me in, they killed my family which I forget how they even look like right now.'' She nodded with a sad smile. ''I have nothing left. I sat in my room which was filled with a pool of blood and the smell of no expression. Guess what, I don't really know how I survive all of those beats up too. All the girls there were put through strenuous daily training, including hand-to-hand combat, acrobatics, weapons training, and tactical skills. They trained you in anything they could. No emotional, kill was the only thing. No hesitate, no begging, no weakness, and the loser was killed by their opponent. You couldn't escape the place, chain around your neck, your legs, and your hands. They erased your memories, erased everything that has inside your head.''
That was so cruel for Steve to listen to what has happened. He never thought that Dalia's life went through this much pain.
''Killing is not a hard thing for me to do right now, Red Room made it so easy, they could make you kill 100 people in one day without regretting it. I survived by being one of the highest scores to graduate from the program. I once passed through being a Black Widow. I was sent to kill many people, and whole families, and to spy on many political problems. My works have been seen by the Madam B, so she selected me to be the most dangerous Widow that they had ever made. A more brutal, more cold stare, more skills with no weakness and blood strain on your faces and your body. The name they called me, the White Widow. All things you did has been controlled by them. You disobey, they killed you. You fight them back, you dead.''
