𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐔𝐒 | Natasha Romanoff [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 5: - N

Steve stands before you, fists up.
Unlike your fight with Natasha - you'll fight him how you fight a regular person. Which still isn't your full power but it's significantly more than you used with Natasha.
Tony raises his voice, "3, 2, 1, Fight" he says again.

Steve runs at you, your non-dominant leg kicks out. He grabs it, expecting to have stopped your attack. While he holds your leg, you jump up, swinging your dominant leg round and into his face. A burst of air flys from your foot when you impact him. You use your hands to catch yourself and roll onto your back, you continue to roll back, instantly getting up. Steve though - has flown over the ropes of the boxing ring, he slams into the ground below, though his arms are still holding the ropes. His knees buckle under him and he falls. A dent forms in the floor beneath him.

The rest of the Avengers burst out laughing.
"Impressive!" Thor calls out, clapping.
Steve stands up and turns to you.
"What?" He mutters.
"So... who are you?" You ask.
"Steve Rogers, Captain America." He looks at you.
"The Super Soldier?" You smirk.
"Yes, the Super Soldier." He sighs and stretches.

"That was fun to watch." Tony teases as Steve walks over to him. Natasha looks at you and then at Steve.
"Why don't you try again with your shield, Steve?" She suggests. You both make direct eye contact. She's messing with him, she wants you to show off... which is fun in its own right.

"I want to see Bruce fight her." Tony points out. Everyone looks at Bruce.
"I don't think that's a good idea." Bruce utters.
"You must be The Hulk." You say, climbing under the ropes and walking past the dent in the ground caused by Steve's impact.
"Yes, that would be me." He says. You nod and then walk past him, over to Tony.
"Sorry about the floor, I imagine dents can't be easy to fix." You gesture to the dents from Steve and Natasha.
"It was worth it." Tony smiles, holding back laughter as he glances over to Steve once more.

Poor guy.

Steve leaves the room to get his shield. Thor pats your shoulder.
"Maybe you should try your hand against Mjolnir?"
"Mjolnir?" You repeat, confused.
"My mighty hammer." He says proudly. You look over to Tony, Natasha Clint.
"Is he talking about an actual hammer or..."
"An actual hammer, thankfully." Clint jokes.

Steve walks back in a full getup. Red, white and blue cover his body - he looks like a walking flag. The shield he carries matches the same palette, both the suit and the shield have a star, front and centre.
"Be careful Reaper. Capsicle here doesn't hold back."
Tony remarks.
"Well, when his enemies are too busy laughing to fight back, it can't be too difficult." You smile, watching him parade back into the ring.

As you walk towards the ring, Bruce puts his hand out, signalling you to stop.
"Do we need to do this? If someone gets hurt, we're more at risk." He argues.
"He makes a good point." Natasha agrees, though it would be fun to see some more action. Clint nods, also in agreement.
"Well then, another time, frisbee." You say.
Cap looks at his shield, confused.
"It's a shield." He mutters to himself.

"So, Thor, your brother - what kind of person is he?"
You turn to Thor and start walking with him, everyone else follows shortly behind as you leave the training room.
"He's mischievous, he's the God of Mischief." Thor begins,
"Self-appointed or literal God of Mischief?" You interject.
"Literal, of course." Thor continues, "Unpredictable and spontaneous. It'll be impossible for us to prepare for whatever he has in store."
"Unpredictable doesn't exist." You say back, Thor stops and looks at you, "Everything has a pattern, whether you want it to or not."
Natasha nods,
"Oh, I knew you'd say that." You turn and point to Natasha.
"See! Predictable!" You joyously remark, "She knows about me and my patterns, she was able to predict me." You smile and continue walking, though everyone else lags behind.

"Huh." Tony says, "I like the way she thinks."
"What's a frisbee?" Steve speaks up. Tony laughs "Oh Jesus."

"Tony, you seem like the journaling type." You point out, "Do you have any information on things that this guy has done before?" Tony walks over to a digital keyboard.
"I'm sure I do. Though. I wouldn't call it journaling. It's documenting."
"Documenting is literally a synonym for journaling but whatever." You respond. "Find them and give them to me, I'll be in my room trying to get used to that god awful bed."

You walk off to your room.
"Where did you find her?" Bruce looks over Natasha,
"She found me." Natasha sits down on the couch.

You enter your room to see a pile of sleepwear laying on the bed with a note on top.
You walk over and pick up the note.
'Some clothes for you to sleep in, since there's no camera now. - N'
You laugh to yourself,
"How cute of her." you finally get to change into something comfortable, being sure to lock the door.

Two Years Before

You've just woken up, you walk to the kitchen: day 4 without food. Something happened at Kind Regards and your pay is "temporarily" gone. There's a knock at the door. You walk over and look through the small hole, nothing.
You open the door and there's a box with a note on the top.
'It's not Chinese takeaway but it's something, see you soon. - N'

A/N: This is in fact Steve Slander.
Hope everyone had a nice holiday season. If you received gifts, what'd you get? I got Natasha's arrow necklace 😍