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𝙊𝙣 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙪𝙣

Y/N Romanoff was currently on a boat on his way to Norway. He was on the run as he had violated the Sokovia Accords, his mother had told him that he should stay with his father, nut had not heard any word from his father since the Airport Incident in Germany. So, he decided to go on the run with his mother. Natasha Romanoff had given birth to Y/N 15 years ago. The father, Klaus Strauss (Whoever read the my first book about Marvel then you know) was a S.H.I.E.L.D Agent and a U.S Ranger. Both lovers fell in love as Klaus was tasked on hunting down the rogue Widow. 2 years into their relationship and they had given birth to their son. Who they loved a lot.

Y/N was later trained by his father and mother in firearm training, martial arts and a lot more survival skills. His childhood wasn't normal, as he frequently had to worry about his parents. He knew what was their job about, and he knew the risk of it. The risk of dying, that was one of the main reasons that made him join the Avengers. To make sure that they were all safe and sound, even do not being a super soldier, he was damn good at shooting guns. Being a 16 year old and in warzones had made him be mature as a young adult can be. But still being a teenager does make him act up in the middle of battles. 

Y/N leaned towards the edge of the boat and let the fresh cold ocean breeze hit his face, his long H/C hair getting messier by the minute. He was currently thinking about his father, where the hell did he go to. He thought to himself. He was cut short of his thinking as familiar red haired woman stood next to him. 

"Мой маленький судьбоносец," Natasha said making Y/N turn around and face his mother. "What are you thinking about?" She asked him.

"Nothing in importance." Y/N gave a weak smile and looked back at the ocean. 

Natasha eyed his son but said nothing, instead she pulled out a phone and looked around her. She then placed the phone at the edge and threw it off the edge. Y/N looked down and saw the phone now in the cold ocean water. "I called Ross." Natasha said getting Y/N attention.

"And? Let me guess..he thought we were back there?" Y/N asked. Natasha smiled and nodded. He let out a scoff and shook his head, "predicable as always." 

"Indeed he is." Natasha whispered as both mother and son looked out towards the ocean view.

- - -

"General Dreykov we have a deserter. Permission to activate Taskmaster protocol?" 

"Permission granted."

Taskmaster was looking at a screen off ex comrades, examining their moves and making mental notes. The door behind him opened revealing Widows walking inside the room. One of the walked towards Taskmaster and faced him, "Dreykov has a tasked for you."

"Again? Can't that old bastard do himself?" Taskmaster asked as his voice scrambler changed his voice to keep his identity secret. 

The Widow smirked and placed her fingers on his helmet and made a smile with her fingers, "You are his favorite." Taskmaster scoffed and moved her fingers away from his helmet.

"What's the task?" Taskmaster asked the Widow.

The Widow turned towards the screen and images of the Operation in Morocco and a image of Yelena Belova, one of the Red Room showed in the screen. "We have a deserter on the lose and she is carrying a package that we need. We need you to get her back."

Taskmaster  looked at the image, "Alright then." He stood up and continued looking at the screen. "I can guaranty the package," He walked looked at the Widow "but I can't guaranty bringing back Belova alive."