Аурая Волков (Auraya Volkov) is a wanted asassin the only thing is she only kills bad people. She is welcomed into the Avengers with her best friend Wade Wilson.
Just for fun as idk what I'm doing :𝙳
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❝Come on Fanny.❞ Yelena said with us all getting out the car. We started walking and I noticed Yelena was biting her lip nervously. I intertwined our fingers.
After a while we found Natashas grave. I let Yelena go first as I stood back with Fanny.
All I remember from when I found oit she died was collapsing on annas floor amd crying. When we were home I cried so much my eyes because blood shot and puffy for weeks. I remember how every night we look at the stars saying the brightest one is Natasha. Yelena always does a whistle she says was important to her and Nat when were looking at the stars. We know we wont ever get the reply. I didnt even know what the reply sounded like Yelena wouldnt tell me.
That same whistle pulled me out of my trance. Yelena came back and it was my turn. I sat cross legged on the grass. ❝Эй, наташа. Я скучаю по тебе. Как так много, что вы даже не знаете.❞ (Hey natasha. I miss you. Like so so much you dont even know.) I was trying so hard not to cry. ❝Me and Yelena could use your talks like right now. It all just came as a shock really like for you it was 5 years for me amd lena it was only like 5 seconds.❞ I stopped speaking russian because my brain couldnt be bothered to think. I was bawling my eyes out by now. ❝Ive even lost contact with wade he's been ghosting me. I just need you right now. Trust me Natalia I will avenge you.❞ I kissed the side of the grave then went over to my wife.
I recognised the woman next to her immediately. Valentina. ❝Maybe you guys would like a ahot at the person who killed your sister.❞ I nodded enthusiasticly. She showed a picture of Clint. What. No. Huh. My brain was so confused.
I had just oit Fanny into the backseat and climbed into the passenger seat. My brain was thinking like alot. Wasnt Clint Natashas best friend? Did something happen between them? A tear ran down my cheek. I felt a finger wiping it. I looked up to see Yelena grinning like a child on Christmas. Her smile was contagious. ❝We can finally revenge Natasha.❞ I said smiling. ❝Yes and all we hsve to do is kill a stupid archer.❞
This chapter was something like 1007 words but it deleted so I wrote it again.
Anyway. CAN WE TALK ABT HOW PPL STILL BLAME CLINT FOR NATASHAS DEATH? LIKE SHE CHOSE TO DIE.
